Taming The Bad Boy By Ivy Coleman Chapter 36

Sam’s eyes closed as Hunter’s taunting fingers slowly pulled his jacket from his body. He tossed it aside, his hungry hands desperate for more as they replaced the emptiness with Sam’s warm skin, slipping under his shirt and resting upon his slim waist.

Sam cupped the back of Hunter’s head, straddling his thick thighs as his fingers tangled into the dark black locks and tugged in want. Hunter smirked, his dark, forest green eyes roaming over Sam’s face as he tauntingly placed his lips besides Sam’s, teasing him by not quite kissing him but only brushing his lips over the soft, thinner ones.

Sam bit his lip, a deep growl rumbling from Hunter as he snatched the plump flesh from between the teeth caging it. Hunter soothed his hands up Sam’s arms, pulling his arms so they were wrapped around his neck again, his own hands falling to Sam’s waist again as he spanned his large hands up and down.

He nuzzled his nose into Sam’s cheek, kissing his tender flesh lightly as his lips nibbled at Sam’s earlobe, biting playfully. “We can’t do anything too much, you know?” Hunter rasped out as Sam frowned. Sam pulled back, his eyes searching Hunter’s.

“Why?”

Hunter threw his head back, a deep, throaty laugh rasping from him as he smacked Sam’s bottom, a sharp noise echoing around the room as Sam inhaled sharply, gasping in shock. “Look at you, you naughty boy.” Hunter teased, “So horny.” he tutted as he trailed his fingertip over Sam’s lip, dipping his fingertip inside as Sam shyly tried to turn his head away.

Hunter chuckled deeply, grasping Sam’s chin with his one hand in a strong grip as his other hand continued to trace the outer lines of his lips. “I never said we can’t have fun. We just can’t do too much because of your leg!” Sam frowned, brows furrowing. He was too shy to say so but he wanted to say how his leg was fine and that Hunter could do as he pleased. But Sam could never come out and say that because he knew the lion really would tackle him if his prey just gave himself up.

Hunter’s hands seeped under Sam’s waistband, his warm fingertips grabbing his behind harshly, leaving red marks. Hunter’s lips attached to Sam’s neck, sucking roughly as he graze his canines over the tender Resh before biting.

Hunter, exposing his neck.

down. Sam yelped, a moan mixed with a cry as he angled his head away from Hunter continued to suck at the skin until a large hickey marked what was his.

He pulled back, kissing the red skin as he admired his work that showed everyone his Bambi was off limits.

Hunter’s hand was about to roam around to Sam’s front, but Sam quickly caught Hunter’s wrist, stopping Hunter as Hunter looked up at him in confusion. He frowned, his black brows knitting together as he worried for a moment he had hurt Sam or Sam was in too much pain to continue.

Sam went beet red, averting his eyes as he shyly messed with his fingers. “Yo-you’re always touching me… I-I wanna touch you…”

Hunter’s wolfish smirk grew large, his teeth glinting devilishly as he bit his lip, biting Sam’s jawline as he chuckled deeply. The larger boy spread his legs, his jeans straining against his thick thighs as well as his member that was growing harder with each passing second.

Hunter grasped Sam’s hand, guiding it towards the bulge in his jeans as he placed Sam’s trembling hand on top of him, Sam almost choking out at just how large it felt beneath his hand.

Sam doubted he could make Hunter feel good since he was so nervous and inexperienced, yet Sam was madly in love with Hunter and he hadn’t even seen Hunter fully naked yet. He too craved to touch him.

Hunter trailed his tongue up Sam’s ear, catching it between his teeth as he left another hickey behind Sam’s ear. The boy was already turning into a leopard, dark red splodges adorning over his small body.

Hunter’s lips brushed against Sam’s ear, his eyes turning dark and lustful as he practically purred down Sam’s ear, “Ask Daddy nicely.”

Sam’s eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat as he inhaled quickly. He wasn’t expecting it and so he was still, unable to move as Hunter chuckled tauntingly down his ear.

Sam found himself being tossed onto his back, his leg being gripped by Hunter carefully, so it wouldn’t get hurt as Hunter tackled him to the ground.

