In his room, Ry laid out a couple of towels on his bed.He cleaned the worst off himself and threw a damp and a dry towel to Alex, who finally removed the last of his clothes.
“You know, we are just going to get messy again,” he said.
Ry smiled.“Yeah, but it’s nice to be cleaner for a moment.Lay down.”
Alex complied and stretched out on the bed.Ry straddled him, their lips locking.Alex hardened against him as he rubbed them together, the urgent need blazing in him, desperate for release.Instead, he slicked a couple fingers with lube and kissed his way down to Alex’s thick thighs, slipping a finger into the tight hole, slowly working it in.Alex scrunched his face as if concentrating very hard.
“Okay?”
“Mm,” he said.
“Good thing I’m not as big as you,” Ry chuckled.He slipped two digits in, curling them toward the prostate, bringing them fully out and inserting them again in a practiced manner.The heat made him want to bury himself in Alex right this moment, but he waited, patient as he could be, sucking in one of Alex’s balls.
The third finger went in, and Alex shuddered and moaned, but he nodded.When he’d relaxed enough against his fingers, Ry maneuvered himself and pressed the tip of his slick dick to Alex’s hole, his long legs draping over his shoulders.He pushed in, the pop suddenly blistering heat and pressure, and Ry cried out in pleasure.
Alex groaned and squirmed and panted.“Ry, fuck.”
“Better than a toy?”he said, burying himself.
Alex nodded and writhed.
Ry held still, concentrating on not shooting his load.He was already close from the railing Alex gave him.
“You feel so good, I may not be able to last long.”
Alex moaned as Ry rocked in and out.Alex’s breathing quickened, his hole twitching and tightening, driving Ry to keep his pace slow as he adjusted to the pleasure rolling through him.His legs quivered as he pushed in and out.
He then bent over and kissed Alex to distract him from the building intensity in his center.
“Relax,” Ry said, his voice husky.“You’re okay.”
“Yeah,” Alex whimpered.“Faster?”
Ry’s dick throbbed, and he almost lost it right there, but he slicked up with more lube and, through sheer willpower, picked up the pace without erupting.Alex’s velvet insides pulsed against his rhythm.Cool air, roasting heat.The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh again, and the pressure built.
He reached out and jacked off Alex as he thrust, the clenching driving him over the edge.Ry cried out, spasming inside Alex, his erratic pumps filling his partner, and then Alex himself spilled all over his own chest.Ry pulled out, the sensation too much, the cool air a balm.
When Alex opened his eyes, they looked lost and dreamy, unfocused until he saw Ry, his lopsided grin spreading across his face.
“Fuck, Ry.”His breathing was heavy.“It’s as if your dick was inside mine.Is that what it feels like for you?”
Ry laughed and shrugged.“Sometimes.That’s hot.”
Alex stretched and Ry collapsed next to him.“Good?”
“Amazing,” Alex said, reaching out and laying an arm across him.“Better than a toy.”
“I may not have the stamina you do, but any time you want me to fuck you, I’m down.”
Alex rolled over and nuzzled him.“Okay.”
They lay there for a few minutes, sweat drying.Then Alex got up and brought them both clean towels to wipe themselves off with until they wanted to shower.
“There’s cake,” Alex said as he settled next to Ry.“Assuming you’d like some.”
“I forgot about it,” Ry said.“Some guy was dick-stracting me with sex.”
“Hmm, that’s like a you problem.”He leaned over and kissed Ry lazily.“C’mon.”He hauled Ry up, and they headed back downstairs, still naked.
