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He left his hand on my back for another moment. “Red, yellow, green,” he reminded me. Then his hand disappeared and suddenly they were both on my ass cheeks, pulling them apart. Before my brain could even catch up to what was happening, he licked a fucking stripe all the way down my ass crack, dragging his tongue along my hole and continuing down to my balls. Holy shit. He really hadn’t been teasing with his tongue that night in his shower.
I was glad I’d taken a shower in the locker room because I would have been much more self-conscious with a sweaty, post-game ass. Thankfully, I knew we were going to end up where we were, so I’d prepared in every way I could think of right before the game. Including, but not limited to, shaving my ass.
His tongue came back up and found my hole as he spread my cheeks farther apart, and I gasped as I gripped the sheets. It was definitely new to me, and not something I’d ever done for him, but he sure seemed to be enjoying himself. He licked in circles around my entrance for a minute, and I let out a little moan without meaning to. It felt nice enough that my tension released, and as soon as I relaxed a little bit, he slipped his tongue inside. I cried out. I couldn’t help it. We were just getting started, and I was already starting to understand why he was never able to keep quiet.
He fucked me with his tongue slowly, kneading my ass cheeks in a comforting gesture as he worked. My arms suddenly refused to hold me up anymore, and I dropped to my elbows. I was pressing back toward his face almost involuntarily. I could feel him smile as he paused for a second, then went right back to it. I jumped slightly as a fingertip slipped in with his tongue. He didn’t go in very far, just to the first knuckle. I was already hard.
“Jamie…” I heard myself more than realized I was actually speaking, “More.”
He sat up slowly, dragging his tongue all the way back up my ass, and pulled his finger out. “Turn over,” he whispered, “I need to see your face. I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.” God, I loved him, but I knew I was blushing as I rolled over onto my back. He was the only person in the entire world I would ever have allowed that level of vulnerability with.
He already had a bottle of lube in his hands. I lie on my back and spread my legs, drawing them up with my feet flat on the bed. I was nervous and felt unusually shy, but looking at his adoring face, I trusted him with my entire being. Heart, soul, and body. “I love you,” I whispered.
He smiled, lubing a finger. “I love you, too, baby. I promise, I’m going to make you feel so good.” He teased my hole with his finger. “Relax for me, Caden.” I did my best, and he slipped it in farther this time, all the way in. His fingers were thin and delicate, and he was so gentle as he moved it in and out, trying to get me used to the feeling. “Color?” he asked me.
It didn’t have me crying out, but it wasn’t unpleasant. “Green.” He smiled.
He crooked his finger, and I saw stars. My body jerked as I gasped and grappled for the sheets. His smile widened. “There it is.” He worked his finger in and out, over and over, hitting that spot every single time. I was squirming. I needed more.
He pulled his finger out and I nearly cried out at the loss. He was adding more lube, though, and he put his other hand gently on my abs. “Two this time, ok?” I just nodded. I couldn’t even form a word. I wanted more of that, and I wanted it yesterday. He slipped two fingers inside of me. I sighed in relief at the feeling.
He moved his fingers in and out, faster and harder than before. I could feel a layer of sweat covering my entire body. My hard cock released a drop of precum onto my belly. Was I already shaking in pleasure? Or was that still nerves? I couldn’t even tell at that point. Why had I never done this before? “I knew you’d like bottoming,” Jamie said with a little smirk. He pulled his fingers out again, and I actually whined that time.
I wasn’t even aware of what he was doing, I just wanted his fingers back where they belonged. I suddenly understood how he could get off that way. There were three fingers pressing at my entrance, and he pushed in gently. There was a burn with the three, but he was going so slow I almost grabbed his wrist and shoved them inside of me. Just get back in there and I won’t notice the pain.
He moved them slowly, occasionally scissoring his fingers but making sure to hit that spot enough that I didn’t really notice the stretch. He was biting his lip as he watched me, rubbing my abs gently as his other hand worked. I was pushing back against his hand, clutching my sheets and breathing embarrassingly loudly. It wasn’t enough. I needed more. I needed all of him. I reached for him. He leaned over, giving me a soft kiss as he continued to work his fingers in and out.
