Twist Me by Mia Monroe

Mitsu

“Now let me see these toys.”

Grey smiles, truly beaming. “Okay, first, my drawer of dicks.”

I stand and follow him to the tall dresser in the room. He opens the top drawer, and as I peer inside, I’m met with a variety of silicone penises.

“This is the one I wear a lot.” He lifts one that is in a flaccid state. “You felt it. It’s comfortable and soft.”

“It truly is.”

“This one,” he lifts a much larger version, “is when I need Big Dick Energy.”

I laugh softly, running a finger across it. “This is definitely that.”

“It’s a nightclub look.”

“I like it.”

“This one is for topping, should I choose to.” He picks it up and flexes the penis part so it’s extended. I’m surprised by how realistic it is.

“May I touch it?”

“Yes.”

Grey hands it to me and I take it, manipulating it in my hands. “Have you used it?”

“Virgin, remember?”

“Right. You bought it just in case?”

He shrugs. “Impulse buy. It was on sale.”

I smile, handing it back to him. “You can select your penis based on your mood.”

“Yeah. I have these amazing briefs with a pocket that you can slide the packer into, but there’s a new one I want that you can attach directly to your skin. You can pee standing up with it too.”

“Is that important to you?”

“Not really. Everyone is different with what matters to them. I don’t need to stand to feel masculine, but it’s important for others. So we have options.”

“Important.”

“Yep.”

Grey closes the drawer and walks over to his nightstand, pulling open the bottom drawer. He lifts a black shoe box from it and places it on the bed, motioning for me to join him. I stand next to him, interested to see what’s in his collection. He starts removing items, explaining each of them to me. There’s a variety of dildos and vibrators, butt plugs and beads, and warming lubes.

“Impressive.”

Grey nods. “A man has needs.”

“Indeed.”

“I saved the best for last though. You’re not even ready for this.”

Smirking, I cross my arms over my chest. “I’m not, huh?”

“Nope. Sit down. I’ll be right back.”

“I’ll be here.”

Grey crosses the small room and steps inside his closet. He comes out a minute later, holding something in his arms. After setting it on the bed, he pulls it out of a black velvet bag and holds it out to me like a newborn baby.

“Behold. The Ass Fucker 2000.”

“What?”

“That’s my name for it.” He hands me a hefty piece of machinery that looks like something you would use in construction. “It attaches to the bed, and I can use any size dildo I want.”

I look up at him in pure awe. “I understand now why sex was so comfortable.”

He nods enthusiastically. “Yep. I get fucked a lot. Just by a machine.”

I laugh softly as my dick swells in my jeans. “This is unexpectedly arousing to me.”

“Yeah?” Grey’s eyes soften. “Would you like to see how it works?”

I exhale slowly. “I would. Very much.”

Grey’s pale cheeks flush pink. “I think I’d like to show you.”

He takes the apparatus from me, working for a few minutes to attach it to the footboard. Then he digs in his toy box and produces a nice-size dildo.

“I’ve started calling this one The Master.”

I laugh in surprise. “What?”

“It’s a Mitsu-size dick. It’s perfect.”

Smiling, he screws it onto the end of the extended pole on his fucking machine. Next, he grabs lube and pours some on the dildo. When he’s finished, he turns around to me, his bold smile subdued by his obvious desire.

“I’m about to live out the fantasy I’ve had since I met you. If you’ll help me.”

“Anything you want, Grey. Anything.”

“Kiss me?”

I don’t bother answering as I pull him on top of me and fall back onto the bed, his weight a delightful pleasure. Our mouths meet, full of heat and desire and love. And now I know the love is not just on my end. I want to turn this man inside out until every fantasy, wish, and buried desire is exposed, experienced, and he is absolutely sated.

Grey kisses with an unrestrained passion that leaves me breathless. I pull the bun from his hair, leaving it loose and falling down over me like a silk curtain as he explores my mouth, sucking my tongue and moaning contentedly against my lips.

“I love you,” he whispers.

I tighten my grip around his gorgeous body. “I love you.”

Grey hoists himself up so he’s straddling me, gazing down with hooded eyes as he tugs my shirt up. I help him by lifting my arms, and then I close my eyes, lost in the glorious heat of his mouth as he kisses my neck, sucks my nipples, and sprinkles kisses until he’s dragging his tongue beneath the waistband of my jeans.

“I want to eat you,” he says, his voice raspy, surprising me with his sudden aggression. “I want you inside of me all the time.”

I rise up slightly, cupping his face. “I am, Grey. I am always with you.”

He nods, holding my gaze for a few lustful moments until he returns his attention to getting my jeans off. I lift my hips to aid in their removal, then slump onto the bed as his hot mouth latches onto my erection. I sit up again, balanced on my elbows, to watch him as he worships my cock. He swirls his tongue over my slit, lapping up my precum.

“You taste so good,” he moans before sliding my length down his throat.

I bury my fingers in his hair, arching my back when he sucks my balls into his mouth, massaging them with his tongue, then moves further down, licking his way to my entrance. I lift my legs, giving him access, lost in absolute pleasure.

Grey sucks my hole, alternating with his fingers as he massages my entrance, and suddenly the idea of him entering me materializes. A streak of heat shoots through my core, causing me to push Grey off of me before I lose it far too soon.

I twist him around so he’s on his back and manage to peel off his clothes while attacking his mouth.

“Tell me the fantasy,” I whisper, tugging his bottom lip between my teeth. “Tell me what I’m doing to you tonight.”

