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“All of this. Every bit of this. It makes me feel like the king of great.” A smile stretches over his face. He puts a big kiss on me, then pulls away again, brow furrowed. “What position should we do it? I kinda want to watch you while we do it.”
“My legs are a bit big to fit over your shoulders,” I point out.
“I can manage it. Do you know how many pounds I lug over these shoulders a day?” He gives me a cocky look and shrugs, as if to show off his shoulders. “I can handle your little legs.”
“Uh … ‘little’ …?”
He makes a quick (and startling) maneuver of yanking off my underwear, and tossing my legs over each of his shoulders. Then he fetches the lube and condom out of his pants as he addresses me. “Y’know, I’m just gonna prove it by keeping these legs right here the whole time. You’re gonna see how strong I am.”
Here’s the old, cocky Hoyt coming back. Proving how big and strong he is. Ready to show off to his teammates.
And in the heat of this moment, I’m kinda all for it.
Until I feel the cool touch of his fingers at my butthole.
“Whoa, whoa …” I protest at once.
“Hey, I gotta apply some lube first. You have to relax.” He tells me this in a babyish, calming voice—like he’s the expert here. “You don’t want it to hurt, do you? It’s gotta be nice and slick. Loosens you up a bit when I do it with my fingers. Safe sex is good sex.”
I am at a total loss. “What did you do? Watch a YouTube video on how to anally penetrate your boyfriend?”
Hoyt squints at me. “The better question is, is there any less sexy way to say ‘anally penetrate’? No, Harrison, I didn’t watch a how-to video.” He keeps gently teasing my hole. “I … may have watched a video or two.”
“A video or two …?”
“We don’t gotta get into the details. I just did some homework ‘cause I don’t know the first thing ‘bout the first thing.”
The tips of his fingers are already inside me.
I rock my eyes back. “Alright, that does feel pretty good.”
“And it’s not even my dick yet. Hey, if I do anything that hurts or pinches, you’ll let me know, right?”
“Go a little deeper.”
“Now, now.” He leans over me, bringing his face close. “You gotta learn to pace yourself, Harrison.”
I shoot him a look. “I don’t appreciate my own words being used against me.”
“It’s good advice, though, isn’t it? Kiss me.”
I take hold of the back of his head, claiming my control, and bring him in for a kiss. With his fingers gently working my hole and his lips on mine, I feel drunk with pleasurable sensations. It’s no time at all before I’m perfectly at ease, my muscles relaxed.
I knew it would feel good.
I never predicted it would feel this good.
He shifts slightly, startling me. When I peek my eyes open, other than a lot of Hoyt’s face, I see him rolling on his condom. It’s kind of cute, watching him do it blindly as he kisses me—and one-handed, at that. Then he starts to jerk himself off with the lube, slicking up his covered cock.
Is this really about to happen?
He pulls away. “I’m gonna start slow, alright?”
“You’ve got me so relaxed, I don’t think it matters how you start.”
“Don’t go puffing up your chest so soon,” he teases me. “I may not have a big ol’ daddy dick like you, but—”
I wince. “Don’t ever call it that.”
“—you’re still super tight. It will feel incredible, and until I’m ready to try it myself, I’m gonna be jealous as I fuck you.”
I laugh. I am not myself. I’m eighteen-year-old Harrison, fresh out of high school, giddy that the new boy on the farm is into me, touching me, his fingers in me, and his sweet lips over mine. “It’s too bad we don’t have a mirror right next to us, or else you could be seeing your hot-ass reflection, just like in your fantasies. A hot guy in the mirror, showing his strength, pumping away.”
A thoughtful smile stretches over Hoyt’s face. “Y’know what? I think I’ve found myself a new fantasy. It’s this. Right here. You. Me. That look on your face. That spark in your eye.” He puts a kiss on me, then looks into my eyes. “You’re my fantasy, Harrison.”
I stare back at him, taken. “I think you’re mine, Hoyt.”
When his fingers are gone and the real thing touches me, my eyes rock back, and I realize we’re in for the ride of our lifetimes. There is a bit of pressure at first, but it’s not painful at all. Hoyt must have really done his homework, because my hole is relaxed and ready as he gives it a gentle thrust of his hips. He slides in the tip, then continues to work me over, curiously at first, then with a touch more force. I bite my lip as he slides in further. Hoyt’s eyes snap to mine when I grunt. “You alright?” he asks. I nod at him, then take hold of his head again and bring his lips to mine.
