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My shoulders slump. “You don’t like that idea?”
“I fucking love that idea. I’ve wanted your virgin hole for so long. You know I’d never turn down a chance to get inside that beautiful round ass of yours.” His eyes are so hooded with lust they’re barely more than little slits, which makes my cock swell visibly inside my shorts.
Pulling a packet of lube from my pocket, I toss it to him and arch my brow suggestively.
“Now who’s the boy scout?” he smirks.
“I learned from the best.”
“Get naked,” he demands, and I damn near rip my shorts trying to get them off. “Lie back and put one foot on the floor. The other over the back of the couch.”
Doing as he says, I find myself spread wide open, my thick cock resting against my stomach, rising and falling with each anxious breath. Tripp scoots between my legs and rubs his palm up my thigh, between my pecs, and over my stomach. His finger grazes my shaft in the process and it lurches at the slight touch. Aside from a tiny grin, Tripp doesn’t acknowledge the effect he has on me. He just keeps rubbing his hand over my heated skin, like he’s savoring every contour, committing it to memory.
His touch isn’t overtly sexual, but it makes me tingle everywhere. It wakes up my senses, coaxing me into a state of heightened arousal. And while I’m sure the gentle touch is for my physical comfort, it soothes my heart at the same time.
Whether he intends to or not, he’s caressing me like a lover would, like he cherishes me and wants to take care of me. He’d be mortified to realize the emotions he’s creating inside my soul, but I can’t bring myself to be the bigger man and call this off before I fall for him irrevocably. Even if it leaves me heartbroken in the end, I want to experience this moment with him.
Gradually, he inches lower, fingers grazing over my taint, between my crack. My ass clenches involuntarily, both eager for and leery of the coming intrusion. As usual, Tripp seems to sense how I feel.
“Relax,” he says as he opens the packet of lube and spreads some over his fingers. “This will feel strange at first, maybe even a little uncomfortable. Don’t fight it. I promise it’ll get better, and you’ll love it.”
I gasp as the cool gel on his fingers comes into contact with my skin, exhaling slowly as he draws circles around my puckered hole. It’s not entirely unpleasant actually. There's a faint quiver deep inside my groin, which makes a bit of precum seep from my slit.
My thighs relax as Tripp probes the area, lulling me deeper into an aura of bliss as a contented moan rumbles from my throat.
“Fuck, that’s a sexy sound,” Tripp rasps as the pressure on my hole suddenly increases. “First finger. Let me hear it again.”
This time I utter more of a groan as my hole strains around the slight disturbance, and while it feels interesting enough that I want him to continue, the fullness of his finger inside me seems similar to... “Oh God. Is it supposed to feel like I have to take a shit?”
“Jesus. And people accuse me of talking without thinking,” he scoffs as his finger pumps leisurely back and forth, which after the initial shock feels pretty good. I don’t want him to stop. “You’re lucky I have a one-track mind,” he continues, “because I’m horny enough to ignore that comment.”
“Sorry, it’s just… I didn’t know how else to describe it.”
“Don’t describe it, just feel it. I’m adding another finger.”
The burn of the stretch takes over and I squirm uncomfortably until I feel a firm grip wrap about my cock. Suddenly, the discomfort is replaced with the familiar tingle of arousal. Tripp’s fist strokes up and down my length, and a wet heat surrounds my crown. Something that’s part moan, part sigh passes through my lips as my body tries to process the torrent of sensations flooding though it. Between the suction on my tip, the pressure on my shaft, and the fullness in my ass, I don’t know which way is up. Torn between the need to fight for control or bucking my hips wildly, my muscles throw in the towel, turning to jelly as I give myself over to the whirlpool of stimulation coursing through me.
My dick falls out of Tripp’s mouth with an audible pop. “There you go. Nice and relaxed. Now, let’s make your cock dance.”
Something shifts inside me, and my dick lurches upward as a bolt of pure electricity ricochets throughout my body. “Holy shit!” I cry, propping myself on my elbows so I can look down my body. “What the hell was that?”
“Big guy, meet your prostate.” I feel another shift deep in my core—Tripp’s fingers—and my cock lurches again as a fresh drop of precum oozes out.
“Jesus.” My head falls back onto the cushions as I gasp for air, a wicked laugh the only warning before he nudges it again, and again. I writhe beneath him, realizing that my prior understanding of bliss was sorely lacking.
With each swipe of his finger, my muscles contract, spasms wracking my body to what would be the point of pain if they weren’t so euphoric. I’ve never felt pleasure like this. It’s like I’m vibrating on a higher plane of existence. My body is so stimulated it can’t contain my consciousness, and I'm so zoned out it’s hard to form words.
“Is this…? When I…?”
“That’s right, big guy. This is what it feels like when you fuck me. Ready for my dick?”
I can’t speak. Can’t moan. Can’t even move my head. I think I blink though, which earns me a little peck on the lips as Tripp mumbles, “Fuck yeah.”
The ecstasy bubble pops as Tripp’s hands leave my body, and I whimper at the loss. Then I notice him shedding his clothes and lubing his cock.
Licking my lips, I watch his fist slide over his length. I don’t know if he looks so big because of the lack of pubic hair, or because he really is big. Either way, the smooth skin stretched taut over his shaft is a mesmerizing sight. The view is even more enticing with the gel coating his skin, making it glisten in the light. “It’s gonna be uncomfortable at first.” Tripp lines himself up to my hole. “Breathe through it.”
The pressure is sudden and intense, forcing my eyes to snap shut as I choke on a breath of air.
