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I rock back against him, cock and balls swaying as his thumb rubs over my taint. His probing fingers are magic, getting me so close that I can barely suck him, making my dick ooze onto his bare chest.
Oh fuuuuuck. Another prod right where I need it. I moan around him, and his cock swells. His hand on my balls falls away; his fingers in me go still. Winning. I cup his balls and move my head so that I’m taking him in and out.
Every time I’m sure he’s gonna come, he lights me up with his damn fingers. I’m grunting, so lust-drunk I can barely breathe around the girth of him. He gets me worked right to the edge, so fucking desperate my whole body’s pulsing.
Then he thrusts his big dick into my throat, making me choke.
It’s war.
Finally, I feel his big balls firm up. He starts groaning like he’s gonna come. I suck harder, faster, and he slides his fingers out of me.
“I’m gonna get up,” he says in a voice that’s strained and shaking. “You’re gonna stay bent over like that…hold the footboard.”
I’m hit by a bolt of lust so thick and hot, I nearly come on the spot. I ease him out of my mouth, giving his tip one more teasing lick before crawling toward the footboard. My cock’s heavy. My balls wobble. I’m breathing loud and hard as I feel him behind me.
“You’re close,” he rasps. “And so am I.”
His thumb presses into my hole, stretching me so he can work more lube in. My knees tremble as he finger stuffs me. I can’t help a harsh groan.
“You think you can take me, buddy?”
His finger strokes my p-spot, and I grunt as my legs shake. Another string of cum drips to the covers.
I can only moan in answer. Then his fingers leave me. His hand pulls my cheeks apart, and I feel his thick head against my hole.
“Fuck.” A shudder ripples through my muscles.
“Nice and easy…”
His hand strokes over my ribs, and I hear him let out a breath. There’s more pressure. I inhale deeply…shut my eyes, and take him in one devastating stroke. My legs nearly give way. I’m so full. I’m grunt as he thrusts his hips and settles fully in me.
“Fuck.”
Too big. Chills and tremors rack me as I feel the fullness…try not to tense up. Too much. So good.
“Vance?” His voice is choked.
“Good.” The word sounds deep and grunted. My arms quake as I breathe deeply, relaxing limb by limb…so I can host him. Then, with one more heavy thrust, he’s in me to the hilt, so deep his balls rub up against mine.
It’s…exquisite.
I fall forward because my arms won’t hold me.
He draws slowly out, each inch bringing relief…and a strange sort of panic. I move backward toward him, and his thick tip pushes back in. He grips my hips, and I’m impaled.
“Fuck…”
“Ahh God.” He shudders. “You’re…amazing.”
He thrusts one more time, groaning loudly as his cock rubs up against my prostate. Cum spills on the bedding.
He moves out…and pushes back in. And again… Again. My cock’s full and heavy, desperate to be touched—and then he hears my thoughts and rubs a finger over my head…traces my slit with a shaky finger.
“You’re so good,” he moans. “I can’t…stay still.”
“Don’t.”
He pulls slowly out. I feel his hand tremble as he grips my cheek…then plunges in so deep the room spins. I feel like I need to move…but all my senses are blowing like light bulbs.
“Vance?” His voice quakes.
I grip the footboard, gritting my teeth as I rock against him—with him—so my cock and balls bounce. He likes that; he groans and fucks me hard and deep.
“Aghh.” More cum spills from my tip. “I’m gonna...come.”
He groans as he draws out, then slams in. My legs tremble wildly.
Each thrust from him gets me further gone…until I’m nothing but this pleasure and our loud groans, my shouts every time he comes in heavy. Then he fills me good and stays there. My whole body flushes as his hand strokes my balls.
“Vance…”
His cock draws out, then bursts back in. Sweet warmth fills me. I jet like a bursting dam onto the duvet.SixLuke
For a few forevers, I’m there on my knees—my eyes squeezed shut, my body pulsing like a star. Blood booms in my head as my chest pumps and my heart gallops.
This…this…this. It beats through me like a chant, this epiphany that isn’t new. This is what I need to live life. Even as I staunch the flood of my emotions, I can feel it burdening the levy. I’m caught somewhere aching for a too-long moment…but I work my way out.
When at last I lift my eyes open, I see that Vance is lying face-down, one hand over his head. I stretch out beside him…wrap an arm over his hard, sweat-damp back. When he doesn’t move, I lean back on my elbow, cup my hand around the back of his head. It’s warm—sweaty. His big body radiates heat.
