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My body warmed at his words, but I didn’t want to be the only one exposed. “Your turn,” I encouraged him, my voice soft but insistent, my gaze dropping down to the boxers that could barely contain his erection.
Raising his hips, Tristan slid his boxers off, revealing his own lithe and toned body. Our eyes locked, and I could see the desire and vulnerability in his gaze. I knew I needed to be careful, but I also knew that we both craved the intimacy and connection that came with being so close to one another. We had set up boundaries before, but they were all meaningless now. I wanted to barrel through any kind of wall or defense we had in place, reaching the center of Tristan and making him mine.
Only mine.
I pressed my needy body against his, making our cocks brush against each other. Tristan’s breath hitched, and I could see a flash of fear in his eyes. I paused, cupping his face gently in my hands. “We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with,” I reassured him. “Just say the word, and we’ll stop. We can keep things chill tonight.”
Tristan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, steadying himself. When he opened them again, the fear had been replaced with a fiery heat. Or maybe there was never fear there in the first place. “I trust you, Gabe,” he murmured. “I want this. With you. Fuck being chill. I want you to wreck me. Make me shout your name while you fuck my brains out.”
His words were the equivalent of dumping a bucket of pure gasoline onto an already roaring bonfire.
Our mouths met in a passionate kiss, and any lingering doubts were swept away in the heat of the moment. The sensation of skin on skin was electrifying, and I could feel every inch of him reacting to my touch. Our hands explored each other’s bodies, tracing every curve and muscle, as if we were trying to memorize every detail.
Tristan’s breath hitched in his throat, his hands moving to cup my ass, pulling me down onto him so that our stiff cocks rubbed together. He whispered into my ear, “Gabe, please, I need you inside me.”
Hearing him say that sent a thunderous shiver down my spine, and I knew I couldn’t deny him what he needed. I went and grabbed the lube, squirting some in my palm and stroking it over my throbbing cock. Tristan watched me, a lazy hand jerking himself off, his eyes filled with anticipation and need.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” I asked him one more time, wanting to be absolutely positive he was comfortable with what was about to happen.
Tristan nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. “I’m ready, Gabe.”
I positioned myself between his legs, spreading the lube around his tight hole. His breath quickened as I slowly pushed my fingers inside him, making sure he was ready for me. I met some resistance, his hole clenching around me.
“Breathe, that’s it. Relax.”
As I felt him let go and open up for me, I pushed my finger in deeper, watching it disappear inside of him. He gasped as I curled it upward, rubbing against his swollen prostate. His thick cock leaked a string of precome out from the tip. I used my free hand to rub my thumb over his wet dick, bringing that precome up to my lips and sucking my thumb clean. It tasted sweet and salty and just like Tristan.
All it took was one hit and I was hooked to his taste.
“Fuuuuuuck,” Tristan exclaimed as I pushed in another finger. His eyes locked with mine as I worked him open, probing him, his velvet hot heat encasing my fingers and making me wish it was my cock instead.
When he started to grind down on my hand, begging for more, I knew it was time.
“I’m on PrEP,” I said as I pulled out my fingers and replaced them with the head of my swollen cock. “Tested last week, and everything was negative.”
“Same here,” Tristan said, rocking his hips so that the tip of my dick slipped inside of him, pulling chesty moans from the both of us.
Our eyes met, and with a nod of affirmation from Tristan, I pushed forward, slowly entering him. I watched as his eyes fluttered shut, his lips parting in a moan of pleasure and relief.
“Are you okay?” I asked, concern lacing my voice.
Tristan nodded, his breath coming in shallow gasps. “Yes… fuck, it feels amazing.”
With that encouragement, I began to move, slowly at first, giving Tristan time to adjust to the sensation of being filled by me. His breaths grew deeper, his moans more insistent, and I could feel the heat of his body meeting mine. His legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer, urging me on. His balls were so fucking tight they looked ready to bust with only a couple more thrusts.
“Fuck, Trist, your hole feels so fucking good. I’m in heaven. Fuck.”
As our rhythm increased, Tristan’s hands clutched at my back, his nails leaving trails of scarlet-red desire across my skin. I bent down to capture his lips in another searing kiss, our tongues tangling together as our bodies moved in unison, finding the beat to a song only our hearts could hear.
The room filled with the sounds of our passion, our moans and gasps echoing off the walls as we moved faster, more urgently. Our eyes remained locked, the connection between us as strong and intense as the physical sensations we shared.
I could feel the pressure building within me, and I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. “Tristan,” I gasped, my voice breaking as I tried to maintain control. “I’m close.”
Tristan’s eyes fluttered open, and his gaze met mine. “Me too, Gabe,” he whispered breathlessly. “Please, do it. Fill me, Gabe.”
The permission I needed, the encouragement I craved, was enough to push me over the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, I felt myself reach the point of no return. My vision blurred as pleasure ripped through me, my body shaking with the intensity of my orgasm. Tristan’s own climax followed, his cries of ecstasy mingling with mine as we rode out the waves of pleasure together, riding up into the clouds that drifted over the quiet city. Ropes of come shot from his dick, landing on his chest and belly, covering his dark skin in dripping white.
“Holy… fuck,” I said, trying to catch my breath as my vision returned.
