“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper, low enough so he can’t hear me, as I let my hands drift down his cheeks, kissing my way between them. I flatten my tongue, and press it lightly to his hole, and he jerks a little.
“This okay?”
“Yeah, I just… Yeah.”
I do it again, licking around, back and forth, until I feel him relax a little. When I push my tongue inside, he gasps.
I alter between thrusting my tongue in and licking around it, until he’s dripping with my saliva, and he’s moaning and pressing back against me. I grab the lube, coating a finger before I slowly push it inside, taking my time with him, before I add another.
I stroke his dick at the same time, and he pushes back on my fingers and thrusts forward in my hand, groaning. There’s a thin sheen of sweat on his back, and his arms are shaking.
“Can you take another?” I ask, breathing heavy with how turned on I am. My dick is rock-hard, and I want inside him so badly I feel like crying.
He nods, and I push in a third finger. Feeling him tense a little, before he relaxes again. When I curl my fingers inside him he jerks forward.
“Oh, fuck! Holy shit!”
His legs start shaking, and he moans loudly as I continue stretching him and rubbing his prostate.
I know this so well. I know exactly what he’s feeling. There’s this insane pleasure, so intense you almost want to move away from it, but you can’t stop chasing it either.
I love this. I could spend the rest of the trip like this. But my dick’s leaking all over the sheets, and I give it a few strokes, just to take the pressure off. And as much as I love his body, I need to see his face.
“Turn around.”
He flops down on his back, spreading his legs, and I lean on one elbow, while moving the other hand down again.
“Wait,” he says, grabbing my arm. “I’m ready.”
I shake my head. “I’m not gonna last inside you.”
“It’s okay,” he nods. “Just do it.”
“Kade,” I whisper.
“Seth,” he says, pulling me to him and kissing me. “I want you to fuck me. I want you.”
I swallow down the emotions trying to choke me, and search his eyes for a moment, looking for any hesitation but I can’t find any. So, I kiss him before I drown in them, and coat myself up in lube. I press the head against his hole, but then he tenses.
“You trust me?” I ask.
He looks at me, darting his eyes between mine, and nods.
“More than anyone,” he says, and his words pierce me straight through my heart.
“Bear down and breathe.”
He takes a deep breath, and I push the head inside. I kiss his chest and stroke the inside of his thigh, until I feel his muscle relax around me, so I push inside a little more, and he tenses again.
“I need you to breathe, baby.” The word slips out of me before I can stop it. But he doesn’t seem to notice. His eyes are closed, and he’s breathing is choppy.
“We can stop, if you—”
“No,” he says, grabbing my arm, before he moves up to the back of my head, pulling me down and kisses me. “I’m just…”Nervous.
“I got you,” I whisper against his lips, and then I kiss him, slowly pushing inside him until I’m fully in.
It’s almost overwhelming. Surreal and incredible.
