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Brandon POV
I stared at the man in nude in front of me. Brushing his teeth as he watches me in the mirror, his blue eyes tracing my own body with the slightest smirk on his face. My eyes trace down his back to his ass. Two thick globes of muscle that flex so beautifully when he’s walking, sometimes taunting me to grab them and kneed them in my palms.
Nikolai notices where I’m staring and leans sightly over the sink counter. A playful toothpaste filled smile on his face as he makes a grand scene of spitting out the white substance, licking it off around his lips and back into his mouth before spitting all that out.
I stare at those plump lips I just had around my cock this morning. Hair fisted in my hand, him on his knees as I stand above him, choking him as I hear those beautiful gagging sounds. I came in his mouth, and he stood and let it spill out his mouth over my chest as he quickly went back to licking it back into his mouth to swallow, paying close attention to my nipples. He jerked himself to climax and came all over my abs and chest again and made a suggestive comment about having to “clean up again” as he repeated the actions he did with my cum. It was so fucking hot, my cock throbs at the memory.
“Like what you see, baby?” He asks, no; he taunts as he nods down at my half erection. “Nevermind. With that fuck me expression and the way Bran Jr seems eager to meet Kolya, I’d say you fucking love it.”
Before I can reply, he’s already walked across to meet me in the middle of the bathroom. My body is still wet from coming out the shower, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he wraps his arms around my waist and tugs me close so our cocks are pressed together and I let a groan slip from my throat. He chuckles and leans down to kiss my neck, slowly humping his cock into my own.
My hands travel from his where I held him on the waist to his back, before they slide further down and I grab his ass firmly, pulling him closer. He lets out a growl against my Adams apple and bites as I moan.
I want to try it. I want to be inside his tight, hot, and delicious hole. I’ve been thinking about it since the day I ate him out. Feeling him around my lips and tongue, having his taste and smell in my mouth and nose. It’s become a fixation. I almost fucking painted it. The scene. His feet on the couch, me eating him out like he’s fucking desert.
Getting myself together, I pull away panting. “Nikolai..”
He hums and tries to get back to my neck, but I stop him. “Nikolai, listen. I want to ask something.”
Sensing I’m serious, he stops, panting himself, but holds eye contact. “okay, baby. What is it?”
For a few seconds I can’t muster a word. He did tell me if I ever did want to try topping, to ask him.
What if he changed is mind?
What if he didn’t really mean it?
Is it really okay to ask this of him if I know he stated he didn’t like it before?
My mind runs rampant with multiple questions. Self-doubt. I’ve been working with my therapist about opening myself up more. Especially being more open with Nikolai. Nikolai loves me. Adores me. He wouldn’t want me to be left wanting...so it’s okay. I know I can tell him. He said it was okay. I trust him.
He doesn’t hurry me up, but his right hand comes up to stroke my face, and he gives me a small smile of encouragement. He’s been doing this often. He gives me small touches and looks of encouragement when he knows I’m struggling to speak up for myself, and it helps so much. My heart hurts and feels so full with how grateful I am to have him in my life.
Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly to steel my composure, I finally speak, “Nikolai...I would like to try out topping you. If you’d let me.”
A smile breaks out on his face as he pulls me forward into a deep and slow kiss before he pulls back and nods. “Fuck yeah, baby. I’d become a bottom whore for you if you so much as asked for that shit.”
I roll my eyes at his words and laugh. He has a way with words. They aren’t for everyone, and it took me a while to get use to it, but I love it. I did wonder if it was an American custom to speak in such a manner, but after we traveled to America and went to a few states, I realized it is not. There were a few I met close to his speech pattern, but others spoke like me. It depends on the area and state where they were raised. It was an interesting trip.
Noticing a strand of hair out of place, I reach up and tug it behind his ear.
“Next weekend. I wanna do it right. Let me clean my ass and finger myself open so you can shove this big dick inside me.” he whispers against my lips and grabs my cock and jerks it slowly in his fist. I grunt and shake my head, “No, Nikolai. I want to finger you open. Have your hole loosening around my fingers as I plunge them deep inside you.”
Our breaths become choppy against each other's lips as we stare at one another. He nods, “Fuck. Okay, baby. Anything.”
The talk ended with him carrying me up against the wall, my legs around his waist, and his cock fucking into me so hard and good I saw black for a few seconds. Though that was typical with Nikolai.
