he was stretched wide enough for what I wanted to do next.
I leaned in and ran the tip of my tongue around the tense edges of his hole, making his ass clench for entirely different reasons. Out of the corner of my eye--though I couldn’t see his face much over his perfectly round ass--I saw him trying to look back at me, his eyes wide with aroused concern. I'd never given him a rimjob or eaten him. We didn't tend to take things slow when we had sex. It was hot, heavy, raw...but this time, he wasn't taking my cock; he was taking a cone-shaped hunk of hard black silicone as wide as my fist.
I was huge, but I wasn't packing a cannon.
He gave up on trying to look at me and buried his face, mask and all, in his arms with a quivering moan. I was beginning to think he liked having no fucking idea what was going on, though he did know the plug was coming eventually, and that had to be scaring him even more than my worship of his yawning hole.
He just didn’t know when it was coming.
I was going to warn him, of course, but only so he knew what a good boy he was being. Pups needed constant affirmation when taking something as huge as that tail plug, after all.
I pressed my mouth against his entrance and filled him with my tongue, grinning when he ground his ass against my face with a surprised gasp. I ate his ass like the delicious appetizer it was, relishing in the way his body trembled and writhed in response to my tongue.
I couldn't see much with my face against his ass, but I could tell from the way he was vibrating like he'd been plugged into the wall that he was on the verge of coming just from that. For a moment, I considered pulling away instead of letting him climax, but I decided to give him the gift of two orgasms tonight, since he was being such a good boy.
I closed my eyes and focused on tending to his hole. I didn't need to touch his cock to make him come, anyway. Especially not when he was squirming the way he was, whimpering, whining, gasping, twitching…
He only lasted a few minutes before his entire body convulsed with his first orgasm, his ass clamping down hard on my fingers as his back arched again. He let out a cry of ecstasy, and I could hear the leather paws strapped to his hands grinding against the sleek metal surface of the exam table as he writhed. He finally collapsed with his ass in the air, supported only by my strength, and lay prone, his body jerking with the aftershocks of his pleasure.
"Good boy," I said again as I pulled away, withdrawing my fingers and massaging his hole. It was soft and pliable now that it had been stretched, and the fact that he was relaxed now made an even bigger difference.
My gaze lingered on the come that had splashed onto the table, milky strings still connecting the small puddle to Chaz's crown as his cock hung between his legs. The sight made my own cock strain against my pants more than ever, to the point where I felt like I was being tortured by my own need, but it wasn't my turn just yet.
“Are you ready for the tail?” I asked him.
He hesitated before nodding.
I replaced my fingers with the narrow tip of the lubricated plug, watching Chaz's expression through the hood's eyeholes. His eyes were closed at the moment, but when I pushed an inch or two of silicone into him, they fluttered open, and his groggy gaze locked on mine as he made another thin but excited whimpering sound.
"Be good, and don't squirm. Just relax, and slow your breathing," I coached him, pulling the plug back a bit only to push it forward, twisting it ever so slightly, working it in like I'd worked in my fingers.
He obeyed, his muscles loosening up as his back rose and fell with long, deep breaths accentuated by occasional gasps as the plug rubbed against his prostate. When his ass stretched to accommodate the plug at its widest point, he glanced back at me and whined again, his eyes watering. His cock betrayed how much he was enjoying himself, though, standing at half-mast and getting stiffer by the second. I grasped the flared base of the plug in one hand