“Jamie…please.” I’d never sounded so whiny in my entire life. He smiled against my lips, then sat up and pulled his fingers out. My body tried to follow them of its own accord, even though I was asking him for more. He was still wearing pants, which was a discovery that made me blush again, but he was quickly getting rid of them. He was every bit as hard as I was. He lubed his dick and moved to position himself right between my legs.
“Tell me if I hurt you,” he said softly, “I’ll stop any time you want me to.” I nodded. Yes, yes, get that thing inside of me now. He must have seen the desperation on my face because he grinned. Then he lined himself up.
I did my best to relax as he pressed in, but his dick was way bigger than his fingers. I flinched as he breached the rim, and he paused. “I’m fine,” I panted, “Keep going.”
“Hold on,” he said, pulling out and grabbing one of my pillows. He smacked my ass to get me to lift up. I did, even though having my ass in the air had me feeling even more self-conscious. He lined up again and pressed in slowly, watching my face as he did so. I didn’t stop him, and he kept going until he was all the way in. He paused there and looked down at me as he held onto my hips, sitting on his knees.
It burned and stretched and felt like he was about to rip me in half. But I wanted that feeling back. “Yellow,” I whispered, “But move.” He started with tiny, gentle thrusts as he rubbed my thighs soothingly. He was subtly moving, though, and I knew he was looking for just the right angle. The second he found it, my entire body shuddered. “Fuck…” And that was the second I knew it was going to be worth the burn, because it was going to be so much better than his fingers.
He looked pleased with my reaction. He leaned over me, licking up my neck and to my mouth, where he started fucking my mouth with his tongue in time with the thrusts that were getting continuously harder as they hit just right every time. I didn’t even care that his tongue had just been in my ass. I gripped onto his arms as he pulled back a little, holding himself up over me as he pulled almost all the way out before thrusting in each time, dragging across my prostate on the way in and out.
I let out a moan that was way louder than I meant for it to be. It wasn’t as though I could have stopped it, but it didn’t really matter, anyway. Everyone knew we were together. I’d come out in front of a full hockey arena during a televised game. Hundreds of thousands of people, or more, had seen it. The people around my dorm may as well know the sex was good.
He let out his own moan and his eyes slipped closed as he continued to thrust hard and fast. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what was hotter, watching him come undone on my dick, or watching him take control. “Fuck, Caden, you feel so good.” His eyes opened and he looked back down at me.
My cock gave a jump as we made eye contact. It was too much and not enough. I needed more. I needed him. I needed to come, but I wanted it to last forever. “Fuck me, Jamie. Harder.”
His eyes darkened. He let out a feral little growl and started pounding into me, hitting my sweet spot every time. It was hot as hell. “Fuck yes,” I said, without even realizing I was speaking. I felt it coming, starting in my core and working its way through my entire body. I was shaking, and at that point it was definitely not nerves. I barely registered that I’d brought my legs up and locked them to his sides. His arms were starting to shake, too, and he was letting out little grunts and moans as he continued moving in me.
My dick was so hard and swollen that it felt like it would explode with the slightest touch. The feeling that had started in my core spread down my legs and curled my toes. I tried to reach up for him, I just needed a kiss, or anything that was more touch. I needed more of him. More. Suddenly, though, without even realizing it was getting ready to happen, my back arched, and I practically convulsed as rope after rope of cum shot out of my cock.
I cried out, feeling as though the orgasm was never going to stop. “Jamie!” I’d never experienced anything like it in my life and I honestly wasn’t sure why. He moved a hand to my hip when I said his name, but he was still fucking me through my orgasm, and as soon as my dick stopped spraying us both, I realized his thrusts had grown erratic.
“Fuck, Caden, you’re so fucking hot…” He gave one more hard thrust, and I felt his dick pulsing inside of me, felt his cum painting me on the inside. He gave a couple more half-hearted thrusts then dropped his mouth to mine, kissing me gently but passionately. I kissed him back, even though I felt like I couldn’t move the rest of my body. I felt like jelly. My legs had dropped down, spread open with my feet still on the mattress.
He leaned back a little and looked at me as he pulled out. I could feel his cum dripping out of me. “How was it?” he asked quietly.
I started laughing. “Are you just showing off now? Because I’m pretty sure you could tell exactly how it was.”
He laughed, too, and started kissing and biting at my neck. “If I mark you now, everyone will know who claimed you.”
