"Slave" is Not My Title

I'm Kade Blyne and I guess my story is a little confusing. But what you need to know really is that I'm in a loving relationship with Mason Strike and am currently studying to go back to law school.

masonstrike:

*As Kade rocks back against his fingers, he plunges harder and faster, relentlessly pushing against his prostate with each stroke. His own climax is building fast, heat undulating through him in overwhelming waves. As Kade focuses solely on his own erection, pumping him mercilessly, he trembles lightly, knowing he was so close as he thrusts upward. So, so close. All it takes is Kade’s cry of his name as he feels him spill and he follows seconds after, moaning Kade’s name loudly as pleasure sears through him. His vision turns white as he drifts down from his high breathless and panting. Pulling Kade’s face toward him for a kiss, he moans quietly*

*Kade shakes a bit as he comes, his climax rocketing through him, feeling Mason spill over his hand only a few seconds later. Well that was reassuring. He no longer feels like an inexperienced teenager. He rests his body against Mason’s as they drift down from their climax together, Kade’s hand coaxing every bit of it out of him. He kisses Mason back, a bit sloppily, but eagerly, his breath still coming in pants.* I’ll have you now… *he spoke against his lips* that I have every intention of riding you silly… But I guess we just didn’t get that far… * and that comes with a light smirk as he kisses Mason again*