I Got You

After a moment's pause I feel him push up against me. I press him back down again. He lets out a most satisfactory peep. Taking in a deep breath through his nose he readies himself and tries again, this time more forcefully. Again I power him back down with ease then add quick stinging spank for good measure.

Smack!

"Ohhh!" He huffs a hard breath of wild desire. Another few deep breaths and I watch his lean muscles tense as he truly tries lift himself from the bed. I watch the strapping young man's muscles flex and writhe in his efforts, I listen to his soft grunts. He throws his head back, tussling his blonde hair, and drives his legs forward and goes absolutely nowhere. I can't help but marvel. Did he even know how fucking hot he was? I give him a moment to think he was making progress before leaning my weight into him. Driving my hip into his ass and pushing down powerfully with both arms I plant him right back down. "Oh fuck!" He groans.

"Your mine now boy, you can't escape."

James was far from weak, in fact I was impressed by his strength, but I had position, size, and gravity on my side. A background in wrestling certainly didn't hurt either. At just over 5 and half feet tall and nearly a hundred pounds lighter the pretty young man had no chance. I already knew this but I wanted him to know it too.

He keeps trying. Little grunts and growls come from him as he shifts and squirms and tries to break my hold. I let him struggle like this for a time, even take the liberty of groping his ass and tight balls, before straightening up and shoving him down roughly. I drop down on top of him, the skin of my chest clapping into his bare back, and pin him firmly. I lean in hard letting my upper thigh press into his butt.

"UH!" He heaves as the air is **** from his lungs.

My face is beside his, my hot breath panting over his cheek, my lips not even an inch from his ear. I could smell his hair, his cologne, his sweat, and his cum scented breath in one heady concoction. His warm silky skin felt like heaven against mine.

"Hahhhh!" A breathy hiss escapes me.

In an instant his body relaxes and the fight goes out of him. I settle my whole weight against him and he lets out a very happy and horny moan of approval. "Mmmm."

I begin to move on top of him. Slowly, smoothly, rhythmically. I moved as if I was making love to him though it was only my upper leg pushing against his ass right now. I knew pinned between him and the soft blankets his hard cock would be sliding forward and back to the motion. I run my hands out over his shapely arms and grip my fingers interlocking into his from behind, my larger hands encompassing his. Running the scruff of my five o'clock shadow across the tender flesh of his neck I nuzzle behind his ear and kiss him.

James starts to move with me, our bodies moving as one. My own dick is hard enough to hammer nails now as it glides along the smooth skin of his buttock and side. I knew this must be feeling very good for him.

"Don't cum yet." I say.

He nods.

Closing his eyes James just...moves with me. Savoring the feeling of my weight and my size on top of him along the with the back and forth of his cock over the covers. I keep myself tight against, never letting any space to open up. Instinctively he spreads his legs wider and tilts his ass up into me. My thigh takes up the warm damp space between his cheeks. We continue to shift and grind in beautiful unison.

I whisper very quietly, not wanting his wife to hear. "It's gonna hurt baby. It's gonna hurt before it feels good. Okay?"

His eyes open but he says nothing.

I nuzzle his supple blonde hair with my nose and nibble his earlobe. "It's okay to be scared baby. But I'll look after you, you're in safe hands my boy. Just tell me if it's too much, okay?"

"Mmmmm." Is all he says.

I raise my head just an inch or two to get a better look at him. "I don't want to hurt you James."

His cerulean eye strains to the corner to peer up at me. I see the glimmer of a tear beginning to well up. "I don't care." He says back in a hushed voice. "I want you Alex. Take me, fuck me, pound me." The tear escapes and trickles down over the bridge of his nose. "I want you."

I smile and kiss him on the temple. "Shhh, don't cry."

If feel him shudder from a pent up sob. God damn someone did a number on this kid. His parents? His wife? His friends? All of the above? I didn't know and I didn't care, in this moment I just wanted him to be safe and happy. Keeping my hands grasping his I bring our arms up to shield our faces from our audience. She didn't need to see this part.

"Shhh, it's okay baby. It's okay. I got you. You feel me? You feel me on top of you? I got you now baby. Everything's okay."

"I'm...so happy." He confesses. "I...I never want this to end."

"Me too baby, me too." I kiss him again. "Don't let her see you cry. You're better than her. You're better than all of them."

He gasps and sucks in a breath I hold him tight and give him a moment to collect himself. The tears soon dry up as I watch James come to grips with the overwhelming moment. He allows himself to embrace the joy he was feeling. Letting out a long sigh he blinks his big blue eyes and gazes up with a proud burning lust to let me know that he was ready.

I give him a warm smile. "That's my boy."