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Chris shook his head. “I’m not big on kissing.”
“Please?” He sounded pathetic, a kid begging for candy, but his defenses were gone, his skin transparent. “I want to kiss you so bad.”
Chris looked away, his lips a thin line and his eyes troubled.
Anthony felt like shit since Chris obviously wasn’t doing this on purpose. “It’s okay,” he said and tried to sound like he meant it. “Don’t worry about it.”
Chris nodded once. “If I were to kiss another man, it would be you. I’m not just saying that.”
A promise wasn’t a kiss, no matter how heartwarming, but the sentiment felt real. “Okay,” Anthony said. “That’s good enough.”
“You’re a shitty liar, but that’s part of your charm.”
“Better than being uptight.”
Chris laughed. “Oh, you’re going to hold it against me, are you?”
“Yep.”
“Well, how about you move your head on that pillow and spread your legs. Let’s see how tight you are now.”
Anthony moved to rest his head on the pillow, bent his knees and spread them as wide as he could. “Fuck me,” he said, feeling more willing than before, more eager, and less fearful.
Chris practically jumped on him. With no ceremony, he positioned himself between Anthony’s legs, then shoved himself inside with enough force to make Anthony cry out.
Chris didn’t skip a beat and hurried to block Anthony’s mouth with his palm. “Calm down. You should be wide enough for my fist to fit in there.”
Anthony tried to suck in the pain while Chris was still blocking his mouth and moving his hips rapidly back and forth. After so much action down there, he expected to handle the fresh penetration better than he was.
Chris shifted his weight a bit, and that gave him a better angle to push deeper. Anthony’s eyes rolled to the back of his head when a new stab of pain rocked his midsection. He grabbed the sheet with his fists so he wouldn’t end up pushing Chris away. The pumping continued until the burning feeling gradually subsided.
Chris moved his hand from Anthony’s mouth. “There you go. All you needed was to relax.”
Anthony could feel the ease with which Chris was moving in and out from his numb body. He lay with his eyes staring at the ceiling. The pain was mostly gone, but after so much fucking, there was a soreness in his hole he knew would linger after Chris was done.
“You’re so beautiful right now,” Chris said and leaned down to kiss Anthony’s chin. Another kiss followed, closer to the side of his neck. Anthony let out a sigh. He loved being kissed like that, the tenderness that met his sensitive areas.
Chris moved to lick Anthony’s neck, practically drinking the sweat from his skin. It was all so nice, but Anthony was still wary, knowing that Chris could do a one-eighty and turn into a dominant asshole in a matter of seconds. It left Anthony edgy, and yes, a bit scared.
Chris squinted at him, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Do you maybe want to come?”
Chris smiled. “Damn right I do. Spread your legs a bit more.” Chris started rocking his hips in and out. “Make noises. Don’t hold back.”
Anthony felt like staying quiet, but showing pleasure would make Chris climax sooner. He cleared his throat, then let deep and raw moans slip from his mouth. Those fake sounds did something to his brain, twisted it into believing this over-the-top pleasure was real.It does feel good. Despite everything, he knows how to fuck.
“You’re so hard,” Chris said.
Anthony looked down, surprised by his own throbbing erection.
Chris laughed. “Don’t look so surprised. It’s okay to get hard when you’re being fucked.” He lightly touched Anthony’s cheek. “I’m so happy this is happening. I wanted to come here for weeks and sleep with you.”
“You did?”
“Yeah, but I worried you wouldn’t go along. I’m glad I took the risk. You’re so much more than I was hoping for, Ant.”
There was no denying the pleasant feeling nesting inside Anthony’s chest. He had been feeling like such a loser for months, but Chris was making him feel like someone special, someone worthy. His willingness to give in to Chris’s desires rapidly grew, turning into a physical need.
