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Grabbing the long, lean legs on either side, Coury hoisted them onto his shoulders. He slid his slick fingers around Liam’s entrance a few times, then gently pushed his index finger against the opening.
Liam tensed for a moment, then relaxed.
“I won’t hurt you.”
“I know you won’t.”
Coury jerked Liam’s cock in rhythm, moving his finger in and out. He slid in a second, and the muscles of Liam’s ring clamped down. He nearly came thinking about how that would feel around his cock.
Working his fingers in and out, he released Liam’s cock and grabbed a condom. He tore it open with his teeth and eased his way out of Liam to roll the latex sheath onto his cock. Quickly, he lubed himself and pressed his slick fingers back inside.
“I’m ready, Coury. Please.”
“Is this where I say I’ll tell you when you’re ready?” Liam laughed and clenched tight around Coury’s fingers.
“No, this is where my bossy bottom side says just fuck me.”
Coury locked his eyes on Liam’s, withdrew his fingers, and nudged his cock into Liam’s opening. He pressed in slowly. Liam sucked in a noisy breath when Coury pushed through his ring. He paused to let Liam adjust. A few seconds later, a tiny nod was his signal to keep going.
Setting his hands on either side of Liam, Coury dipped down to kiss him, sinking a bit deeper in the process.
Liam didn’t show any sign he needed to stop. He cupped Coury’s face with his hands, his tongue pushing urgently into Coury’s mouth. Lost in the heat, Coury slid his entire length into Liam.
“Give it to me,” Liam whispered between kisses. “Please fuck me.”
He started with small, quick thrusts, slapping himself against Liam’s firm ass. The tiny moans Liam kissed into his mouth pushed Coury to lengthen his strokes—long, slow lunges that rapidly got harder and faster.
“You like that?” Coury asked, his body slamming against Liam’s.
“Yes.” Liam urged. “So good, Coury. You feel so good.”
“Yeah? You want more?” Coury didn’t need an answer to fuck harder.
Liam pulled him down and crushed their lips together. The passion and need Liam poured into the kiss was intoxicating. The bed creaked in rhythm, but Coury ignored the tiny voice that worried they’d wake Pop.
“Yeah,” Liam panted. “Give it to me.”
Coury lifted his head and grabbed Liam’s calves. He pushed back to give himself a better angle and drove deeper with each thrust.
“Fuck yeah.” Liam grabbed his legs and tossed his head back. “That’s it, Coury. So good.”
The slutty, wild side of Liam was incredibly sexy. It spurred Coury to give him what he wanted. He drew back slow, and then slammed home hard. He almost pulled out and made short shallow thrusts where the head of his cock worked Liam’s entrance, then leaned forward again and took longer, deeper strokes that earned him a tiny grunt each time he hit bottom.
“I’m getting close, Liam.”
“Don’t stop. Come inside me.”
Even with a condom on, the thought of shooting his load deep inside Liam pushed him over the edge. He felt his orgasm build and pounded faster to keep it surging.
“Oh, God,” he whispered as he raced to the end. “I’m coming. Oh, God!”
He shoved in hard and stayed put. Liam squeezed tight, and Coury sucked in a breath. Recovering enough, he moved again, this time fast and deep. He continued until his body stopped spasming. The intensity left him gulping air, and his heart still pounded in his chest.
“Don’t move,” Liam said. He fisted his cock and jerked himself with long, steady strokes.
From Liam’s breathing, Coury knew he was close. A few seconds later, his cock erupted, the first volley leaving a trail of white come from Liam’s forehead to his abs. Coury twitched every time Liam clenched.
Coury leaned forward and kissed Liam’s come-covered lips. “You’re so hot.”
Wrapping his legs around Coury’s torso, Liam kept them connected. “That was amazing. You feel so good inside me.”
Eventually, Coury eased back. He grabbed the end of the condom and slowly pulled out. Tying off the end, he tossed it aside while Liam used some tissues to clean up. Finally, Coury lay back down next to Liam.
Liam snuggled in; Coury slipped his arm under and around the warm body pressed against his. They still had a problem, but they’d talk tomorrow. If they were both going to be hurt, Coury wanted to enjoy the time they had so he’d never forget.
Chapter Eighteen
Coury
The light breeze Coury had ignored during practice forced him to zip up his sweatshirt now that the sun was nearly gone. He should have been listening to his coach, but he spent more brain power wondering if Liam was cold waiting for him in the bleachers. Hopefully he’d dressed warm enough.
“See you all tomorrow,” Coach Brophy said.
Coury slung his glove into his bag and slid the bat into the compartment underneath. Luke was still talking to Tom, their first baseman. Either he wrapped that up, or Coury’d leave without him. He looked at Liam, smiled, and held up a finger.
