Leopard's Spots 2: Oscar (17 page)

“It’s in your hair, too,” he explained, working the sticky mess in the soft blond strands. It’d be a bitch to get out, but at least Oscar’s hair was short, otherwise… Josiah snorted.

“Mmm, yeah, don’t go there,” Oscar mumbled. “Don’t wanna think about spunky dreadlocks.”

“What do you want to think about?”

Oscar started to rub his eye but stopped. “Maybe we should wipe this one off. It’s beginning to itch since your spooge is drying.” He closed that eye. “Once we do that, we can get you hard again so you can fuck me. And maybe I can come once or twice, too. That’d be great.”

Josiah twisted around and looked behind him. “Ah. You’re hard again, excellent. Hope you can stay that way while I’m rimming you.”

“Oh my fucking—Jo!” Oscar grabbed Josiah’s thighs and squeezed bruisingly hard. “You can’t just say that like it’s nothing. I almost came just from hearing it.”

Josiah got up and considered the problem. “Yeah, your cock is leaking pre-cum pretty steadily. I don’t think you’re going to be able to hold out without some help, and I need you to, because I’m—” He caught himself and held up a finger. “Hold that thought. Let me get a wash cloth and something to help you keep from climaxing too fast.”

Josiah dashed to the bathroom and turned on the water. He set a washcloth under the stream while he dug through the cabinets and shelves. When he found a ball of yarn he couldn’t keep from chuckling. Josiah tucked the yarn under his chin so he could turn off the water and wrung out the cloth. With it in one hand and the yarn in the other, he went back to the bedroom.

He stopped in the doorway and took a minute to drink in the sight of Oscar, naked and hard, laid out and waiting for him. His cock started to fill. It wouldn’t be long before he was ready to go again, but first things first.

Josiah walked over to the bed and set the yarn down. “I’m going to clean your eye real quick, and we’re going to have a little chat, kitty.”

Oscar popped open the spunk-less eye. “Chat? I thought you were gonna, you know…”

Josiah ran the cloth gently over Oscar’s skin. “Gonna what? Rim you?” Oscar sure liked the dirty talk, and Josiah enjoyed giving Oscar what he wanted.

Oscar grinned. “I prefer this version: you were gonna eat my ass until I scream. Right? Sounds better, don’t you think?”

Josiah’s hand jerked as Oscar made the correction, as did Josiah’s cock, growing erect in a rush. “You are trying to make my heart stop, aren’t you, talking like that. And you said
I
talk dirty!”

“Mmhmm, you do,” Oscar agreed. “But I like it, and I like watching you lose your cool, like you did just then. Are you gonna spank me, too?”

“Fucking hell.” Josiah tossed the washcloth aside. “You’re going to make me poke your eyeball out!” He swiped over the damp skin with the pad of his thumb. “And no, I’m not going to spank you, not like all proper over my knee, anyways. I can’t say I won’t slap your little ass while I’m fucking it, or eating it, but that’s not what you meant.”

“It’s not, and whatever you’re doing to me will be fucking fantastic, I’m sure, so can we get to it already?” Oscar batted his lashes, but the damp ones clumped and made him look kind of sleepy-eyed.

“First things first.” Josiah picked up the yarn and showed it to Oscar. “Really, baby, you have a thing about clichés, don’t you?”

Oscar went red from his chest to the tips of his ears. “So? It’s stress relief. When I’m stressed, I like to play with it.” His eyes widened and he shut his mouth so fast his teeth clicked loudly.

Josiah looked at the yarn for a moment. He grinned and turned his gaze to Oscar. “You really do play with it?” Oscar nodded with a reluctance Josiah could feel. “And do you only play with it when you’re a kitty?”

Oscar scowled. “Duh! It’s not as much fun when I’m—oh!” He sat up and popped Josiah on the arm. “Stop picking on me or I’ll throw a stick when you shift!”

Josiah measured out a length of yarn and bit it off before dignifying that with an answer. “I wasn’t making fun of you, although I might have been picking a little, but only because I think it’s adorable that you play with a ball of yarn. As for the stick, have at it. Wolves aren’t fond of ‘fetch’.”

“Maybe not, but I bet I can find something you’ll chase.” Oscar tipped his hips up and wiggled them, setting his cock to bobbing from side to side. “Like this.”

“Oh yeah.” Josiah got on the bed and dropped the ball of yarn on the floor. “Now spread these sexy thighs and present your balls and cock for me.”

Oscar dropped his butt back onto the mattress and bent his legs until his heels touched his ass. “Like this?”

