It was Caleb coming that finally made him really feel the effects of the bracelet. He had almost forgotten about it, he was just taking awhile to finish... and then he clenched around him and Corbin thrust up, chasing his own completion, feeling it right there... and nothing. Just that same need, that hunger in the core of him to come, and not being able to. He whimpered as he watched Caleb come on his dick, feeling the pleasure of him grinding on his cock like a toy.
He leaned up and kissed back with a whimper, his hips still moving, but in short little thrusts, making the most pathetic sound into his mouth. He didn't need any prompting to kiss, he would have needed a direct order not to.
His balls were tight against his body, his cock hard and heavy where it was still inside Caleb's cunt, and they had barely gotten started.
Their reality was just starting to hit Caleb. He had used such a device before, but not like this - not when he could feel his lover's uncontrolled need to come. Caleb knew what Corbin felt like when he was about to come; know exactly how his body tensed and the sounds he made.
Only this time, Caleb's cunt was still twitching in the aftermath of his orgasm and every small little thrust of Corbin's hips had his toes curling as he sighed into Corbin's mouth. Kissing his boyfriend was one of his absolute favorite things in the world, and he just managed to murmur a soft warning between them, "You can keep fucking me as long as you want, but I think you are only torturing yourself."
Caleb would do a good deal of torturing throughout the day, but this was a hell of Corbin's own doing. . . It was going to be a great day.
"Kinda... kinda hard to stop..." Corbin wasn't aware of the phrase "autonomic reflex" but it felt as if his body was going to keep moving like this whether he wanted it to or not. Caleb felt so damn good that it was hard for him to get his hips to stop moving of their own volition. He didn't think he could force his orgasm through sheer desire, but his hips wanted to keep going, and he groaned as they did just that and he made little to no move to stop them. They moved more slowly, a lazy grind against Caleb's pussy, feeling the slick heat that enveloped him.
He had to stop though, and he force himself to after several long moments, his thighs twitching as he fought the desire to keep still. "You feel too good, sweetheart. Can't help it." It was heaven and hell all at the same time.
He shivered at Corbin's continued movements, shifting his head to nose his jaw up so that Caleb could lazily suck kisses on the underside. It was on the edge of being too much, the tingles from his last orgasm still lighting his nerves up. Yet, he did not squirm or try to restrain Corbin, happy to let him torture himself.
"Ah, that is an easy fix." Without giving Corbin a chance to protest Caleb slid off his cock, rolling off of him before propping himself up by Corbin's hip. His eyes flicked between Corbin's hard cock, the denial bracelet, and checking in at Corbin's face before Caleb let his smile turn a little wicked, "I should clean up the mess I made."
It was the only warning he gave before he leaned in to start delivering teasing kitten licks to the side of Corbin's cock.
Corbin made a sound of pure need and unfulfilled desire as Caleb pulled off his cock. "S-sweetheart, baby, darlin please..." He squirmed, jerking hard at the cuffs as his abs tensed and he sat up as much as he could on the bed, not that it was far with his wrists restrained like this. He sagged back to the mattress after a moment, eyes riveted on Caleb from where he lay on the bed next to him. Having Caleb on his cock was a terrible sweet torment, but not having him there was worse
For a hopeful moment he thought Caleb might suck him off, and he whined as he realized that was not to be the case, his hips moving in small abortive jerks with every little lick. "Caleb.... gods below sweetheart." Not that he was asking him to stop, or indeed asking for anything in particular. "That haaa, that ain't fixin anything." Of course he knew that, he knew Caleb wasn't trying to do anything other than torment him, and he watched him, part of him glad of the chance to calm down, even as he also wanted more, part of his brain still convinced that he just needed more, and then he'd be able to get off.
Shifting to lay his arm across Corbin's hips, Caleb hummed as he ran the flat of his tongue up Corbin's cock. Answering his lover's complaints with a smug flutter of his lashes and a messy kiss to the head of Corbin's cock, Caleb calmly reminded him, "I thought I made it clear that everything that happens is entirely up to my desires."
This time he rolled away to stretch out next to Corbin, leaving space between their bodies as Caleb made himself comfortable among their pillows. He would kindly give Corbin a chance to calm down, letting his eyes run up and down his lover as he lazily ran his fingers across his own chest.
Corbin's cock twitched as it tried again to come, but nothing happened. A bead of clear fluid managed to leak out, but that was it and he groaned, letting his head flop back on the pillow. "You did, yeah... It is." He hadn't listened, and so this was his punishment.
He took a deep breath as Caleb laid out next to him, eyes greedily drinking in the sight of him and he smiled, somehow feeling hungry, but it was soft, since he knew there was nothing he could do about it. All he could do was what Caleb wanted. He squirmed a bit, rolling over as much as he could so he was facing Caleb. "Damn, I need to take more pictures of you." He already taken... a lot, even if he'd only had the camera for less than a week, but he hadn't gotten a really good one yet, and he thought that having one of Caleb, looking smugly satisfied as he laid on Corbin's bed, would be a nice shot to have.
Once upon a time Caleb might have been surprised to find that they could look upon each other with such softness when Caleb was cruelly playing with Crobin, but he had long learned not to be surprised by the depths of his fondness for his younger lover. He knew it was because of the trust that had settled between them, the knowledge that no matter what Caleb did he would make sure to take care of Corbin.
