He pulled me down for a kiss. It was sensual, full of love and yearning. Just soft lips meeting and grazing each other.
After a moment of being chest to chest, his arms around my back and his legs locked around me by his ankles, he loosened his hold and said, “Go.”
I pulled back, the shock waves sending bolts through me like I have never felt before. “Oh God! Is it always this good,” before pushing back, my balls meeting the top of his crack. I repeated, but harder the second time, chasing the feeling of electricity zapping all my nerve endings. Jimmy was arching his back, his hand on my torso, touching me and occasionally finding my nipples, sending an extra jolt to my cock.
My breaths were starting to come out ragged, I was tiring out, but I refused to lose steam. Jimmy’s praise was keeping me going, saying how I was setting fire to his insides, I was hitting that spot perfectly.
I could feel the blaze within him.
It was burning my dick with pleasure.
His moaning only got louder the longer we went on. But through all the ecstasy, he never shut his eyes, and they never left mine. The love I saw in the caramel coloring told me everything I needed to know, and it was the only thing that mattered at this moment, in this intimate space.
I was getting close.
I lasted a lot longer than I thought I was going to.
I reached down and grabbed Jimmy’s leaking cock, smearing his clear fluid making my hand glide up and down his shaft. He arched his back with a moan, which felt like it forced my cock even deeper than I was going before. He shot off without warning, having hit that hard knot in his ass with the tip of my cock, yelling as three long ropes of white landed on his furry chest.
The force of juicing made Jimmy squeeze his rim around me as I was pushing into him, squeezing my trigger. “Oh, God, Jimmy! I’m close. Oh fuck, oh fuck!” I was gasping, my lungs were not cooperating anymore with the activity because the euphoric feeling overtook my brain.
It felt like it was nonstop. I couldn’t even count how many times I shot strings inside of him. The feeling of filling his insides up with my fluids, knowing that I was leaving a part of me behind in him, made my extremities go numb, losing feeling in my arms.
I landed on Jimmy’s chest, his arms immediately went around me, gluing me onto him with his castoff. We laid there, face to face, giving each other breaths, my dick still inside of him, still hard as a rock even though I just came the hardest I think I ever have. I could stay like this forever, attached to the man I love with all my heart.
In his love.
He kissed me with passion. When he pulled back, I opened my eyes, both of us fully sated, but content.
“I love you,” he whispered, his nose brushing against mine. “So fucking much. You are mine. And I won’t let you go. Ever.”
The intensity of his statement made tears prickle the corners of my eyes. I gave him a gratified smile, trying to hold the tears back with a physical dam. This man was all I had left in this world.
I had no one else anymore.
It’s crazy that in three weeks my life would completely change for the worst and for the best at the same time. I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss. “I love you.” I didn’t know what else to say other than those three little words that carry so much weight in life.
They can break someone just as easilyas lift them.
We laid there for probably ten minutes, my dick finally deflating in that time, falling out of Jimmy’s hole on its own, making both of us hum at the loss. I peeled off of him and we both went and got cleaned up together.
When we were about to jump in the shower, I noticed Jimmy’s wound was stitch free. “Jimmy,” I touched the area, which was closed with a puckered seam. “When did this happen?” I was in such a fog the last several days, I didn’t even notice until now that he showered with me and didn’t need to keep that area dry, making me feel guilty.
Jimmy saw my expression, seeing the stress on my face, “Honey, no. It’s fine. It’s okay. It happened on Sunday, while you were asleep. David stayed with you while I went and saw the town Doc.” He attempted to twist to see for himself but wasn’t successful.
We washed off, now easier for Jimmy without the stitches and then crawled back into bed naked. Jimmy wrapped himself around me, his soft cock pressed against my ass.
I was starting to feel the comfort I normally feel when in Jimmy’s embrace. The numbness of everything that happened was still there, Jimmy’s love was starting to overpower it, little by little.
Before I dozed off, I mumbled, “In your love,” before I felt a kiss on my head.
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