into Shane’s face.
He felt cool lube run down his crack, followed by a finger breaching him. After a few twists and turns, another finger joined the first one, opening him up even further. If Shane didn’t hurry up and fuck him, he was going to start begging for it.
“Are you ready for me?” Shane whispered, nibbling on his earlobe.
“I’ve been ready since I saw you,” Cody said.
Shane swallowed audibly and pulled his fingers out, sitting up. The rip of the condom packet sounded like music to Cody’s ears and made his whole body shake with anticipation. And then he felt the unmistakable hardness of Shane’s cock slipping between his cheeks. He moaned and pushed back against Shane, loving the feeling of Shane’s slick cock sliding over his hole.
He lifted his hips, and Shane slowly pushed into him, stopping every few seconds for Cody to adjust to the welcome intrusion.
“You feel so good,” Shane groaned. His hands slid up Cody’s back and into his hair, tugging Cody’s head back as he finally pushed all the way inside. They both stilled for a few moments before Shane pulled Cody up to his knees, draping himself over Cody’s back. The rhythm was slow, torturous, until Cody couldn’t take it anymore.
“Come on, baby, harder, harder,” Cody gasped, remembering all the times he had to sit and hear Shane shout those words.
“Oh God, are you sure?” Shane asked.
“You’ve been messing with my head all week, screaming ‘harder, harder’ all the time on that fucking ice. I need it.”
“Your wish is my command,” Shane whispered and wrapped his arms around Cody’s shoulders, digging his fingers into Cody’s skin. He grunted and slammed into Cody, drawing a loud moan from him. Shane switched angles and brushed over Cody’s magic spot, and the room lit up with fireworks.
“Shit, shit,” Shane panted and got up to his knees, bringing Cody with him. “I’m not going to last.”
He reached for Cody’s cock and laced his fingers with Cody’s hand, stroking and tugging until Cody couldn’t breathe anymore. He tried to hold his orgasm back, but between the stroking and the pounding of his prostate, he came with a shout, spurting all over their hands. Shane lost his rhythm and shoved into Cody one last time, howling and tipping backward, hauling Cody with him.
Cody stared up at the ceiling. “Fuck, that was magnificent.”
Shane groaned and bit him in the shoulder. “Crushing me.”
“Oh, sorry,” Cody said and rolled off him, sighing when Shane’s cock slipped free of his body.
“Give me a second,” Shane said. He climbed over Cody and disappeared into the bathroom. He was back a few seconds later with a damp washcloth. It was a sweet gesture and made Cody’s insides feel like he was riding the luge sled, flying through the air.
“Cody,” Shane whispered as he climbed back into bed. Shane slipped his arm around Cody, pulling him in for a kiss. It was tender and sweet and brought about an onslaught of emotions that made Cody want to cry and laugh at the same time.
“This has been the best two weeks of my life, and not because I’m going to the Olympics, but because I found you,” Shane sighed and shook his head. “I know it’s sappy, but it’s how I feel.”
“I feel it too,” Cody said, hiding his face in the crook of Shane’s neck.
“You’re coming with me, right?”
“Coming where?” Cody asked.
“To the Olympics. My mom is already setting everything up.”
Cody sat up and stared at Shane. “You want me to come to the Olympics? Do you mean it?”
“Absolutely. You’re my good luck charm. I need you with me.”
Cody frowned. “Is that all I am?”
“No, you’re way more than that,” Shane said. He smiled and ran his fingers through Cody’s hair. “In my mind, I’ve already won the gold medal.”
“Me too,” Cody said. “And I suck at sports.”
Shane snickered. “You wanna suck something else?” He nudged his cock against Cody’s thigh, earning a loud moan from
He felt cool lube run down his crack, followed by a finger breaching him. After a few twists and turns, another finger joined the first one, opening him up even further. If Shane didn’t hurry up and fuck him, he was going to start begging for it.
“Are you ready for me?” Shane whispered, nibbling on his earlobe.
“I’ve been ready since I saw you,” Cody said.
Shane swallowed audibly and pulled his fingers out, sitting up. The rip of the condom packet sounded like music to Cody’s ears and made his whole body shake with anticipation. And then he felt the unmistakable hardness of Shane’s cock slipping between his cheeks. He moaned and pushed back against Shane, loving the feeling of Shane’s slick cock sliding over his hole.
He lifted his hips, and Shane slowly pushed into him, stopping every few seconds for Cody to adjust to the welcome intrusion.
“You feel so good,” Shane groaned. His hands slid up Cody’s back and into his hair, tugging Cody’s head back as he finally pushed all the way inside. They both stilled for a few moments before Shane pulled Cody up to his knees, draping himself over Cody’s back. The rhythm was slow, torturous, until Cody couldn’t take it anymore.
“Come on, baby, harder, harder,” Cody gasped, remembering all the times he had to sit and hear Shane shout those words.
“Oh God, are you sure?” Shane asked.
“You’ve been messing with my head all week, screaming ‘harder, harder’ all the time on that fucking ice. I need it.”
“Your wish is my command,” Shane whispered and wrapped his arms around Cody’s shoulders, digging his fingers into Cody’s skin. He grunted and slammed into Cody, drawing a loud moan from him. Shane switched angles and brushed over Cody’s magic spot, and the room lit up with fireworks.
“Shit, shit,” Shane panted and got up to his knees, bringing Cody with him. “I’m not going to last.”
He reached for Cody’s cock and laced his fingers with Cody’s hand, stroking and tugging until Cody couldn’t breathe anymore. He tried to hold his orgasm back, but between the stroking and the pounding of his prostate, he came with a shout, spurting all over their hands. Shane lost his rhythm and shoved into Cody one last time, howling and tipping backward, hauling Cody with him.
Cody stared up at the ceiling. “Fuck, that was magnificent.”
Shane groaned and bit him in the shoulder. “Crushing me.”
“Oh, sorry,” Cody said and rolled off him, sighing when Shane’s cock slipped free of his body.
“Give me a second,” Shane said. He climbed over Cody and disappeared into the bathroom. He was back a few seconds later with a damp washcloth. It was a sweet gesture and made Cody’s insides feel like he was riding the luge sled, flying through the air.
“Cody,” Shane whispered as he climbed back into bed. Shane slipped his arm around Cody, pulling him in for a kiss. It was tender and sweet and brought about an onslaught of emotions that made Cody want to cry and laugh at the same time.
“This has been the best two weeks of my life, and not because I’m going to the Olympics, but because I found you,” Shane sighed and shook his head. “I know it’s sappy, but it’s how I feel.”
“I feel it too,” Cody said, hiding his face in the crook of Shane’s neck.
“You’re coming with me, right?”
“Coming where?” Cody asked.
“To the Olympics. My mom is already setting everything up.”
Cody sat up and stared at Shane. “You want me to come to the Olympics? Do you mean it?”
“Absolutely. You’re my good luck charm. I need you with me.”
Cody frowned. “Is that all I am?”
“No, you’re way more than that,” Shane said. He smiled and ran his fingers through Cody’s hair. “In my mind, I’ve already won the gold medal.”
“Me too,” Cody said. “And I suck at sports.”
Shane snickered. “You wanna suck something else?” He nudged his cock against Cody’s thigh, earning a loud moan from
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