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His ass.

I step closer, wrapping my arm around his front to grip his throbbing cock. Our eyes meet in the mirror again. “Promise me you’ll never doubt how fucking into you I am.” I stroke him until he whines, his head nodding. “Words, Penn.”

“I promise,” he hisses. “I just…this is everything I ever wanted. You and me. This. I’m afraid it’s some fucked up dream I’ll wake up from.” His pained eyes meet mine in the mirror. “If I lost you again…” The despondency in his eyes guts me. Hollows out my fucking soul. Sends searing pain into my heart.

I kiss his shoulder. “I’m yours forever. I’ve always been yours.”

Our eyes remain locked as I stroke his dick. He begins trembling. Signaling he’s close to coming. I slide my hand away, leaving his cock to bob eagerly. His groan has me chuckling.

“Stay here,” I tell him firmly.

“I was so close,” he grumbles.

Ignoring his pouting, I exit the bathroom and lock my bedroom door on the way to my nightstand. I pull out the lube and a condom. Once I shed the rest of my clothes, I carry my supplies into the bathroom. As soon as he sees what’s in my grip, he flashes me a brilliant smile.

I set the lube on the counter and hand him the condom. “Put it on me,” I instruct. “Have you ever put on a condom before?”

He snorts as he takes the rubber. “I’ve seen enough porn to get the idea.”

Our dicks gently rub against each other, sending a thrill shooting down my spine. This is finally happening. I’m about to fuck my best friend. My boyfriend. It’s surreal and kind of terrifying, but I’m eager.

He tears open the condom with his teeth and pulls it from the package. With trembling hands, he slides it over my tip. I hiss when he rolls it down my length, sheathing me. I’m clean and he’s clean, but until he asks me to fuck him bare, I’m not going to put that pressure on him. He fondles my balls, making me groan.

Looking down between us, I swat his hand away so I can take his dick in my grip. I slowly stroke him, loving the sounds of pleasure coming from him.

“See how my dick is all ready to go?” I rumble. “Wrapped up and ready to be inside your virgin ass.”

He thrusts against my hand. “Fuck, Cope, you’re driving me crazy.”

Running my thumb along his pre-cum at his tip, I shrug. “It’s fun.”

“Asshole.”

“Shhhh,” I tease. “I’ll be there soon enough.”

We grow quiet, aside from our ragged breathing, as I stroke him closer and closer to the edge. When he tenses and shakes, readying himself to come, I release him.

“What. The. Actual. Fuck?” he complains.

I chuckle as I grab his hips and turn him toward the mirror. His cheeks are flushed and his brown eyes are wild. “It’s called edging. It’ll feel much better when I eventually let you come.”

His eyes flare with lust and he rubs his ass against my erection. “You’re a tease.”

“You like it.”

He smirks, sending a wave of heat surging to my dick. I press my palm into his back and urge him to bend over some. His palms settle on the edges of the sink and his forehead nearly touches the mirror. I uncap the lube and pour a healthy amount on my fingers. Because we’ve been working up to it, I easily slide my middle finger between his ass cheeks and into his tight hole. I’m dying to put my cock inside of him because I know his tight ass is going to squeeze the fuck out of me.

“You like my finger in your ass,” I tell him, meeting his hooded stare in the mirror. “Fuck my finger like you own it.”

He groans and rocks his hips against my hand. His dick bounces with each movement. My own cock seeps with need.

“Perfect,” I praise, pushing a second finger into him. I fuck those fingers a few times into his ass before adding a third.

He hisses and tenses.

“Too much?”

“N-No,” he breathes. “I love it. I love you.”

“Pour lube on your dick.” I nod to the bottle. “Now, Penn.”

His ass clenches around my fingers, but then he obeys me, rubbing lube all over his impressive dick. I push away his hand and take over with my free one. With each fuck into his ass with my fingers, I time with my strokes around his dick. He’s a shaking, panting mess, edging closer and closer to oblivion. I wait until he’s tensed up and his eyes close before removing both hands abruptly.

“Jesus Christ!” he complains. “You’re killing me!”

I chuckle as I pour lube all over my dick, making sure it’s good and wet. “I’m a sadist. What can I say?”

He snorts but positions himself again at my mercy with his hands on the sink and his ass pushed out toward me. I grip my aching dick in my fist and slide between his cheeks in a teasing manner. When I meet resistance at his puckered asshole, I meet his stare in the mirror.

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