Lucas can tell his partner is dangerously close before they’ve even started. The boy’s cock is rock-hard, leaking pre-cum, his breathing rapid and his skin flushed. One wrong move and it’s all going to be over way too fast. So Lucas does what any skilled lover would — he takes control and slows everything down.
Every time the boy reaches for his own cock, Lucas gently but firmly moves his hands away. When the boy tries to grind his hips faster, Lucas holds them still with his strong hands. The frustration and arousal build in the boy’s eyes, but Lucas just smiles and leans down for a slow, deep kiss while his hand barely grazes the boy’s throbbing shaft.
When Lucas finally slides his raw cock inside, he moves with excruciating slowness — one inch at a time, pausing between each fraction of progress, letting the boy feel every detail of the penetration without the stimulation that would push him over the edge. The boy whimpers and tries to push back for more, but Lucas holds his hips firm and controls the pace. Long, deliberate strokes that pull almost completely out before slowly, slowly sliding back to the hilt. The edging goes on until the boy is literally trembling, tears forming in the corners of his eyes from the intensity of being held at the brink. When Lucas finally gives the command — whispered in his ear — the boy explodes with a force that shocks them both, his cock erupting untouched while Lucas picks up the pace and breeds him through the most intense orgasm of his life.