Watching his leg carefully, Hunter let it go as he lowered it to the ground, making sure his leg was okay before he looked away.

Hunter crawled over Sam, straddling Sam’s waist for a second as he sat back on his feet and reached behind him, yanking his shirt off. He tossed it aside before doing the same to Sam, gently peeling the shirt away from him.

Hunte lowered his head, his hungry lips covering the squirming boy in hickey’s as Hunter made sure not a single piece of flesh went untouched on his chest. Sam hit Hunter’s shoulder softly as he whined beneath him, “I mean it… I wanna touch you too.”

Hunter stopped his actions, looking up as he licked his bottom lip, debating before he exhaled slowly and sat back up. Hunter was so unsure because he just always had the urge to please Sam. He didn’t know if he could sit there and let Sam do all the work without touching Sam.

Hunter patted Sam’s side, jerking his head up to motion for Sam to turn around so he would be lying on his stomach. “Let’s compromise. Turn over.” Sam did as Hunter said, Hunter’s steady eyes watching his leg in case he hurt it, but it was honestly fine, never once hurting Sam since Hunter was being rough and dominant yet caring and ready to stop if Sam even felt a flicker of pain.

Sam awaited Hunter’s instructions, yelping as Hunter’s calloused fingers hooked in the waistband of Sam’s trousers and yanked the boy back so that he was straddling Hunter’s face as Hunter laid down.

Hunter didn’t even waste a second, devouring the boy immediately as he pulled Sam’s trousers down and took Sam into his mouth. Sam closed his eyes, his teeth clenching as he felt Hunter’s teasing tongue swirl around his tip.

Hunter really was skilled with his mouth and always left Sam breathless, his stomach twisting as his hips tried to jerk back.

Sam’s clumsy fingers fiddled with Hunter’s belt as the tall boy spread his muscular thighs for Sam. Sam kept gasping, filthy moans falling from his lips as he tried to quieten himself down so no one passing by could hear.

Slowly, he managed to unbutton Hunter’s jeans, his fingers shakily hooking into the waistband of the black Calvin Klein’s as he gulped, awaiting the sight of the beast below.

Sam gulped as his eyes rolled over the large member resting against Hunter’s straining abs. Sam’s fingers trembled as he was numbed silent, unable to move as he was unsure how he should react.

Hunter continued to please the smaller boy, his merciless tongue swirling around Sam’s swollen tip that continuously dripped with pre-cum. Hunter felt stiff and rigid underneath Sam, he wanted Sam to hurry up and touch him, even if it was only a graze of his small fingers.

“Sam.” Hunter groaned as his back lowered completely to the ground, his hands bringing Sam’s hips down with him as Sam slid further into Hunter’s heated mouth. Sam groaned, his hips instinctively rolling as Hunter’s words sent vibrations rolling over his member. “Do something.”

Sam’s eyes widened as he nodded, his cheeks flushing red when he realised he had kinda just been staring at Hunter. Nervously, his shaky fingers grazed over the vein wrapped around Hunter’s thick member.

When Sam has first accidentally touched Hunter’s litt—big friend… Sam had felt how big he really was, but now actually seeing it in person, Sam could see that he really didn’t know how big it was until now. HUnter was monstrous, insanely thick as well as big. His tip was almost a dark red splash of lust, his eagerness for Sam showing every time he grew harder and throbbed with need.

Sam shyly clasped Hunter in his hand, the muscular boy beneath him stilling for a second as his fingers curled into Sam’s ass and yanked the small boy down towards him. Sam cried out, yelping as he almost fell, his legs shaking beside Hunter’s head.

Sam paused a moment, his mind focusing on what Hunter was currently doing to him before the bashful boy tried to copy Hunter’s methods.

Sam slowly lowered his head, his heart pounding thickly against his battered ib cage as he nervously dipped his tongue out, grazing it over Hunter’s swollen tip. A sharp intake of breath could be heard as Hunter’s tongue stilled against Sam before lapping away again.