Grey’s blue eyes shift up to mine. He is a vision of desire right now with his blown pupils, damp and puffy lips, rose-colored cheeks.

“My god, you are beautiful.”

A sweet smile pulls at his lips. “Make me more beautiful, Mitsu. Twist me apart. Cover me in you. I want to be left with nothing.”

“I want that too. I want every ounce of your desire drawn out and laid before me.” I brush his hair from his forehead. “I am honored to be the man you share your body with.”

“Not just my body. Everything. You have my everything.”

“And you have mine, my love.”

He gazes into my eyes as a slow smile spreads on his lips. “My fantasy is to be on my back, getting my ass fucked by the machine and my mouth fucked by you.”

“Anything else?”

“There might be some ropes involved, but I don’t have those here.”

“Do you have anything that could substitute?”

His eyes light up. “I have some ties.”

“Would you like to use those? I can be creative.”

“Oh god, yes. Please.”

His words draw a smile to my lips. “Your wish is my command.” I kiss his forehead. “Where are they?”

“In the closet behind the door.”

“Stay.”

“I will.”

I crawl off of him and head to the closet, quickly selecting three ties, then return to him. He’s watching me with eager eyes as I climb back onto the bed.

“Get in the position you want to be in.”

Grey scrambles, twisting around so his legs are propped on the footboard. Rising on my knees, I tie each ankle to the wrought iron frame, tightening enough to keep him stable but not uncomfortable.

“Good?”

“So good,” he murmurs.

I move up and bind his wrists together in front of him, tugging to make sure they’re secure. “Show me how to use your machine, Grey. Show me how to fuck you with it.”

He moans, closing his eyes briefly. “There’s a red switch on the side, and it bends a little so you can line it up well.”

It takes me a moment to move, completely mesmerized by his helplessness, his heaving chest and flushed cheeks, his dick jutting proudly. His eyes burn into me, silently pleading for me to bring his fantasy to life. I exhale for a moment in an attempt to ground myself. I want this to be everything he’s ever dreamed of, but my almost painfully hard cock just wants to be buried inside him.

“You’re leaking,” Grey whispers as his eyes move to my dick.

I glance down, using my thumb to catch the droplets of precum, then feed it to him, smiling as he sucks hungrily.

“More,” he begs.

“Patience, beloved.”

His eyes widen. “Beloved?”

“Do you like that?”

“Fuck yes, oh my god, yes.”

“Then I’ll call you that because you are my beloved.”

He shakes his head. “How are you so perfect for me?”

“Because I was created for you.” I cup his chin. “And you for me.”

Grey nods. “Yes.”

After one more hungry kiss, I return to my task, pulling the machine into position and aligning the head of the dildo with Grey’s tempting pucker. I hit the switch, watching as it comes to life. It’s a slow back and forth motion.

“There’s a knob next to the button to increase the speed.”

“How much speed do you want?”

“You know. Make me crazy.”

“You’re not sore from last night?”

“I’ll survive.”

A smile pulls at my lips. “Ready?”

“So ready.”

I twist the knob, watching in awe as Grey’s beautiful ass swallows the length of the dildo and slowly increasing the speed until he’s writhing and lifting his hips to fuck himself onto it. Once I’ve watched for a few delicious moments, I straddle his face, sliding my cock down his throat. Grey moans, sending shivers of desire through me as the vibrations move within my body.

He makes gagging noises, which I’ve come to learn he enjoys while slurping on my dick. Inspiration hits, and I twist around so I can fuck his mouth and see the machine at the same time. I hover above him, as if doing a push up, and plunge into his throat, fucking slowly and trying to measure my reaction to the sensory overload happening right now. Lowering down, I manage to get his cock between my lips, sucking until his body nearly flies off the bed.

“Fuck,” he murmurs around my dick. “Yesssss,” a low moan leaves his lips as he shudders against me in his first orgasm.

I don’t let up, sucking harder as I bury my face between his legs. As the dildo pulls out, I lap my tongue there, trading off until he’s a whimpering mess beneath me. My own orgasm is building, but I’m not ready yet, so I pull out of his throat—to his protests—and go back to his cock, working him over until he explodes again.

“Sit…on...face…” he ekes out.

I obey, burying my hole over his mouth. He laps at me as if saving a melting ice cream cone, so I up the speed on the machine, watching it pound into him. Grey thrashes against his restraints, biting my ass cheek.

“Too much?” I check.

“No,” he bites out. “So close.”

With that, I twist around, straddling his chest and feeding my cock to his hungry mouth again. I fuck into his throat, quickly feeling the pressure rise until I can no longer fight back the tide. I explode, completely lost in the sensation of his hot mouth clamped around me, swallowing every drop I give him until it dribbles from the side of his mouth. He tenses beneath me once again, releasing a weak whimper, and I know he’s reached his limit.

Reaching behind me I turn the machine off, tilting it back, and then wrap my arms around him, kissing him hard.

“Thank you,” he whispers.

I gaze down at him, wiping tears from his cheeks. “Fantasy complete?”

“You are beyond.” He exhales slowly. “Please tell me—” His words break from emotion.

I stroke his cheek, brushing the hair stuck to his face away. “What is it, beloved? Please tell you what?”

After a few silent seconds of giving him space to compose himself, he fixes his eyes on me. “Tell me this will never end. I know you can’t promise it, no one can, but tell me anyway and I’ll believe it.”

Smiling, I lean in and kiss his lips. “This will never end, Grey. As long as I’m breathing, it will never end.”

Nodding, he smiles. “Thank you.”