Just as I was getting close to coming, he trailed kisses down my neck, and then gently slid out of me before rolling to his side.
“You didn’t finish,” I managed to breathe out.
He grinned, and flipped onto his stomach. “Yeah because I want you to feel me too.” He handed me the bottle of lube.
He didn’t need to ask twice. I took the bottle, uncapped it and coated my fingers first.
Straddling his legs, I hovered just over his puckered hole then slowly hooked a finger inside of him.
He twitched. “Fuck, yes.”
I grinned as I added in another finger, twirling them both as I pumped them inside his ass. When he was ready, I slathered my length with the lube then slowly inched inside of him.
He immediately gasped at the contact and we both sat still as I kissed up his bare shoulders until he relaxed.
I moved slowly against him, loving the feel of taking him bare and not wanting to rush it.
Gripping his hips, I pulled him to all fours as I stayed inside of him from behind. Reaching for his length, I pumped his shaft in the same slow rhythm as my hips.
“Please make me come,” he begged, picking up the pace by pushing his ass into me.
His hand covered mine on his dick, and we pumped together as I thrust harder over and over.
“I’m coming,” he murmured as warm spurts ran over our joined hands.
Turning his head, I took his lips with mine, devouring him in a scorching kiss as my orgasm took hold and I came inside of him, not stopping until his ass milked every last drop.
We breathed together for a moment, then my dick slid out between us.
“I love you. So damn much,” I whispered.
“I love you too.”
The crisp Februaryair stung my cheeks as Hayden and I stepped out of my truck the Sunday before his wedding. The driving range was surprisingly lively for a winter day. A few tee boxes were lined up under covered bays, which shielded people from the cold. The scent of freshly brewed coffee from the nearby snack bar wafted through the air, and the hum of conversation and the repeated sound of a club meeting a golf ball could be heard as we made our way to our assigned spot.
As Hayden set up his tee, I went to the snack bar and got us a couple Irish coffees. Once back, I handed him his and raised the paper cups. “Here’s to your last few days as a bachelor, my friend!”
“Thanks, man. I really appreciate you setting this up.”
“Glad I could make something work.”
Hayden had asked for something chill for his bachelor party. He wasn’t one to have many close friends since he spent a lot of time working. I didn’t blame him. If it wasn’t for my teammates, I wouldn’t have many friends either.
After we took a few turns, I lined up another shot. The golf club cut through the air as I swung, sending the ball soaring out onto the range. But when I turned to Hayden, I knew the afternoon was ending, and I still needed to tell him about Ford.
“Hayden,” I began and then cleared my throat. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “Okay?”
I took a final gulp of my beer. “So … Ford and I are back together.”
Hayden stared at me for a few beats. “I knew it was only a matter of time before he broke you down.”
I shook my head, frustration bubbling within me. “You don’t know him like I do. He’s not like that. He genuinely cares about me.”
Hayden’s eyes bore into mine, skepticism etched across his face. “I just don’t want to see you get hurt, man, and that’s all Ford does.”
“Look,” I sighed. “I know he did that a couple years back, but you have to agree peoplecanchange.”