-Weekend-
I felt nervous. This afternoon Nikolai douched, but then got a call of needing to come into the office for a meeting. He almost didn’t go, but I reminded him of his duties. He texted me 2 hours ago:
Niko: Baby, I wish you were here with me so I can hold you against my chest. Jermey is a dick. Keeps threatening to make me stay later if I don’t stop sneaking away to secretly send you pics of Kolya.
Bran: Nikolai. You shouldn’t be leaving Jermey to do things alone. Behave. I’ll see you later.
Niko: *Pouty face emoji* I didn’t think you’d side with a boring dick bastard.
Bran: I’m not siding with anyone. I just see why he’s slightly annoyed.
Niko: I’m crossed with you now...
Bran: Oh, picking up on my British lingo, I see.
Niko: Fuck, just thinking about your face when you say it. The way you pout your lip is having my cock fucking throbbing for you, baby.
Bran: Nikolai.
Niko: You getting hard too, baby?
Bran: You’ll see later.
He sent a dick picture, and I left him on read. I need to focus. I bought a new bottle of lube even though we have half a bottle still left. Just in case we need more.
Now I am sitting on the bed and sent Nikolai a message telling him I’m in the bedroom and to come in when he gets back. I saw his location and had seen he just got to the parking lot of the penthouse when I sent it.
When the door opens, he stands with his usual golden retriever expression at seeing me again. He bounds in and tugs his clothes off quickly as he crosses the room and completely attacks me so I’m on the bed on my back. I’m laughing as he attacks we with kisses.
“I missed the fuck out of you, baby!” He says cheerfully and starts tugging my clothes off my body.
When he finally gives me a second to breath, now pressed between my open legs as we’re both nude, I stare up at him. “Are you ready, Nikolai?” I ask. Not believing the weekend finally came.
He holds my head in both his hands and kisses me once more. This time a bit rougher and backs away to nod. “Yeah, baby. I’m ready for you.”
When we get into a satisfying position, I freeze. Nikolai is on his hands and knees on the bed, and I am standing behind him. His feet hang between my thighs. I have the lube in my left hand and swallow. I don’t want to hurt him.
He looks over his shoulder, most likely because I haven’t made a move in a minute.
“Okay, baby?” He asks slowly and when he makes a move to get out of the position, I stop him with my right hand on his lower back, so he stops and furrows his eyebrows. “If you changed your mind, you don’t have to do it.” He assures me. I shake my head.
Truth? I really want to fuck him. This moment has been constantly replay since he agreed. I remember how he fingered me the first time, and the way he does even now, but now my inexperience is starting to catch up to me. I’ve never fingered anyone but myself. Clara doesn’t count.
He must see the war behind my features, “Lube up your fingers.” He speaks as he watches me from over his shoulder. I scramble and do as he's instructed. I get my index and middle fingers lubed up generously, a bit too much actually. Some drips down to the floor. “Okay, now open me up and rub one of your fingers over my rim. Get it nice and sopping for you.” He speaks, his voice low as he watches me follow his instructions.
When I am rubbing my index finger against his hole, I pant. My cock pulses and I can feel precum dripping down my thigh. Nikolai is breathing roughly and still watching me. When I make eye contact with him after watching his hole twitch from my finger rubbing, he gives me a nod. A silent instruction to start pushing my finger inside.
I do. Very slow. Nikolai groans and tightens but breaths and starts to loosen as I press the finger inside him until it hits the knuckle.
“Nikolai? Are you okay?” I ask and stroke his hip with my left hand; he nods. “Keep going, baby. Fuck me with it. Loosen me up.” He directs and presses his hips back towards me as he lays his head in his arms and I see his hand go down between him and the mattress to start fisting his cock slowly.
It takes a while before I finally move two fingers inside him at a moderate pace. He is grunting and panting while I keep aiming to stroke his prostate which took me a minute to find and have been abusing ever since I did. He groans so beautifully every time I hit it.
“Fuck, baby. Yes. Fuck your fingers in me. Make my cock drip all over the bed for you.” He grunts again and when he releases his cock and grabs my wrist and holds it steady as he starts to fuck himself back roughly, I am in shock. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
Nikolai’s back muscles are moving with his tattoos, his dripping cock head is making a mess of the blanket under him, his hips are tilted slightly up as his head is down inside the crease of his left arm and now his hand is gripping my wrist so tightly I can feel his desire.
If I thought seeing Nikolai on top of me as he fucks me into a mattress was the optimum wet dream picture, then this does not compare. Him on his hands and knees with my fingers giving his dripping hole pleasure.
