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“For what I’m about to do. If I hurt you too much, use your safeword, but I fucking need to be inside you.”
I hope like hell he doesn’t use it. Will I be able to stop?
Eighteen years without this sort of intimacy.
I pounced on Scottie like a cat with a canary. He looked nervous, his breathing shallow pants, but he didn’t pull away. Not when I slipped both hands between him and the mattress and grasped his cheeks, squeezing them roughly. I slammed my mouth onto his, pushing back the discomfort of my nose, bumping his face.
Scottie’s kiss was hesitant. I could feel him trying to avoid me getting into contact with his braces. I needed him out of his head. If he could think about his braces, I wasn’t doing this right.
Spreading his cheeks, I nudged my cock against his hole, my stomach in knots. Would fucking him feel different? Would it be more or less?
I kept a firm hold on his ass and bucked, ramming every inch of me inside his body. Scottie tore his lips away from mine and cried out. His body shook beneath me as though in shock from the sudden, rough intrusion. A shiver ran down my spine that I needed a few seconds to let wash over me.
Heaven.
After years of nothing but my hand, Scottie’s body felt like paradise.
More.
I needed more.
Watching Scottie’s face for every reaction—was it as good for him as it was for me?—I pulled out and snapped my hips forward. His hands flew out to catch my shoulders, and he dug his fingernails into my skin, whimpers spewing out of him.
“Griff!” he moaned. “Oh god, Griff. So big.”
“But that’s the way you like it. Don’t you, Scottie? Feeling your ass choking down my cock. Fuck! You feel better than I would have thought.”
“Yes?” His hands were all over my chest, squeezing my muscles and feeling me up. “You really like being inside me, Griff? Like the way I can take all of you?”
I blinked down at Scottie. Usually the one for the filthy words, I had a sudden urge to hear him babble some more.
“Tell me you like it,” I growled, snapping my hips harder now, faster, as the crescendo built up inside me, swelling like a tornado about to spin out of control and damage everything in its wake.
“Oh, Griff.” He wrapped his legs around my waist and twined his arms around my neck. His fingernails raked into my skin. Every time I punched down, he gasped. “Yes, yes, Griff. Fuck me!”
“Like this?” I angled his hips and drilled down.
“Oh, shit. Fuck. Griff. Oh god, Griff.” He hung onto me, his body taking a beating into the mattress. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare fucking stop. Fuck me hard. Just like that. Wreck me on that big, fucking cock.”
Fuck. I loved when he talked like this.
So I fucked him harder to get more out of him. More of him. The Scottie who had written those filthy things in those letters. That Scottie who could finally come out and admit what he liked.
The bed rocked crazily beneath our weight, headboard slamming into the wall, and Scottie’s cries punctuating every slapslapslap of our bodies colliding. Releasing my hold on his ass, I grabbed both his legs and pulled them apart, shoving them wide and rocking back so I could watch my cock disappear into that nice little pink rosebud.
Fuck.
Scottie was all fucking that.
Too close.
I pulled completely out and panted, squeezing my eyes shut to regain control. This boy… Fuck. I could feel him inside of me, although I was the one inside him physically.
That fuckhole was just too good.
A hand wrapped around my cock, and my eyes flew open. Scottie guided my cock back to his hole, inching down to take what he wanted. I fucking loved him doing that. He moaned and rubbed his fingers around where we joined, fondling my shaft, then caressing my cum gutters.
“You’re so hot, Griff,” he said as though in awe. “Your body’s perfect. All those muscles. The tattoos.” He glanced up to meet my eyes. “And that… cock. So big. I like… I like an enormous cock, Griff. So much. And yours… I love the way you stretch me out when you’re inside of me.”