Josiah had to swallow before he drooled. Oscar had lightly fuzzed balls, not too big, but they hung low enough for Josiah to be able to bury his face in them. And his cock, well, it was perfect, as Josiah’s ass could testify. “Yeah,” he finally got out. “Now, I’m going to bind your cock and balls to help keep you from coming too soon.”

“Ah, I’ve seen this online before.” Oscar’s eagerness carried through their mental link as well as his voice. He even spread his legs more and thrust his hips. “Might wanna hurry up.”

“I might want to take all fucking night long,” Josiah muttered, but he lifted Oscar’s balls and pulled them gently. “Making some room,” he explained when Oscar made a questioning sound. “And now…” Josiah began winding the yarn around Oscar’s balls, careful not to make it too tight. He kept a finger between the yarn and Oscar’s nuts, measuring the tension.

By the time he had Oscar’s package tied up with a nifty little bow, Oscar was struggling to keep from touching himself. He writhed when Josiah dragged his knuckles down his stiff dick and over his balls. “Roll over, Oz. Give me your ass.”

“Fuck yeah, finally!” Oscar started to roll and whimpered. “Oh my god, Jo! I’m so glad you tied me up like that!”

Josiah grinned and helped position Oscar on his knees and elbows. Once he had him in position, Josiah planted a hand between Oscar’s shoulder blades and pushed. “All the way down, baby. I want you ass-up.”

“Okay,” Oscar wheezed out. He went down, pillowing his head on his arms.

“Now, just close your eyes and enjoy.” Josiah moved around and straddled Oscar’s back, facing Oscar’s pert ass. He rubbed Oscar’s cheeks, delighting in the slight covering of blond hair on them. Unable to wait any longer, and seeing no reason to, he pulled Oscar’s cheeks apart and exposed the tight pink hole nestled between them.

“Look at this, baby.” Josiah leant down and licked right over Oscar’s asshole. “So tight.”

He licked again as Oscar whimpered, his butt and thighs quivering. Josiah scraped the furled skin with his tongue and Oscar keened. It was the sign Josiah had waited for, Oscar’s need telling him it was time Josiah stopped teasing them both. He licked and sucked on the puckered skin until Oscar’s hole loosened up. Once it had, Josiah stiffened his tongue and speared into Oscar’s opening.

Oscar’s screech should have shattered windows. It fired Josiah’s blood and he went after Oscar’s ass like a starved man after his first meal. Oscar bucked and clawed at the bed, and his legs slid out from beneath him. Josiah moved to just behind him and dropped to his belly. He pushed his hands under Oscar and lifted him slightly. With Oscar positioned how Josiah wanted him, Josiah eagerly buried his face in Oscar’s crease.

He forgot about fucking Oscar, concentrating instead on the screams and whimpers, the pleas for more and harder and faster that fell from Oscar’s lips. Once he’d driven Oscar to babbling, Josiah raised his head enough to be able to slide a finger into Oscar’s ass.

Oscar came up on his hands and knees. “Fuck me, Jo! Fuck me now!”

Josiah pushed a second finger in and brushed Oscar’s gland. With his other hand he slapped Oscar’s butt and Oscar went wild. Before Josiah could warn him to be careful, Oscar jerked away and spun around. Josiah was tackled and pinned down by a snarling beast of a man determined to have what he wanted.

“Lube!” he yelped when Oscar gripped his dick and started lining up. Josiah grabbed Oscar’s hips and refused to let him lower himself. “Lube, Oscar, or no fucking. Not for your first time.” Oscar’s ass was probably dripping with spit, but it wouldn’t be enough to keep him slick for long.

“Fine!” Oscar stretched across Josiah and grabbed the lotion from the nightstand.

Not lotion, Josiah saw, but a pump bottle of lube. He let go of Oscar and held out his hand. “Give me plenty and I’ll do us both.”

Oscar gave him several squirts, panting shakily all the while. “Hurry hurry hurry, damn it.”

Josiah slathered his cock from tip to base then smeared the rest around Oscar’s hole. He dipped his fingers inside and Oscar yowled and grabbed his wrist. “Enough already.”

“Okay, let me—” Josiah took hold of Oscar’s hip with one hand and held his dick steady with the other. “Just ease back until—” He sucked in a sharp breath the moment Oscar’s pucker touched his cockhead. “Slow—slow so—fuck!” he shouted as Oscar dropped down fully, sinking Josiah’s cock in to the base.

Oscar didn’t shout, showed no pain at all. Instead he purred so loudly it sent vibrations all the way down to those hot, velvety muscles that clenched around Josiah’s length.

Josiah tried to say something, anything, but he couldn’t do more than gasp and shake as if he were splintering into a thousand pieces.