Something primal seeps in me. I want my cock inside him now, not just my fingers. I want to have my cum buried so deep inside him, the same way he’s had me.
I remove my fingers, and a sound of protests comes from Nikolai and he’s turning to see why I stopped but I press him down by the nape of his neck as I use my left hand to lube my cock and line the head against his hole. A pleasurable chuckle comes from Nikolai as he presses his ass back against the head of my cock and I watch in awe as his body opens for me slowly. His hole clenches around my head for the intrusion, and I hold still to let him get used to it.
“Mmm, baby, your huge cock in going inside me so nicely. How do I feel? Tell me. How does my tight, wet, hot hole feel around you?” He stares up at me from the corner of his eye as he smirks at me. I let go of his nape and fist his hair, removing the stands that were on his face.
When he shoves his hips back and forces me more into his body, I moan and accidentally press forward and when I go to stop, he moans, “Inside me, Lotus flower. Fucking shove your dick inside my fucking ass.” He grounds out and I hesitate for a second before I realize that Nikolai knows what he wants. He likes pain. It turns him on every time I’m rough with him in any sense.
I swallow, take a moment, then I slam the rest of my length inside him until my hips smack up against his cheeks and I swear I see fucking galaxies. He’s so tight and so right that I can feel my balls drawing up, and I reach between us and squeeze the base and bite my lip. I refuse to finish before I’ve enjoyed him some more.
Nikolai slowly gets up so he’s back on his hands again, my right hand still tangled in his hair. He watches me over his shoulder. A shit eating grin on his lips like he knows something I don’t. I suppose he does in a sense. He knows how good a hole feels.
He glances down at the way I’m holding my base and a playful eyebrow goes up, then he slowly slips my cock out of him as I watch mesmerized before he slams back against me and I remove my hand from my base as both my hands fly to his hips to grab him hard and hold him still.
“Hands behind your back, baby. Let me fuck you. Let me show you how amazing my hole is for you. I’ll make you cum so hard you’ll become me, begging to be in your ass every second of every day.” He flirted.
Fuck. Nikolai is a fucking power bottom. A filthy one.
I swallow and slowly place my hands clasped behind my back. That was the only answer Nikolai needed as he started moving hard and so fast, I choked on my breath. He Has his head tilted up to the ceiling; his feet are now clasped to the back of my thighs to hold me in place as he fucks himself to oblivion on my cock.
“N-Niko! Fuck. You’re so fucking good. You feel so fucking good.” I moan and my thighs tighten. He chuckles breathlessly as his hand goes under him to fist his cock fast.
My body produces hot and cold waves vibrating through my whole body, my toes curling. My balls are drawn so far up but I refuse to cum yet. I want to keep watching Nikolai. His back arched. His hair is everywhere. He looks like the best porn star.
I can’t control it when I reach forward and grab his hair into a fist, and he growls and turns his head. I am already close and pressing deeper inside him. I capture his lips with mine and we both get into the sloppiest make out session. I can feel his thighs shaking against the front of mine as we’re pressed together. He’s still moving, and I reach between us and take over fisting his cock as he uses the leverage of having both his hands. He has them both bawled up into fists and pressed into the mattress and now he fucks himself back on me harder and faster and i grab his hips and move with him. Meeting each thrust.
“Fuck, baby! I’m gonna fucking cum with your cock buried so deep inside me. Fuck your cum into me.” He growls and that’s all my sanity can take before I let out a broken moan of his name, and I press my hips so hard against him his back arches even more, my fist tightening in his hair. My cum breeds him so well. He growls and follows me. Still moving his hips to milk me but humping into my fist to milk himself.
Nothing but panting is heard as I am slumped over his back. Still reeling from my first time topping Nikolai. I don’t think I want that to be the only time. I want to see Nikolai like that again.
Slipping out of him slowly, he and I both hiss. Me from overstimulation and him from soreness. He turns on his back and lets out a deep breath and smiles at me as I lay on his chest.
“Was that okay?” I ask him in a whisper.
“Baby, I’m officially your bottom bitch anytime you ask for that shit.” He then pulls me into the most loving and strong kiss and embrace. Wrapping me in his arms like he’s keeping me safe from everything in the moment. Being selfish and holding me to himself in not a claiming way...but is so that as well.
I know, at this moment, I need to paint this scene. Not because it’ll be part of the other secret painting we have in our closet of our other sexcapades, but because I need to capture the love, trust, and loyalty of this moment.
I love Nikolai with everything I have. I can feel he does too.