Page 107 of Dickathlon

As if I needed to show him, I grabbed my hard dick and asked, “What does it look like? It feels so good, but can we try something else?”

“You wanna suck it?”

“Always trying to get it in my mouth.” I laughed. “No, I meant another position.”

“Oh. Sure. You wanna be on top and ride me?” He slowly pulled out and fuck if I didn’t almost whimper at the empty feeling.

I shook my head. “I still want you to be in control.” I flipped over and pushed myself up onto my knees. “This work for you?”

I flinched as his hand made contact with my ass. Smack! “Fuck, I can’t believe you’re mine.” He grabbed my waist and pulled me back towards him. He didn’t tease my hole this time. He just slammed it in.

“Oh God! Fuck!”

He was like a machine. My dick kept slapping against my stomach as my balls swung back and forth, causing a delightful tugging feeling. But he just continued to rail me, sometimes grunting, other times saying the dirtiest, most erotic things I'd ever heard him say. He'd never been like this and I'd never been more turned on. I was embarrassingly close already and I hadn’t even been touching myself. The guy from Twitter was right; this angle was so much better.

“I’m close, Dec.”

Ow. He grabbed my hair and pushed down on my back, forcing me to arch. Every thrust, he hit that spot and I wanted to die from the euphoria. All I could think about was the pleasure deep inside of me and my dick.

"I'm-I'm cumming, De-" Holy fuck.

Declan kept pummeling me as my cum sprayed the comforter below me.

"Fuck, I swear you're getting tighter. Where do you want my load?"

Everywhere.

"Inside me." I tried to reach behind me to hold him, but I couldn't grab him in this position. I gripped the comforter instead and pleaded, "Keep fucking."

With a renewed vigor, he kept at it. My dick, half hard, bounced below me, spent. Though the more he fucked, the more I could feel it trying to harden. He was still hitting the spot.

His pace increased. I tried bracing myself, but my hands were slipping on the bed. A few thrusts later and with a groan, he unloaded inside of me. He slammed so hard, he lost his balance and fell forward. In an attempt to catch himself, he put an arm on my back, but I couldn't hold his weight and we collapsed on the bed as he finished pumping out the rest of his orgasm. I had to bite the comforter to resist the urge to scream in pleasure.

How is anal this fucking good and why did we wait so fucking long?

A few more seconds passed between each successive thrust. I laid there, waiting for him to come back to us.

He pushed up, keeping me pressed against the bed. I felt the brush of his stubble against my ear before he whispered, "That was amazing. How do you feel?"

"Full." I flexed my pelvic muscles to squeeze his still-hard cock nestled inside of me.

"Jesus, don't do that."

"Why?" I did it again.

"You want me to fuck you some more?"

"Fuck yes."

"We'll break the bed."

"Is that a guarantee?" I glanced over my shoulder.

"When did you become such an insatiable bottom?"

"The moment your dick came inside me."

"Fuuuck, Ty. Don't say things like that." He finally pulled out.