Although Sam’s movements were timid and shy, Hunter was becoming more and more excited at the fact that Sam was even touching him. He closed his dark green eyes, his mind focusing on Sam, so he wouldn’t lose his control. and let the beast inside take over.

Sam slowly parted his thin lips, his mouth wrapping around the top of Hunter as he copied Hunter’s actions and swirled his tongue around Hunter’s tip.

Hunter chuckled softly at how innocent and shy Sam was. Sam lacked skill, but it didn’t mean Hunter felt no pleasure, whether it was because it was Sam touching him, he did not know.

Sam tried to lower his head, his face burning red as his gag reflex kicked in and he quickly pulled back. A deep rumble of laughter sounded as Sam felt embarrassed. Hunter could take Sam so easily, yet Sam could barely get his lips half way down Hunter’s base before his eyes began to sting and his lung began to swell with the need for air.

“You don’t have to take it all, Bambi.” Hunter teased, chuckling as Sam would have hit him had he not been pinned down by Hunter’s thick biceps holding down his waist.

Sam wanted to try again but he soon felt that familiar sensation beginning to overwhelm him. He could feel his stomach swirling with pleasure as he clawed his fingers into Hunter’s clothed thighs. His hips jerked back, head flinging back. “A-ah.” Sam whimpered, his eyes squeezing shut.

Hunter’s name was cried out, echoing around the dorm room a little too loudly as Sam slapped a hand over his mouth. He came into Hunter’s mouth as Hunter pulled back and swallowed every last drop.

When Sam had ridden out his high he shuffled off of Hunter, the guilt biting at him as Hunter had barely even been touched and Sam could tell he was just as excited. He could tell because Hunter’s member looked painfully hard, flushed red and was oozing with lust.

Hunter sat up, back leaning against the couch as he held out his hand, motioning to Sam. “Baby, c’mere.”

Sam crawled over to Hunter but when Hunter tried to slip his hand into Sam’s trousers, Sam shook his head, gently pushing Hunter’s chest away. Hunter frowned, brows furrowing. Sam shuffled closer, so he was sitting on his knees between Hunter’s legs. “I want to make you feel good too. Show me how.” Hunter watched Sam with hungry eyes. A part of him wanted to laugh softly at how cute Sam was but the mere thought of Sam taking him in his mouth, has Hunter restraining himself again so he wouldn’t tackle Sam.

Hunter nodded as Sam’s cheeks were flustered red, a shy tinge to his cheeks as his nervous eyes glanced down at Hunter. Hunter grasped Sam’s smaller hands in his, guiding them down as he helped Sam to wrap them around himself. “You don’t have to use your mouth if you can’t.” Hunter’s voice rasped as his breathing increased the moment’s Sam’s hands came into contact with him.

Slowly, Hunter guided Sam’s hands up and down, a slow and steady pace as

Sam nodded, signalling for Hunter to let go, that he knew what he was doing… slightly. Hunter let go, his arms coming around to wrap around Sam as he pulled the smaller boy closer to him, so Sam’s head was buried in his chest.

Hunter’s hands dipped into Sam’s trousers, his hands splaying across Sam’s cheeks as his fingers massaged the tender flesh. Hunter hissed, inhaling as Sam’s thumb brushed over the tip, able to feel Hunter’s pleasure pulsing through him.

Burying his face into Sam’s neck, Hunter began to kiss another hickey into Sam’s marked skin his fingertip brushed against Sam’s untouched hole as Sam flinched slightly, tensing up.

“Relax.” Hunter whispered down Sam’s ear, his tongue licking a stripe up his collarbone to his earlobe as he circled his fingertip around the rim of Sam’s hole. Every now and then as Hunter massaged Sam’s cheeks he would slowly edge his fingertip closer, each time carefully pushing it further before withdrawing and massaging, repeating the process until slowly Sam relaxed and Hunter’s finger slid in.

Sam sped up as Hunter’s hips jerked up, his member twitching in Sam’s hand as Sam almost lost control of the monstrous size he could barely grasp.

Hunter groaned deeply into Sam’s ear as he slid his finger deeply into Sam, buried until he hit his knuckle.

