Polidori has issues....

Polidori is reading in Byron's garden, frowning at the passing birds and insects that get too close.

Byron came down to the garden, watching Poli from across the yard for a few moments before crossing to sit next to him.

Polidori flicks his eyes to look at the object of his desire, but firmly continues staring at his book, turning pages at what he deems appropriate intervals.

"Good book?" Byron asked, positioning himself so that he was cushioned in Poli's lap.

"Yes. Very." The shorter man attempts to position the book so that he can see it around Byron, still trying to ignore him. Well, most of him is...

"Stroke my hair." Byron demanded, grinning up at Poli from under his book.

Polidori instantly obliges, gritting his teeth a little when he realizes how quick he was to comply. "I thought you didn't like what the sun did to your complexion..." He squirms, trying to get the growing lump in his trousers to be comfortable with a man in his lap.

Byron chuckled, purposefully nestling into the lump under his head. "I'm in the shade of a very good book. And somehow I doubt we'll be outside for long."

The doctor groans, trying unsuccessfully to push Byron's head aside, blushing deeply. "I--I see..." he says, clearly flustered, and rather breathy. "And why is that?"

"Because, my dear Polidori, your cock is hard as rock and I doubt you'll want to fix that out here."

Polidori stammers something, and forces his legs shut, pushing Byron off his lap in earnest. "Now, really!"

Byron sits up, putting a hand against Polidori's bulge. "Am I wrong? Would you prefer the garden?"

"Ah...what?" Polidori says, eyes half-closed, mouth parted, lips trembling like a maiden's.

"Would you prefer that I fuck you in the garden?" Byron slid up next to him, murmuring in his ear, squeezing gently.

"Nnngh..." the young doctor says, eloquently, shivering and pressing his ear to his lord's mouth.

"No answer?" Byron whispered, licking the inside of Poli's ear delicately and pushing him back on the grass.

Polidori doesn't struggle, moaning softly as his sensitive skin is licked, his face quite flushed. He looks desperately up at his tormentor.

Byron merely smiled down at him, bending over him to bite and suck at his neck, leaving red and purple marks all up and down his neck and jaw.

Polidori gasps and squirms, pushing futilely at Byron when the sensation becomes too much.

This just elicited some soft laughs from Byron as he popped off Polidori's shirt buttons by tearing the front of it open. His mouth trailed down Poli's chest.

The younger man gasps, shivering as though feverish, trying to guide Byron's mouth to one of his hardening nipples.

Byron allowed himself to be guided, taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking it ruthlessly, using his teeth none-too gently. He squeezed Poli's cock through his trousers again.

Polidori squeaks, now trying to draw his nipple out from between the teeth. He's soon distracted by the hand on his groin, grinding his hips as much as he can.

Byron switched to the other nipple, pushing back Poli's shirt. He licked this one gently, teasing it.

Polidori whimpers, gently stroking Byron's jaw, looking up at the older man with pleading eyes.

Byron sat up a bit, smiling cruelly. "Tell me what you want."

"...you?" he gasps, half-pleading, half-questioning. The smile completely undoes him.

"What do you want me to do with you?"

Polidori cries out in anguish. "Please! Please, just...!"

"Just what?" Byron laughed.

He can't bring himself to say it, so he just thrusts his erection against Byron's hand, groaning.

Byron removed his hand, putting it on Poli's thigh instead.

"Nah!" the doctor gasps, trying to grab the hand and put it back where he wants it.

"Use your words, doctor."

Polidori groans, looking around to make sure there's no one lurking in the garden. "Please...Please f-fuck me..."

"Good, very good." Byron rewarded him with a firm squeeze, then started to unbutton Polidori's pants.

Polidori sighs, relaxing. He groans at the squeeze, smiling faintly--he's still not sure that he'll be satisfied, but this is at least a good start. He can hardly keep still while his pants are undone, and he tears up tufts of grass with his clenched hands.

Byron pinned down Polidori's hips, pulling his cock out of his drawers and lowering his head to lick gently around the head of it.

The doctor cries out, arms stretched out behind his head as though they're pinned there, holding the grass for dear life, eyes brimming with tears.

Byron doesn't take Poli's cock into his mouth, but kisses and licks down the length of it.

Polidori writhes and shivers, trying to guide his cock into his lover's mouth, legs spread almost painfully wide.

