Peeping Tom

He growls before he starts undoing my pants by pulling at the thin strings of leather holding them together at the sides, loosening the tight hold they have on my hips so he can peel them down my long legs. A small feral sound comes from his throat as my cock is released from the constricting fabric, it's an angry purple in color, thick veins crawling in rivers up the ridged flesh. Precum already oozing from the slit.

I feel myself gasp as he lets a moist tongue dart out to taste the little drops gathering in the slit.

"You're beautiful Tom, you know that? How pretty your body is. Please take off your mask. I want to see your face. I want to see my treat.."

I whimper at his words, and reach up with shaky hands to tug the mask away from my face. A thin layer of damp sweat covers my upper face from having the rubber so tight against my skin for so long, and I don't feel pretty, not at all..

But that look in his eyes.. it tells me different, I feel wanted in those eyes. He crawls up my body sucking a nipple ring into his mouth worrying it between his teeth, before he leans up and kisses my eyelids, my temples, my cheekbones, rubbing his thumb over my lips, so I can feel the sour sweet taste of my own precum on that digit. I suck that thumb in between my lips, biting at the appendage, lavishing it with spit. He groan against my face "You are so beautiful Tom.. Do you really want me to fuck you? Am I really that lucky?"

"Oh god yes! Please.. I-I've.. ah! I've wanted this for so long, I've wanted you for so long.. it hurts. It hurts so bad Louis.. please, please, please help me."

Hot tears press on again, and I have no chance of stopping them, I feel so lucky, I can't help it.. I know I shouldn't have said that, and I suddenly fear that he'll leave me now. That he'll ask me what I meant. And I know that I can't lie to him. I could never lie to this man hovering over me, his heat beating down on my skin in a tender caress.. just the presence of him on his knees above me making me roll my hips up into thin air, wanting something to rub my hardness against. Shit! And I know.. I know that if he asks.. if he asks, then he'll kick me out. Probably.. Fuck!

He laughs into my ear, licking my outer shell while he rubs a hand against my flesh, making me moan into the hair falling over my face in thick waves. "What do you mean that you've wanted me for so long? We just met kitten.."

"No.. I-ah.. gods, I'm your neighbour. I've known who you are for two years now. I've watched you.. and I've wanted you. Ever since that first time I saw you in the hallway, I've craved for you.. but I haven't been able to come up to you sooner, afraid that you would push me away, reject me... that's why I wore the mask. So that it wasn't me you pushed away.. not really."

I look into his eyes, something between amazement, amusement and hint of horror flicking through them. I've never seen this look on his face before. A smile glides over his lips before he leans down to rub his nose against my neck, sucking my flesh into his mouth. I know there will be a mark tomorrow. Gods, a thrill of joy seeps through me when I realize that.. he has marked me. And he isn't leaving.

"Why on earth would you think that I could have rejected something as hot as this kitten? Only a madman would refuse to fuck that tight ass of yours.."

I feel a shiver course through me as he starts licking his way down my body. Leaving a trail of little red hickeys all the way down from my chin to my hip bone. "You love this don't you Tom? The feeling of me tasting you? Marking you? I can feel your cock harden in my hand every time I bite into your flesh."

I can only nod in response and he chuckles against my thigh again, that thrilling sound of his low laugh caressing my skin, making goose bumps raise, even when I feel too hot. And he is still moving down between my legs, bending them back so that he is kissing the underside of my knees, tights, ass, using almost only his tongue now.. licking in long languid strokes across my flesh. Oh, so-so close; but never just close enough.

I feel desperation well up inside me, a whine escaping my lips. Oh gods!

"Tell me Tom, tell me what you need..what do you want me to do?" He swipes his tongue down my crack, stopping just over my hole. And I can feel it twitching. Unsure if I'm doing it on purpose, or if it's my body being that desperate for his touch.

"Ah! Fuck Louis. You know what I want. Stop teasing me... just, just lick my ass, stick your tongue into my fuckhole and tonguefuck me."

He chuckles again before he breathes out a hot breath of air against my twitching hole. And yes.. I know it's twitching now, and it's not me doing it on purpose.. I can fucking feel my body crave for him. And when he lets his tongue glide over my entrance, I have to bite my lip to stop myself from cumming. Just from that.. 'Shit!'

"I..I.. can't. Fuck! Louis.. I won't be able to hold back. Shit.. I'll cum if you stick your tongue into my ass.."

"But you want it, don't you?" He licks over my hole one more time, pressing the tip of his tongue against it, just barely, but enough.. I have to swallow my gasp before I start shaking with the effort to hold back.

"Fuck yes, I want it.."

And I cum when he plunges his tongue into my ass, licking my insides while he pumps my cock, milking it as I writhe under him, my whole body spasming as my ass tries to suck him inside.

I lay panting under him while he wriggles a finger inside me, searching for that spot. It's already swollen from my first orgasm and I scream when he brushes it, arching my back, and he uses the opportunity to slip a second finger in alongside the first, making a shiver run through me. But it isn't enough..

"More.. fuck! I need more Louis."

