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I’d never laughed so much watching an action movie. Marco would roll his eyes, wince in pain, and then point out all the ways the hero would have gotten himself killed in real life. But he did it in such a deadpan way that I was cracking up through the whole thing.
After the movie ended, I gathered the remnants of our takeout lunch and brought them into the kitchen. When I got back to the living room, Marco grabbed my wrist. I glanced down at his face. I knew that look. I let my gaze drift lower and smirked. Sure enough, his semi-hard cock was trying to tent his sweatpants. “Is there something you need?”
He pulled me closer so he could wrap an arm around my waist. “Yeah. A good fuck. Think you can help me out?”
I hesitated. “As much as I love the idea of riding you, you’re still getting over a concussion. It’s not a good idea to do things that will increase your heart rate and elevate your blood pressure. On top of that, you have a sprained ankle.”
“I’ll take it easy and let you do all the work,” he said with a grin.
“That’s not how that works. You’d have a massive headache afterward.”
“Totally worth it,” Marco said
I shook my head. But I couldn’t deny that my cock thickened at the thought of riding him. “We really should wait.”
He pulled me closer. “Come on, Nurse Liam. My dick hurts, and I need you to make it better.”
I laughed and then closed my eyes and sighed. I knew I was going to give in. “As long as you’re sure.”
“I’m sure. I’ll deal with the headache.”
“Supplies?”
Marco pointed to the drawer in the coffee table. “I stocked up after the last time we didn’t make it upstairs.”
I snickered because that had been totally my fault. I opened the drawer in question and found an unopened bottle of lube and a small box of condoms. As soon as I turned around, Marco had his hands on the button of my jeans. “In a hurry?” I teased.
“I’ve been watching that ass all morning,” he growled.
I moved his hands. “I’ve got it. Get your own pants down.”
By the time I got my jeans and briefs off, Marco had shoved his sweatpants down to the middle of his thighs and pulled his T-shirt off. His impressive cock was standing full and erect, already leaking precum. I knelt beside the couch and took it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head. Marco groaned and put his hand on the back of my head, tightening his fingers in my hair. That turned me on so much that I swallowed him deeper. He lifted his hips, urging me to take more of him, and I was very happy to comply.
I pulled off when Marco’s cock got harder. I wanted him inside me when he came. I stood and picked up the box of condoms. Marco watched me with hooded eyes as I took out a condom, pulled it out of the wrapper, and rolled it over his hard dick. “I want to watch you prep yourself,” he rasped.
I grinned. “Fine by me.” I pulled off my shirt and straddled him so my ass was in his sight. I opened the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount on two fingers. Leaning forward, I brought my lubed fingers to my puckered hole and pushed both in, groaning at the stretch and burn.
“That’s right,” Marco ground out. “Stretch that tight hole for my cock.”
I spread my fingers and pushed in deeper. Marco shifted behind me and there was the click of the lube cap. “Fuck yes,” I hissed as he slid his thick finger in beside my two. I pushed back against his finger while driving mine as deep as they would go.
Finally, Marco grabbed hold of my hip. “Enough,” he growled. “I want you on my dick.”
We pulled our fingers out, and I turned to face him. Taking the lube bottle from where he’d dropped it on the couch, I poured some on his covered cock. I held his rigid length while I eased myself down on him. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped as he filled me. I gasped in surprise when Marco took hold of my hips and thrust up the rest of the way.
“God, yes,” I cried out.
Marco wrapped his fingers lightly around my throat. “Ride my cock.”
The sound I made probably would have embarrassed me at any other time. But at that moment, I couldn’t care less. My cock was so hard it hurt. I put my hands on his chest and started to roll my hips. The hand on my throat didn’t move. Marco’s grip never got any tighter, though I occasionally felt his fingers move in a light caress. I rose and fell, shifting until his cock dragged across my prostate. I almost came hands-free. “Close,” I gasped.
Marco shifted his hands to my hips, guiding my movements and thrusting into me hard and deep. I wanted to tell him to be careful of his ankle, but I couldn’t speak. The pleasure was too intense. My eyes rolled back when Marco took hold of my cock. I timed my thrusts into his grip with the tempo of his into me.
I felt the orgasm coil low in my groin, then spread up my spine and down my thighs. “Coming,” I choked out. I threw my head back as pleasure coursed through me in waves. Marco’s hand tightened on my hips as he drove into me with a growl and his body went rigid with his own climax. As his cock throbbed deep inside me, I wondered what it would feel like to have his cum fill me instead of the condom. I quickly pushed the thought away. That was not what we were about.
I bowed my head and tried to catch my breath. I chuckled when I saw the mess I’d made on Marco’s stomach and chest. “I guess I’d better get a washcloth to clean you up.”
“Not yet,” he said. He turned his head and winced. “Fuck, that hurts.”
