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moved his hand back until he found the tight O of his anus with his fingers. He circled the sensitive ring of nerves, then pressed his middle finger to the center of the hole without penetrating, just massaging. He wondered what it would be like, his dick buried deep in that hole. Tight, hot. He could have sworn his cock grew longer at the thought, and a little bit of come moistened the tip. He’d never been so fucking turned on.
“That’s it,” Landon croaked. “Feels. So. Good.” With one last thrust he spurted against the back of Ty’s throat and clutched Ty’s hair. Landon’s gasps filled Ty’s ears. Ty swallowed everything he gave, relishing the creamy, briny essence of his first and last male lover. Finally spent, Landon’s grip relaxed, and he smoothed Ty’s hair as if petting him.
He kneeled in front of Ty and took his head in his hands before devouring his lips. Ty had never been kissed like this, like Landon was dying of thirst and Ty was the clear, cool lake of an oasis. He lost himself in it, forgetting everything. When Landon had finally drunk his fill, he ripped open the condom package and placed the rubber against the tip of Ty’s penis. With excruciating care, he slowly rolled it on. Ty took long, slow, measured breaths, subduing the urge to thrust, the need to free the liquid heat begging to escape at the simple touch of Landon’s fingers. Landon warmed the lube between his hands and then unhurriedly, sensuously coated Ty’s cock, the slickness of his hands contrasting with the roughness of his callouses even through the condom’s barrier. Landon pushed him onto his back then crawled on top of him and straddled his waist. Reaching behind him, he guided Ty’s cock to his anus. Ty held his breath as Landon teased him, circled, pressed the tip against the opening, then pulled back.
Landon had to know how close he was, and yet he continued to play with him. Or maybe not?
“You’ve never done this before,” Ty murmured. “I need to get you ready.”
Landon shook his head. “Huh-uh. I’m good. When I imagined this—with you—I—” His chuckle was as strained as his voice. “I did some stretching exercises.”
Knowing that Landon had jacked off to thoughts of Ty fucking him? So unbelievably hot that Ty longed to sink into him without any more preliminaries. But Landon continued to tease him. Rising then falling in increments of centimeters until Ty began to follow him with his hips, silently pleading with him to let him in. He wanted to bury himself in Landon so badly that he was ready to spill at the thought. He couldn’t wait to feel Landon’s tight ass wrapped around his cock. He’d dreamed about it often enough, awakening in a hot sweat more times than he could count with a hard-on he’d always taken care of himself.
And then Landon did it. Took him inside. All of him. Effortlessly, fully.
It was incredible. Tight, hot, slick.
“I want to know what you look like when you’re inside me.” Landon slowly lifted. “I want to see your face when I make you come.”
It wasn’t going to be a very long wait. The buzz at the base of his shaft was ready to explode. He grasped Landon’s quads and dug his fingers in, hoping to slow his orgasm. As Landon slid back down, Ty thrust to meet him, savoring the friction, the heat, the intimacy of their connected bodies. He focused on the spot where they were joined, focused on the building tension, the impending orgasm. His muscles tightened, his heart raced, his breathing stopped. The carnal ecstasy expanded past his ability to contain it, blasting out and bathing the head of his cock. His head spun, and he gasped for breath, as desperate for air as a downing man.
Landon leaned forward until their chests touched and Ty’s satiated dick slipped out. He kissed Ty’s jaw, his neck, his cheekbones, his throat, his shoulders. He kissed as if he couldn’t get enough of him, as if he were trying to get enough to last a lifetime.
Because
“That’s it,” Landon croaked. “Feels. So. Good.” With one last thrust he spurted against the back of Ty’s throat and clutched Ty’s hair. Landon’s gasps filled Ty’s ears. Ty swallowed everything he gave, relishing the creamy, briny essence of his first and last male lover. Finally spent, Landon’s grip relaxed, and he smoothed Ty’s hair as if petting him.
He kneeled in front of Ty and took his head in his hands before devouring his lips. Ty had never been kissed like this, like Landon was dying of thirst and Ty was the clear, cool lake of an oasis. He lost himself in it, forgetting everything. When Landon had finally drunk his fill, he ripped open the condom package and placed the rubber against the tip of Ty’s penis. With excruciating care, he slowly rolled it on. Ty took long, slow, measured breaths, subduing the urge to thrust, the need to free the liquid heat begging to escape at the simple touch of Landon’s fingers. Landon warmed the lube between his hands and then unhurriedly, sensuously coated Ty’s cock, the slickness of his hands contrasting with the roughness of his callouses even through the condom’s barrier. Landon pushed him onto his back then crawled on top of him and straddled his waist. Reaching behind him, he guided Ty’s cock to his anus. Ty held his breath as Landon teased him, circled, pressed the tip against the opening, then pulled back.
Landon had to know how close he was, and yet he continued to play with him. Or maybe not?
“You’ve never done this before,” Ty murmured. “I need to get you ready.”
Landon shook his head. “Huh-uh. I’m good. When I imagined this—with you—I—” His chuckle was as strained as his voice. “I did some stretching exercises.”
Knowing that Landon had jacked off to thoughts of Ty fucking him? So unbelievably hot that Ty longed to sink into him without any more preliminaries. But Landon continued to tease him. Rising then falling in increments of centimeters until Ty began to follow him with his hips, silently pleading with him to let him in. He wanted to bury himself in Landon so badly that he was ready to spill at the thought. He couldn’t wait to feel Landon’s tight ass wrapped around his cock. He’d dreamed about it often enough, awakening in a hot sweat more times than he could count with a hard-on he’d always taken care of himself.
And then Landon did it. Took him inside. All of him. Effortlessly, fully.
It was incredible. Tight, hot, slick.
“I want to know what you look like when you’re inside me.” Landon slowly lifted. “I want to see your face when I make you come.”
It wasn’t going to be a very long wait. The buzz at the base of his shaft was ready to explode. He grasped Landon’s quads and dug his fingers in, hoping to slow his orgasm. As Landon slid back down, Ty thrust to meet him, savoring the friction, the heat, the intimacy of their connected bodies. He focused on the spot where they were joined, focused on the building tension, the impending orgasm. His muscles tightened, his heart raced, his breathing stopped. The carnal ecstasy expanded past his ability to contain it, blasting out and bathing the head of his cock. His head spun, and he gasped for breath, as desperate for air as a downing man.
Landon leaned forward until their chests touched and Ty’s satiated dick slipped out. He kissed Ty’s jaw, his neck, his cheekbones, his throat, his shoulders. He kissed as if he couldn’t get enough of him, as if he were trying to get enough to last a lifetime.
Because
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