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Hale lifted his ass slightly and moaned. His knees spread farther apart and he could more clearly see the heavy sac between his legs. Hale’s cock was hidden. Harrison had felt the hard member pressed up against his flat stomach before they even changed positions.
Never in a million years had he thought he’d find a man’s body so sexy, but there was something about the soft flush of Hale’s pale skin, the perfect curve of each cheek as they tapered down to muscular thighs that left him aching. He needed to explore every inch of him, memorize him with lips and tongue.
“Harrison,” Hale said a little breathlessly, reminding him that he’d not put on the damn condom yet. He’d gotten too lost in the show Hale was putting on for him. As it was, he was pretty sure he could just come from watching Hale fuck himself.
Harrison quickly rolled on the condom, grabbed the bottle of lube, and smeared some on his dick. He reached out with those slick fingers, running them along Hale’s sac, cupping that hot weight. Hale cried out long and loud.
“Yes, touch me!” he panted, pressing backward into Harrison’s hand.
That was all the urging he needed. He continued to fondle his balls lightly, sending a shiver through Hale. Slowly his fingers moved up, trailing up his perineum before grazing around his finger-stuffed ass.
“Yes, more. Please. Stretch me, Harrison.”
His heart thundered in his ears as he hesitated for only a moment. He pulled his hand away to smear more lube on his fingers. There was no way he’d risk hurting Hale if he could help it. Very carefully, he pressed his index finger in with Hale’s other two, immediately getting lost in the absolute heat and tightness of his body.
Hale whimpered, the sound partially muffled by the pillows pressed against his face. Harrison stopped, trying to judge whether the sound was pain or pleasure.
“More. Please. More.”
A sound of pleasure then.
Still moving slowly, Harrison worked his finger deeper, sliding it with Hale’s. He was so tight. So perfect. Every thrust in and careful withdrawal brought wonderful sounds from Hale. Little, desperate pants and cries of pleasure.
“I can make you come just like this, can’t I?” Harrison asked in a low, wicked tone. As he spoke, he slipped his free hand between Hale’s legs to cup his balls again.
“Harrison!” Hale screamed in a mix of pleasure and surprise.
“You’re completely in my hands. How hard would it be to send you over the edge, coming on the sheets?”
“Please, don’t!” Hale was already pulling his fingers free, but at the same time he was shoving back into Harrison’s grasp, as if his body had a mind of its own and it was chasing the pleasure Harrison was weaving. “So close. I want you.”
Part of him wanted to go on torturing Hale, to see how close he could push him, how much he could drag out this wonderful high he brought the man to, but his own body was screaming for release. He was afraid he was too close. He didn’t want to come the second he pushed inside of Hale’s hot body.
He removed his fingers and edged closer, brushing the tip of his deep-red dick across Hale’s hole. An uneven grin spread across his lips as Hale moved, trying to chase what he wanted so badly. There was no reason to let them both suffer any longer. He pressed forward, entering him as slowly as he could manage. The feel of Hale’s body was unlike anything he’d ever known. The incredible tightness. The heat. The velvet grip trying to pull him even deeper.
“Oh, fuck yes,” Hale moaned beneath him.
The world blurred. There was only blistering warmth and pressure and toe-curling pleasure. His orgasm was starting to tingle at the base of his spine, demanding release, but Harrison vowed to hang on until Hale was flung over the cliff first.
He thrust carefully, working his way deeper, making sure that Hale was okay. But that control was finally snapped as Hale met each thrust with desperate pleas for more and harder. Harrison was drowning in Hale. His heart raced in his ears, nearly blocking out the sound of their slapping flesh. The rain-induced chill they’d felt early was burned away by the scorching touch of their bodies. Sweat slipped down his temple and coated his skin. Fingers dug into Hale’s hips, controlling their pace despite his lover’s attempts to speed them up. Harrison kept them at long, deep strokes, making sure Hale could feel every inch of him.
“Fuck, so close,” Hale panted as he thrust one hand between his legs and started stroking himself.
Harrison sped up at last, trying to keep rhythm with Hale’s motions, driving him closer to the release they both sought. “Come for me. I want to feel it. Come—”
Hale’s cries of ecstasy filled the room, cutting off Harrison’s command. Muscles clenched even tighter around him, and Harrison shouted. The fine, little threads he’d been using to hold on to his own orgasm broke and he soared, emptying himself into the condom as the world whited out in electric joy.
