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Carter grabs my hand, scooping up the cum still remaining on it, coating his fingers with it before he pushes my thighs further apart. He presses two fingers inside me and I throw my head back. The moan that escapes my lips is cut off by Carter lunging up, and pressing his lips against mine. His tongue thrusts into my mouth in the rhythm that his fingers are pushing into my ass. It’s good, but it’s not enough, not nearly enough for me. I pull back and look at Carter. He’s as hard as I am now.
“Come on Carter,” I say, and he crooks his fingers just right, and they brush against my prostate.
I gasp loudly as my fingers dig into his biceps, and for once I don’t have to worry that someone will get hurt. I know Carter can take it. Carter’s teasing me with the promise of a third finger circling the rim of my asshole before pushing in, opening me up stretching me for his cock bit by bit until I’m rocking down onto his hand and demanding more … much more. I wanted this but I didn’t think it would feel this good when I look at Carter, look into his eyes. He’s looking at me like he didn’t know it would be this good either, like he needs this just as badly as I do.
Maybe this is what everything between Carter and I has been about. The fighting and the rivalries, the one-upmanship, all just a complex form of denial, all just a way of working around what we really needed. Possibly that’s what Eliza saw in the tension between us, why she had to have us both. Maybe Eliza saw this coming. Maybe she’s smarter than either of us think. It feels like every fight, every jab, both verbal and physical, was about Carter and I getting to this point, about giving in to something neither us ever knew we needed. Carter’s fingers are still pumping in and out of me at a rapid pace that has my cock hard and dripping all over the expensive leather of Carter’s couch. Carter’s hard and leaking too. I don’t think either of us can wait much longer.
“Fuck Carter, come on, I’m ready.”
Carter pulls his fingers from my ass and I turn my back to Carter, kneeling up on the couch. Carter moves behind me and I wait. I look over my shoulder, and Carter’s looking down at my ass licking his lips. Carter places one hand on my hip, the blunt fingers digging into muscle and flesh, deep enough to bruise. My heart pounds in my chest. Every single muscle in my body is taught with the sweet tension of anticipation.
I know Carter and I are about to cross a line and once we do, we can never go back to being just enemies or rivals, or whatever it was before. Everything that’s already happened can be written off as the heat of the moment, as stress relief, as two guys blowing off tension while getting each other off. Not this, fucking is deliberate, you have to want it, and right now I need it. I look back over my shoulder, and one look at Carter tells me his thoughts are the same as the ones running through my mind. Carter’s fingers tighten on my hip as a barely perceptible gesture.
“You know there’s no going back from this,” he says.
“I know,” I say simply. “I don’t intend on going back.” And it’s as honest as I’ve been with anyone, and as honest as I can be with either of us.
Apparently, my answer is enough to satisfy Carter, because he reaches for the bottle of lube he’s tossed on the couch earlier. I watch as he flips open the cap and starts dripping the slippery clear liquid along the long length of his cock. Then he wraps his hand around my dripping cock, stroking the length of it, throwing back his head moaning. A fire of lust rips through my mind, obliterating everything that isn’t Carter and I in this room right now. I can’t wait any longer. I reach back, grabbing Carter’s muscled thigh.
“Carter, fuck me now,” I say, my voice dark with desire and demand.
Carter’s only answer is to the slide his cock between my cheeks, and not inside me yet. Not inside me yet, the head of his cock just brushes my hole, a promise and tease and a dare all at once. Carter does this a few more times, just the slick, slow slide of his cock over my hole before I reach back and grab his cock lining him up to enter me. I give Carter’s a cock a squeeze that tells him I’m done waiting.
The head of Carter’s cock pushes inside of me and it’s a slow stretch and burn. It’s too good and too much and not enough all at once.
