Words weren’t coming so easily anymore. He squirmed. “Want you.”
Troy snagged a condom off the side table and ripped it open with his teeth. He slid the latex down Rafe’s cock and the poor man’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head.
“Can’t hang on much longer.”
“Then don’t,” Troy said.
Those wonderful fingers popped out of Troy’s ass and he swallowed, hard. Damn, he felt empty now, aching all over. Hard muscle shifted under him as Rafe squirmed.
Enough already. Troy settled his knees on either side of Rafe’s thick thighs, reached behind himself, and positioned Rafe’s cock under his ass.
“Need more lube,” Rafe said, tensing with the strain of holding back.
Troy shook his head, grinned, and let his weight drop. Rafe’s head fell back as he yelled. Troy yelled, too, the sharp pain almost too much for a minute. He liked his sex a touch on the rough side, but that didn’t mean he wanted to bleed. A couple of exes hadn’t gotten that. He liked to feel it, know he was being fucked, know he had been fucked. But he wanted pleasure to go along with it. Thankfully, Rafe seemed just as focused on Troy’s pleasure as he was on his own.
“When you’re ready,” his cowboy said, confirming Troy’s opinion.
“Damn, babe. You’re something.”
“So are you.”
Troy had to squeeze his eyes shut at the emotions shining in Rafe’s eyes. He didn’t want to deal with it right now, couldn’t deal with it. Sex with Rafe was intense enough. No sense making it overwhelming.
The tight ring of muscle finally relaxed and Rafe slipped all the way in, the burn fading as Rafe’s cock bumped his prostate. Troy groaned and flexed his muscles, pulling a matching groan from Rafe.
“Go ahead, honey,” Rafe urged.
Troy braced his hands on Rafe’s broad shoulders, using them to balance himself as he rose up on his knees. Rafe’s head fell back again, eyes closing, hands tightening on Troy’s hips with enough force to sting. Oh yeah, baby, bruises tomorrow.
Troy let his weight drop again, let his body swallow Rafe’s. He started a steady rhythm, up and down, rocking a bit to get that perfect angle. Sweat dripped into his eyes and slid down his shoulder blades as he moved faster.
“Close, honey.”
“Me, too.”
Troy slammed down again and Rafe bucked. A loud roar filled the living room and the thick column of flesh reaming his ass thickened an instant before Rafe’s control broke. Troy watched with delight as the man curled upward, stomach muscles tightening into perfect definition as Rafe climaxed, filling the condom. Troy spared a brief regret that he couldn’t feel that thick cum filling him up and sliding out his hole. Later, he promised himself.
Rafe slumped backward, breathing hard, completely exhausted. Troy would have felt proud of himself, but he was too busy moving, trying to catch his own orgasm, hovering just beyond reach.
“Take what you need,” Rafe murmured. He began to play with Troy’s nipples, sending little tingles of electricity jolting down Troy’s body.
Troy wriggled on Rafe’s rapidly softening cock and let his cowboy hold him. He took one hand off Rafe’s shoulder to jack himself off. It took only a few quick strokes before his balls drew up and he shouted. Thick cum poured out of him in a jerky stream, coating Rafe’s abdomen in a gooey mess.
The pleasure seemed to go on forever. Troy’s cock finally gave one last twitch and he fell forward, curling into Rafe’s big, sweaty body. He dropped his forehead on Rafe’s shoulder, trying to catch his breath.
“Damn, Rafe,” he said when words became possible again.
“You said it, honey.”
Rafe wrapped his arms around Troy, pulling them close together. Troy realized Rafe was still buried in his ass. When Rafe started to move, Troy let out a wordless protest.
“Not yet,” he said. “Like it there.”
Rafe ran his hand up and down Troy’s back. “You’re already sore. And I need to get the condom off.”
“Don’t
Troy snagged a condom off the side table and ripped it open with his teeth. He slid the latex down Rafe’s cock and the poor man’s eyes nearly rolled back in his head.
“Can’t hang on much longer.”
“Then don’t,” Troy said.
Those wonderful fingers popped out of Troy’s ass and he swallowed, hard. Damn, he felt empty now, aching all over. Hard muscle shifted under him as Rafe squirmed.
Enough already. Troy settled his knees on either side of Rafe’s thick thighs, reached behind himself, and positioned Rafe’s cock under his ass.
“Need more lube,” Rafe said, tensing with the strain of holding back.
Troy shook his head, grinned, and let his weight drop. Rafe’s head fell back as he yelled. Troy yelled, too, the sharp pain almost too much for a minute. He liked his sex a touch on the rough side, but that didn’t mean he wanted to bleed. A couple of exes hadn’t gotten that. He liked to feel it, know he was being fucked, know he had been fucked. But he wanted pleasure to go along with it. Thankfully, Rafe seemed just as focused on Troy’s pleasure as he was on his own.
“When you’re ready,” his cowboy said, confirming Troy’s opinion.
“Damn, babe. You’re something.”
“So are you.”
Troy had to squeeze his eyes shut at the emotions shining in Rafe’s eyes. He didn’t want to deal with it right now, couldn’t deal with it. Sex with Rafe was intense enough. No sense making it overwhelming.
The tight ring of muscle finally relaxed and Rafe slipped all the way in, the burn fading as Rafe’s cock bumped his prostate. Troy groaned and flexed his muscles, pulling a matching groan from Rafe.
“Go ahead, honey,” Rafe urged.
Troy braced his hands on Rafe’s broad shoulders, using them to balance himself as he rose up on his knees. Rafe’s head fell back again, eyes closing, hands tightening on Troy’s hips with enough force to sting. Oh yeah, baby, bruises tomorrow.
Troy let his weight drop again, let his body swallow Rafe’s. He started a steady rhythm, up and down, rocking a bit to get that perfect angle. Sweat dripped into his eyes and slid down his shoulder blades as he moved faster.
“Close, honey.”
“Me, too.”
Troy slammed down again and Rafe bucked. A loud roar filled the living room and the thick column of flesh reaming his ass thickened an instant before Rafe’s control broke. Troy watched with delight as the man curled upward, stomach muscles tightening into perfect definition as Rafe climaxed, filling the condom. Troy spared a brief regret that he couldn’t feel that thick cum filling him up and sliding out his hole. Later, he promised himself.
Rafe slumped backward, breathing hard, completely exhausted. Troy would have felt proud of himself, but he was too busy moving, trying to catch his own orgasm, hovering just beyond reach.
“Take what you need,” Rafe murmured. He began to play with Troy’s nipples, sending little tingles of electricity jolting down Troy’s body.
Troy wriggled on Rafe’s rapidly softening cock and let his cowboy hold him. He took one hand off Rafe’s shoulder to jack himself off. It took only a few quick strokes before his balls drew up and he shouted. Thick cum poured out of him in a jerky stream, coating Rafe’s abdomen in a gooey mess.
The pleasure seemed to go on forever. Troy’s cock finally gave one last twitch and he fell forward, curling into Rafe’s big, sweaty body. He dropped his forehead on Rafe’s shoulder, trying to catch his breath.
“Damn, Rafe,” he said when words became possible again.
“You said it, honey.”
Rafe wrapped his arms around Troy, pulling them close together. Troy realized Rafe was still buried in his ass. When Rafe started to move, Troy let out a wordless protest.
“Not yet,” he said. “Like it there.”
Rafe ran his hand up and down Troy’s back. “You’re already sore. And I need to get the condom off.”
“Don’t
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