Paragomania

[10 - AMAB]

Ainsley's breath hitched in his throat as he looked at your shirtless body. Your torso was breathtaking. He couldn't take his eyes away. Every detail of your skin was being memorised by his dark eyes. You pulled down your pants, and Ainsley wanted to lick at your skin. You were so beautiful.

As if guided by some unseen force, Ainsley crossed the small space and fell to his knees in front of you. Your mostly soft cock hung down, growing harder by the second. You looked down at him with amusement in your eyes as you sat your bare ass on the back car bench. You crossed your legs in front of him as he knelt in front of you like a begging dog. You chuckled devilishly down at him.

"Is there something you want, pet?"

The name sent shivers down his spine. Pet. That's what he was, he was your pet. And he never wanted to be anything else. From his spot kneeling on the wooden floor, he growled and barked quietly at you. You chuckled in amusement.

"Dirty dog. If someone hears you bark, we'll get caught." You lifted your foot, using just your toe to make the young man tilt his head upward. "And you certainly do not want to get caught. Do you, pet?"

Ainsley straightened his back and started stripping himself desperately. You simply watched him strip. As he tore off his shirt, your eyes darted back and forth between scars across his torso.

Dear God. He was only sixteen. A massive red mark grew across the left side of his torso. It must've been a burn. Small cuts, larger red splotches. Your body relaxed lightly as your heart sank.

"Oh, Ainsley..." you murmured. He looked up at you excitedly as he pulled off his pants. He looked like a puppy ready to play. You couldn't bring up those scars. You spread a big grin on your face as he knelt back in front of you.

His lips grazed the inner side of your calf as he kissed up your leg. He licked around your knee, looking up at your face with a pleading look. He wanted to pleasure you so badly. He wanted to be perfect for you. He continued to kiss up into your inner thigh. You gasped lightly, letting your mouth gape open slightly as he licked at your skin.

His hair tickled your belly as he licked and bit at your inner thigh like a desperate dog in a bowl of food. You couldn't help but lose grip of your composure and moan. You leaned back onto the car seat's headrest and spread your legs for him.

He didn't know what to do. He hadn't learned anything about sex until you started grinding like feral animals. God, the smell was intoxicating. Your cock looked massive to him, although he really had nothing to compare it to. Ainsley hadn't seen anyone's cock before, and barely looked at his own. You looked down at Ainsley, who was studying your anatomy.

"You okay?" you asked. He glanced up at you and nodded. "Is there something you want?" He hesitated, but nodded again. You smirked lightly. "Do you need a command?"

Ainsley looked up at you, his dark skin blushing. He looked almost drunk on lust. You leaned back into the car seat again.

"Suck it, pet."

He hesitated, not sure what angle to go at it from. You gripped his hair and pulled his face to your shaft. His open mouth encircled your cock with his hot, soaking tongue.

"Fuck," you whimpered. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck~"

Ainsley looked at your trembling body. Well, he was certainly doing something right. While he took several inches of your cock in his mouth, he began to stroke himself under the seat. The indented car floor was beginning to hurt his knees.

Ainsley pushed himself from the floor, momentarily taking nearly your full cock into his throat. You whimpered as he did, but gasped when he pulled away to straddle your body. Choking tears pricked at the corner of his eyes.