Then he was, because Oscar started moving, rocking slowly at first before rising up and slamming down, over and over and over until Josiah found the breath to speak. “Oz, oh god, Oscar, you’re mine, mine! Come here, baby.”

Instinct had Josiah reaching up and bringing Oscar to him. He found the spot he’d marked before. He licked it as he reached between them and tugged on the yarn. Then he bit, deep and hard. Oscar mewled, his ass constricting around Josiah’s dick, milking the cum up from his nuts. He spilled into Oscar as Oscar’s blood spilled into his mouth. He was vaguely aware of Oscar’s cum warming his belly, and Josiah knew the bond between them had been strengthened even more.

Oscar stopped mewling and he slumped heavily on top of Josiah. His breathing was slow and shaky, but deep, and Josiah could feel him, knew Oscar had been fucked unconscious pretty much, or he’d fucked Josiah until he’d passed out. Josiah wasn’t far behind him. He licked the spot he’d bitten after he released the flesh, and he kept on licking it until the bleeding stopped. Once it had, Josiah closed his eyes and follow Oscar into sleep.

He hurt, that was the first thing Oscar thought when he woke up. His shoulder was on fire and his ass was… Fuck, but his ass was sore!

But Josiah was snoring softly beside him, and Oscar remembered every second of their mating. That’s what it’d been, he knew it to his soul. The bond between them was unbreakable now. Maybe it had been before and he just hadn’t been aware of it, but whatever, now he was.

Just as he was aware his sore ass was his own damned fault. He was lucky it wasn’t worse, that Josiah had had enough sense to insist on lube, otherwise Oscar didn’t even want to think about how his backside would feel!

“Wan’ me to kiss it ‘n’ make it all better?” Josiah asked, his voice thick from sleeping. Obviously his mind was picking up Oscar’s thoughts just fine, though.

“No, it’s all good. I think a hot soak in the tub will help.” Oscar patted Josiah’s shoulder. “Just get some sleep and I’ll be back in a little while, ready to fuck you through the mattress, as the saying goes.”

“Like that’s going to help me go back to sleep now.” And Josiah did sound pretty much awake. “Go start your bath, I’ll be in there to keep you company in a minute. Gotta pee anyways.”

Oscar chuckled and got up, only to wince with each step he took. As stupid as he’d been about getting fucked, he deserved to be sore. Rushing Josiah like that hadn’t been his brightest moment.

“Stop bitching at yourself over it,” Josiah hollered from the bathroom. “And add some Epsom salts to the water if you’ve got it.”

“Yeah yeah,” Oscar grumbled, but he was smiling as he flicked on the bathroom light. In short order he found the salts. He started towards the tub but stopped upon seeing his reflection. Oscar leaned over the sink to get a closer look in the mirror. His gaze was draw to the bite. Oscar gasped. He’d known it was going to look bad but…but it was really big, and deep, and his dick went rigid as soon as he looked at the mark.

“Same way I feel over mine,” Josiah said from the doorway. “Fucking turns me on all the time.”

Oscar nodded and thwacked his forehead on the mirror. “Ow.” He rubbed his brow and straightened up. The mirror wasn’t long enough for him to see his ass, so he tried peering over his shoulder, which didn’t work so he contorted in another uncomfortable position to try to peek around his side, and Josiah, the rat, laughed at him.

“Oh fuck you,” Oscar said. “Did you leave any handprints?”

Josiah stopped laughing and came into the bathroom. He turned Oscar this way and that, touching his bottom a few times. He hummed as if contemplating something right before popping Oscar’s butt, hard.

Oscar shrieked and spun around, thunking Josiah with the bag of salts. “What the hell!”

Josiah clutched his chest. “I think you knocked my collarbone out my back! I was just showing you where the bruise was!”

Oscar glared at his mate. “You smacked me where I already had a bruise?”

Josiah snorted and rolled his eyes. “Uh, no, that would have hurt! I gave you a new one since you wanted it so badly!”

Oscar started to argue but couldn’t, really, since Josiah likely knew exactly how Oscar felt. He’d wanted as many marks from Josiah as he could have.

“Yeah, “Josiah said, “I’m liking this whole mind-reading thing. I wonder if it’ll get to where it’s a constant thing, or if we’ll have secrets.”

“Do we need secrets?” Oscar asked, keeping his tone mild and doing his best to blank his mind as he turned on the water and stopped up the tub.

“No.” Josiah rubbed Oscar’s bruised butt. “And how dumb do you think I am? I’d never say so if we did.”

If Oscar couldn’t feel that Josiah was teasing, couldn’t sense how willing he was to open himself to Oscar completely, he might have been offended. As it was, he was just really freaking horny again.