Sam wasn’t used to the feeling, it felt strange and slightly uncomfortable but as Hunter pulled back his finger before thrusting it back in he felt a lick of pleasure inside of him.

“Fuck—you’re so tight, baby.” Hunter chuckled before he groaned lowly, his head tossing back and landing on the couch seat as his black locks sprawled around him. He bit his lip, groaning as his Adam’s apple bobbed down when Sam had accidentally tightened his grip.

Hunter slid in a second finger, using some of Sam’s liquid to help as he scissored his fingers apart. Sam cried out, his fingers halting for a second before he got too excited and sped up against Hunter.

“A—ah—Sam Hunter growled lustfully as his eyes flashed with a dark pleasure.

“Slow down.”

Hunter didn’t want to finish there and then, he wanted to finish in Sam.

Hunter nudged Sam’s hands away as Sam was grateful he did because he soon collapsed against Hunter’s chest, crying out as he felt Hunter thrust his fingers deeper inside of him. Hunter licked his neck, his lips sucking at every piece of skin he could find as he groaned down Sam’s ear, “Does it feel good, baby.”

Sam nodded, fingers curling into Hunter’s shirt as he buried his red face into Hunter’s shirt. “Y—Yeah—ah—f—fe—uh—feels reall—ahh”

Sam felt mortified that he couldn’t even spit out his words. He just kept on begging Hunter, crying out and pleading for more. He never thought that having someone touch him from behind would ever feel so good, he only ever thought it would be painful.

“I want to put it in, baby.” Hunter growled deeply. The lust in his tone was beginning to make Sam get even hotter, his skin already feeling as though Hunter had set it on fire. “What do I do?”

Sam panicked as he shook his head, his hips twitching against Hunter. “N-Not yet please. I’m not ready.”

Hunter nodded, his fingers gliding into Sam as he curled his digit upwards sending Sam crying out”H-Hunter—ah—p-please”

Hunter chuckled, biting harshly at Sam’s jawline. “What? What do you want?” Sam groaned, mewling like a deprived kitten as he clutched onto Hunter.

“Please. I-I want to cum.” Sam admitted shamefully.

Hunter nodded, pulling his head from Sam’s neck as he rested his forehead against Sam’s, their breath mingling together as he used his other hand to grip Sam’s throbbing member. “Touch mine too.” Hunter panted against Sam as Sam reached out and wrapped his small hand around Hunter.

The two pleasured each other, Sam’s hand a little clumsier and not as skilled but the mere fact that it was Sam touching Hunter made Hunter feel good anyway. Sam rolled his hips forward, Hunter’s fingers tightening around him as his other fingers pleased him from behind.

Dirty noises echoed around the room as Hunter’s dark eyes gazed over Sam’s face. “You made such lewd faces, kitten.” He whispered before biting Sam’s ear. “Are you trying to turn me on?” he purred.

Sam whimpered, so close to finishing as he sped up. Hunter gritted his teeth, his tongue licking his bottom lip as he grunted out Sam’s name.

“F-fuck,” He cursed as he glanced up at Sam. “Baby, are you close?” Sam nodded, moaning and crying out too much to speak. Sam cried out loudly, Hunter’s name tumbling off his lips yet again as he tried to not lose control and let go of Hunter who came seconds later.

Hunter did not cry out but released a deep, sexual growl from his chest, his teeth capturing his dark lip as he jerked his hips up violently. Unlike Sam, Hunter had a lot of liquid seep out. Sam’s hand was almost instantly coated in Hunter’s cum as the monstrous beast seemed to not stop producing the white liquid.

Finally, the two slumped slightly, their foreheads touching as they panted, chests rising and falling. Hunter withdrew his fingers from Sam’s sore bottom, his hand leaving Sam as he stood up and pulled off his jeans, tossing them aside. He knelt down, Sam able to see Hunter in his completely naked form and to Sam he looked like a demi god had just stepped into the room.

Everywhere was so muscular, so taunt and golden. He wanted to just touch every single curve and edge of the beautifully sculpted body. Hunter carefully pulled Sam’s trousers off his legs, minding his injured leg before he scooped Sam up, standing up to his towering height as he walked the two of them into the shower room.