I hear a growl coming from him, and he slips the fingers out in a harsh motion before he is on me, kissing me brutally while he fists my hair, almost hurting me, while he rubs our cocks together. The feeling of him so hard against me, makes my dick swell alongside his till it stands proud again. A little shorter, just a little smaller against his. But I knew that already, I expected it to look like that.. or, what I expected isn't even near to the real thing, but.. I knew he would be just that much bigger than me.

I watch how he uses both of our precum, alongside some of my first load to slick up his dick. Making it wet and slick.

And I see how he lifts up a bit so he can position his mushroom head against my entrance, rubbing his cock up and down my crack.. "Gods, Tom.. I'm sorry, but I just want to plunge into you..I really don't want to prepare you. You think you can take that? You think you can take my cock in your greedy little fuckhole without being prepared."

"Fuck Louis.. just please fuck me. I can take it.. I've been fucking myself with a dildo every night, sometimes several times a day.. fantasizing that it was your cock in my ass.."

Again, he seems a bit shocked at my words, probably wonders if its true, and oh god, it feels like forever. But he gather himself before he smirks, flipping me over so that I'm on my knees, my face pressed into the pillows.And then his hands are on me, rubbing my ass cheeks, grabbing, massaging, spreading my hole for him with his fingers. He spits on my hole and I flinch under him as I feel it run down my crack, coating my balls.

I feel how his head pushes through, and I savour that feeling. That burning pain filling my ass.. I want him to go slow, to make me really feel it.. while at the same time I long for him to fuck me raw. I want to make him lose himself inside me. So I push back so his balls slap against mine, and his breath come out in the most delicious sounds I have ever heard, and I find myself dimly thinking that I hope I remembered to turn on the recorder..

'I think I did...'

But all thoughts are slammed out as he plunges in again, hitting that special spot dead on, making white stars obscure my view, and all thoughts become muffled under his intense heat as he cradles me from behind while he rocks his hips gently. The warmth of his body like a blanket over me, black strands of hair caressing my shoulders, my sides. Soft lips kissing my shoulder blades as I milk his cock with my ass muscles, rocking gently back against his hips.

"Ah gods.. Aaa-aah.. fuck, you're so tight kitten.."

I whimper under him, wanting so desperately to make him go faster, deeper. While at the same time I want him to be this close. His breath caressing the tiny hairs on the back of my neck, while his hand is sneaked around my body, jerking my cock. The other intertwine into my fingers, pushing my hand into the mattress..

The black kittens paws rolled up around my wrists.

It feels like he is holding a golden string inside my body. Every time he moves his cock, I can feel it tighten in places I have never felt before. All the way from my toes to my fingers and all the way to the top of my head. Behind my eyes.. the coil in my stomach is so tight its hard to breathe. Little white stars dance behind my eyelids and I find myself tighten all my muscles in an effort to regain some sense of control.

The sheer heat from his body, and the way it feels when he nibbles on my earlobe while harsh puffs of air comes out from his nose as he tries to hold back is driving me crazy. I need him to go faster, to take me harder. If he keeps this almost lazy pace up.. I'll surely die.

"Faster!! Fuck.. ah! Mhhmm.. harder. Please!! please, please Louis! I can't, I can't survive this pace... ah, I can feel your cock so good inside me.. shit, I'll die if you don't stop this.. this torture.."

He doesn't say anything, but I can feel him move behind me, feel how he

pulls out, just the head resting against my gaping hole. A hand pushes at the middle of my back, pressing me further down.

I scream when he plunges inside with a harsh shove. And he isn't slowing down. The pace brutal, fucking me so hard, my knees are losing their grip on the cotton fabric of his sheets, making me slide further and further down as he keeps fucking me raw. And holy hell! It feels so good, I can't stop screaming... like a fucking girl while I try to say his name, over and over again, reminding myself of just who it is fucking me like no tomorrow..

And then the string snaps, unravelling fast, too fast.. making my whole body tense for seconds before I come so hard I see nothing for what feels like a thousand thundering heartbeats, stopping the breath in my lungs. And he never stops his brutal pace, dragging my orgasm out, forcing a third one to follow only minutes behind the second, this one even stronger. I have to bite down into the mattress to keep from dying. Because I know I'm dying. Nothing has ever felt this painfully good. Nothing has ever made me feel so aware of my body.

And then he is cumming too, his hips jerking against me as he pants out a breath of my name. Nothing I have ever heard has been that beautiful. I can feel something hot and sticky run down my thighs as he pulls out to collapse next to me.. but I don't care. I welcome the feeling, and when he wraps his arms around me and cradles me against his body, his heart thundering against my back. Nothing else matters. Nothing has ever felt this perfect, this complete. And I wish we could make a vacuum of time around us..

I have some explaining to do.. I know that. I have to find a way to say everything without saying anything. Cross my fingers and toes, and pray to the gods that he'll let me try to explain if he ever finds out my little secret.

If he'll keep me that is... I feel a smile creep over my face as I snuggle back into his warmth, basking in the soft sound coming from him as he wraps a hand around me and hugs me tighter back against his chest.

I have a good feeling about this. Maybe. Just maybe.. I don't have to sit behind my monitors to look at him in the future..