Chapter 113: Suck it, Augustine.
As a scream escaped the lips of Augustine, he tried to force himself up from the bed but his cage hands made it harder.
"Still," Charles purred, with Augustine’s dick still inside his mouth, his hot breath driving Augustine to the edge of insanity.
He stopped stroking Augustine’s dick as he firmly held it, while gently sliding Augustine’s cock out of his mouth.
Charles released Augustine’s cock from his mouth with a wet pop, his lips glistening as he gazed hungrily at the soaked fabric clinging to Augustine’s throbbing member.
The wet fabric was now transparent, the swollen tip of Augustine’s cock clearly visible, the pulsing vein winding down the shaft begging to be touched.
Augustine’s cock was a sight to behold, thick and veiny, its length straining against the wet fabric of his boxer brief.
Charles couldn’t help but imagine what it would feel like to take it inside him, to be filled and stretched by that monstrous member.
’If Augustine fucks me with this,’ Charles thought to himself, his mind racing with a mixture of lust and fear, ’I might just black out from the pleasure.’
As Charles gaze fell onto dripping cock of Augustine, he couldn’t help himself but to feel his own erection straining against his pants.
The sight of those glistening drops of precum was making Charles long to taste the salty sweetness of Augustine’s arousal.
"Fuck, Augustine, you’re driving me crazy," Charles growled, his voice low and husky with desire. "I need more of you." He spat, his eyes filled with lust.
He leaned in, his lips hovering just above Augustine’s cock, his breath hot and moist as it caressed the throbbing flesh of Augustine’s dick.
Charles continued to stroke Augustine’s cock with his left hand. The rhythmic motion was hypnotic, each stroke a step closer in sending Augustine to the brink of ecstasy.
"Cha... Charles." Augustine gasped, his body arching as Charles’ strokes became faster, more insistent. "Faster," he pleaded, his voice thick with desire. "I need you, Charles. Ple... Please suck me."
Charles scoffed.
He continue to stroke Augustine’s dick, the index finger of his right hand on Augustine’s butt slowly slide out, and just before Augustine could take in a deep breath, Charles slide his index finger back into the ass hole of Augustine.
"Fuckkkkkkk!" Augustine groaned with gritted teeth as his breath came out in a shallow gasp.
Once more, Charles continued his teasing seduction, his index finger sliding into the welcoming warmth of Augustine’s ass, the tight ring of muscle clenching greedily around him.
As Augustine’s body instinctively tightened, trying to draw Charles in deeper, he pulled away with a wicked smirk, leaving Augustine aching for more.
"You’re so desperate for me, Augustine," Charles purred, his voice thick with lust. "I can feel it." Charles purred.
"I... I can’t take this anymore." Augustine spat with grunted teeth as he forced himself to sit upright in a swift and solid movement.
Charles raised his body into a seated position as he glanced at Augustine in utter shock. "Lie down and let me take you in my mout..."
"No." Augustine cut in, his gaze fixed on Charles.
"I am done with your teasing game Charles." Augustine purred, intensely glaring at Charles with dangerous eyes. "Now lie down!" He commands.
Charles scoffed, his lips curving into a teasing smile. "You can’t tell me what to do." He spat with utter braveness.
’Pfft!’
With a frustrated grunt, Augustine reached out and grabbed Charles’ neck, his hands clenching reflexively around Charles throat.
He twisted suddenly, pushing Charles down onto the bed with a thump, his own body now straddling Charles as he pinned him down with his weight.
"Enough teasing," Augustine growled, his eyes flashing dangerously as his hips ground against Charles’, his cock grinding against Charles’ own throbbing member. "I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name." He growled.
Augustine’s grip on Charles’ neck tightened as he lowered Charles head above his cuffed hands.
Silence...
Charles stared at Augustine in utter silence while he heart pounded in his chest.
The shirt that Charles wore was slightly raised upwards. "Are... are you wearing any underwear?"
"Ye... yes. Just a white pant." Charles mumbled, his words barely above a whisper.
Augustine smirked, moisting his lips as he leaned in, planting a kiss on his neck of Charles.
As their lips of Augustine were above Charles’s neck, he gently drew his tongue outside as he licked the area where he had just kissed Charles.
And slowly, he leans away, once more meeting the gaze of Charles.
"Now, it’s your turn to get teased." He spat with a deep seductive voice that made Charles swallow his saliva hard.
Augustine spread his legs wide open, caging Charles in between his knees as he lower his butt even more so that he was barely sitting above Charles’s thigh.
Slowly, Augustine began to grind his hips up and down, his gaze still focused on Charles.
His dick was caressing that of Charles and Augustine could feel that Charles was hard, and his pant seems to have been socked with precum.
At first, Augustine started by grinding Charles’s hip in slow motion but after observing that Charles was biting into his lower lips to prevent a moan, Augustine instantly quickened his pace.
"Aug... Augustine!" Charles moaned, tears slowly sliding down from the side of his eyes as they fell onto the bed.
Charles raised his hand, placing them on Augustine’s chest as Augustine continued grinding, harder and faster.
"Argh... Arrhh... please!"
The more Charles moaned, the more Augustine increased his pace and just when he felt that Charles was about to cum, he absurdly came to a stop.
Augustine released his hands from in between Charles’s head and lowered his back, diving his head beneath the shirt of Charles.
Augustine opened his mouth wide, and he gently bit on the cap of Charles’s dick which was covered by the white pant that Charles wore.
As Augustine’s teeth grazed the outline of Charles’ cock through his pants, Charles’ body arched in response, his hips pressing up against Augustine’s lips as a hot flood of precum soaked through his fabric and into Augustine’s waiting mouth.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Charles moaned, his voice hoarse with lust as more cum escape his pant and fell against Augustine’s teeth, begging for more. "Suck it, Augustine. Make me yours."
"Yes... that’s it, Pookie!"
Note; The next Chapter contains extreme sexual content. R18+