Byron nibbled at the base of Polidori's cock, wrapping his mouth around just the bottom, licking upwards.

Polidori spasms, wrapping his feet (still in shoes) around Byron's neck, trying to press him closer.

Byron pushes Poli's legs back down, taking his time with his lover's cock, going back down to the base, licking even more delicately.

The younger man forces his legs to be still, making little helpless noises, his eyes mostly closed.

Byron torments Poli this way for another few minutes before finally taking the tip of Polidori's cock in his mouth.

"Agh!" Polidori cries, frantically thrusting into his lover's mouth, trying to finish as quickly as possible.

Byron pulled back. "None of that, you won't finish until I tell you to and you won't be fucking my mouth."

"Ahh...I'm sorry..." he pants, spreading his arms by his sides to attack more grass there.

"Good boy." Byron lowered his head again, this time taking Polidori's testicles in his mouth, nibbling and licking.

Polidori whimpers, a little unsure of his lover's intentions on such a sensitive place. He tries to gently shift his hips and guide Byron's mouth back to where it should be.

Byron pins Polidori down forcefully, biting the loose skin around his shaft.

The doctor moans as he's pinned, struggling for the pleasure of it. He shrieks when the skin is bitten, almost castrating himself on his lover's teeth as he tries to escape.

"Stay still." Byron murmured, taking Poli's cock into his mouth again.

Polidori whimpers, trying to sit up so he can see what Byron's doing.

Byron takes Polidori's cock entirely in his mouth, lips touching the base, the head of his lover's cock pressing against the back of his throat.

Polidori gives a long, guttural moan, grass flying as he tries not to thrust, tears running down his cheeks.

Byron sucks up and down Poli's cock for a few minutes before releasing him and sitting up. He starts to undo his trousers.

The doctor, who had laid flat again when the sucking began, sits up again at the movement. His eyes widen a little as he sees what his lover is doing, and he tries to relax.

Byron pulls Poli up, straddling his lover and putting his hard cock against the other man's lips.

Polidori relaxes completely as the cock touches his lips, and he begins applying himself to the task with relish.

Byron moans, grabbing Polidori by his hair and controlling how he moved.

The younger man shivers, trying to suck even more furiously as pressure is applied to his hair.

Byron forces the boy down, fucking his mouth, holding his hair tightly with one hand.

Polidori chokes a little, breathing desperately through his nose, jaw open almost painfully wide, but still clearly enjoying himself.

"Come." Byron gasped, as he started to orgasm in Polidori's mouth.

Polidori bucks a little, but is still not quite there. He splutters a bit around his mouthful and swallows hard.

Byron chuckles breathlessly, sitting next to Polidori. "Finish yourself."

Polidori makes a small noise and blushes, shyly covering his bits with a hand.

"I want to watch you cum." Byron told him, watching him with a smirk, his limp cock laying against his thigh, still protruding from his trousers.

The doctor whimpers and shakes his head a little.

"Do it, or I won't be touching you for weeks."

Polidori whimpers and grits his teeth. Closing his eyes, he gingerly pokes at his erection.

"Take it in your hand." Byron grinned.

Polidori clutches his cock as though it's a dead mouse or something equally vile, and squishes it a bit, frowning.

Byron put his hand over Poli's, starting to move the boy's hand up and down over his cock.

The younger man relaxes, groaning softly as he feels his lover's hand on his own, guiding him.

Byron continued this way for awhile, finally letting go of Poli's hand to see if his lover would continue.

Polidori continues stroking, so close that he doesn't really notice Byron's hand leave. It isn't long before he comes, panting, and looking rather horrified by what he's done. He daintily covers his lap with a hand.

"You enjoyed yourself?"

Polidori nods, blushing a little and fumbling to do up his trousers.

"Good. Then we'll do this more often."

"...thank you?" the doctor murmurs, sounding a little hesitant. Impulsively, he snuggles up next to Byron, looking up at his lover for approval.

Byron stood, pushing Polidori away. "I'm going inside, the sun is awful for my complexion." he gave Poli a smirk.

The doctor laughs, in a much better mood after his relief. "Shall I walk you in?" he asks, putting an arm around the other's waist.

"Yes, if you like." Byron shrugged.

Polidori leans against his lover, resting his head on the taller man's shoulder as they walk inside together.

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