He shifted, keeping space between them but making sure their eyes could comfortably meet. "Make a list and we will find some time this week to take some more." Impromptu photos were becoming more common, but if Corbin wanted something special then Caleb had no problem planning it out. The photos were not something that he particularly wanted everyone to see, but it was thrilling to know that Corbin desired them and was pleased to look over them when he wanted.
Letting his hand stroke along his own sides, Caleb half-drifted back to sleep as they waited for Corbin's body to calm down. The moment he judged they were ready Caleb reached out to stroke his fingers down Corbin's face, "Do you need anything to drink or eat before we continue?"
Corbin quite dearly wanted to reach out and hold Caleb, even if he also wanted to fuck him and kiss him, but he also just wanted to touch him, to hold him and comb his fingers through his hair, especially as he laid so close. He knew he needed the break, and that Caleb did too, but that didn't stop him from wanting to touch and hold the other man as they lay there together.
It wasn't as if he was in any danger of falling asleep, but he did find himself drifting as he watched Caleb's face as he drifted in and out of sleep. And eventually without any real stimulation his cock would calm down, though it would take some time. Long, torturous minutes where he couldn't touch, just lay there, floating almost. He leaned into the touch with a quietly needy sound. "Um, water? I guess?" He probably needed something to eat and drink if he was being honest, but he really really wanted Caleb, and eating and drinking would take too long.
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He leaned up and kissed back with a whimper, his hips still moving, but in short little thrusts, making the most pathetic sound into his mouth. He didn't need any prompting to kiss, he would have needed a direct order not to.
His balls were tight against his body, his cock hard and heavy where it was still inside Caleb's cunt, and they had barely gotten started.
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Only this time, Caleb's cunt was still twitching in the aftermath of his orgasm and every small little thrust of Corbin's hips had his toes curling as he sighed into Corbin's mouth. Kissing his boyfriend was one of his absolute favorite things in the world, and he just managed to murmur a soft warning between them, "You can keep fucking me as long as you want, but I think you are only torturing yourself."
Caleb would do a good deal of torturing throughout the day, but this was a hell of Corbin's own doing. . . It was going to be a great day.
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He had to stop though, and he force himself to after several long moments, his thighs twitching as he fought the desire to keep still. "You feel too good, sweetheart. Can't help it." It was heaven and hell all at the same time.
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"Ah, that is an easy fix." Without giving Corbin a chance to protest Caleb slid off his cock, rolling off of him before propping himself up by Corbin's hip. His eyes flicked between Corbin's hard cock, the denial bracelet, and checking in at Corbin's face before Caleb let his smile turn a little wicked, "I should clean up the mess I made."
It was the only warning he gave before he leaned in to start delivering teasing kitten licks to the side of Corbin's cock.
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For a hopeful moment he thought Caleb might suck him off, and he whined as he realized that was not to be the case, his hips moving in small abortive jerks with every little lick. "Caleb.... gods below sweetheart." Not that he was asking him to stop, or indeed asking for anything in particular. "That haaa, that ain't fixin anything." Of course he knew that, he knew Caleb wasn't trying to do anything other than torment him, and he watched him, part of him glad of the chance to calm down, even as he also wanted more, part of his brain still convinced that he just needed more, and then he'd be able to get off.
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This time he rolled away to stretch out next to Corbin, leaving space between their bodies as Caleb made himself comfortable among their pillows. He would kindly give Corbin a chance to calm down, letting his eyes run up and down his lover as he lazily ran his fingers across his own chest.
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He took a deep breath as Caleb laid out next to him, eyes greedily drinking in the sight of him and he smiled, somehow feeling hungry, but it was soft, since he knew there was nothing he could do about it. All he could do was what Caleb wanted. He squirmed a bit, rolling over as much as he could so he was facing Caleb. "Damn, I need to take more pictures of you." He already taken... a lot, even if he'd only had the camera for less than a week, but he hadn't gotten a really good one yet, and he thought that having one of Caleb, looking smugly satisfied as he laid on Corbin's bed, would be a nice shot to have.
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He shifted, keeping space between them but making sure their eyes could comfortably meet. "Make a list and we will find some time this week to take some more." Impromptu photos were becoming more common, but if Corbin wanted something special then Caleb had no problem planning it out. The photos were not something that he particularly wanted everyone to see, but it was thrilling to know that Corbin desired them and was pleased to look over them when he wanted.
Letting his hand stroke along his own sides, Caleb half-drifted back to sleep as they waited for Corbin's body to calm down. The moment he judged they were ready Caleb reached out to stroke his fingers down Corbin's face, "Do you need anything to drink or eat before we continue?"
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It wasn't as if he was in any danger of falling asleep, but he did find himself drifting as he watched Caleb's face as he drifted in and out of sleep. And eventually without any real stimulation his cock would calm down, though it would take some time. Long, torturous minutes where he couldn't touch, just lay there, floating almost. He leaned into the touch with a quietly needy sound. "Um, water? I guess?" He probably needed something to eat and drink if he was being honest, but he really really wanted Caleb, and eating and drinking would take too long.