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“Would you mind if I get comfortable?” he asked, sounding like he couldn’t catch his breath.
“Sleep how you like,” I said, still not looking at him.
Hearing his clothes rustle, I didn’t turn around again until I heard him slip under the sheets. Hard as a rock, I still couldn’t turn around. Even with my jeans on, there was no hiding it.
Knowing I was going to have to, I gathered my courage. As I did, Hil spoke.
“You can get comfortable too if you want. I’ve found that the room can get pretty hot at night.”
Glancing at him without turning, something caught my eye. He had put his clothes on the foot of the bed. It was his shirt and underwear. Was he trying to tell me he was naked?
Burning desire ignited me. There was only so much I could do to stop myself. Turning around, I stared down at him. He looked so beautiful tucked beneath my sheets. He gazed back at me. I allowed him to get an eyeful before crossing the room and reaching for the light switch.
“You can turn on the night stand light,” I said looking back at him.
With it on, I turned off the overhead light and circled the bed to the far side. Unbuttoning my jeans, I sat down. Pulling them off, I took a breath.
I could feel his eyes on me. It drew me to him with a power I couldn’t defeat. Thinking I was going to keep my underwear on, in the last second, I pulled them off. Slipping under the sheets, I struggled to breathe. I was going insane fighting the urge to devour him. It took every ounce of my focus not to immediately pull him into my arms.
“Would you like me to turn off the light?” Hil asked nervously.
“Yeah,” I told him and then closed my eyes, waiting for the click.
Surrounded in darkness, the room was silent. I could hear him breathe. It was interrupted and strained.
I was sure that if I wrapped my arms around him, it would help. Knowing that, there was little I could do to resist. I needed to protect him like I needed air. I was suffocating not being able to rescue him. I needed to at least touch him. So, slowly sliding my hand to him, my fingertips connected with his hip. His muscle tensed.
Waiting for a response, nothing came. Did he want me to touch him? Would he allow me to touch him more? I had to find out.
Slowly moving my fingertips onto the ridge of his pelvic bone, I palmed his flesh. I could confirm that he was naked. And he wasn’t resisting. But I wasn’t sure what I should do next.
Laying there, my fingers became restless. Not moving my thumb, I massaged his groin. With each grip, they got closer to his cock. I knew that I would only be able to go so far without hearing his voice. So, stopping tantalizingly close to his dick, I stilled my movements and waited.
I could feel his body twitch underneath me but I wasn’t going to budge until I knew he wanted it. In my head I screamed for him to say it. Every second was torture.
When he finally moved, it wasn’t how I expected. Rolling away from me onto his side of the bed, he lay there for only a moment before quickly inching back. With my hand transferred to his ass cheek, I felt every movement. When he was a breath away, I rolled onto my side allowing our steaming flesh to touch.
Wrapping my arm around him, I placed my hand on his chest. I could feel his heart. It was pounding.
Quickly he held my hand. I hadn’t thought I could be aroused more, but I was. My cock flinched uncontrollably pushing against his crack. As it did, he tensed.
With every muscle in his body taught, he subtly rocked his hips against me. His cheeks were stroking my cock. Tilting my pelvis, I joined him. With each push, I slipped further between his mounds. And when I pulled back and gently gave him a thrust, he inhaled and gripped my hand telling me he wanted more.
Feeling that, I could no longer resist. Pressing my cock harder, I pulled my hand off of his chest and moved it to the side of his thigh. His hand followed mine, gripping tighter with everything that he liked.
When he felt the poke of my head, he dug in his fingertips. When I moved it to tickle the muscles of his opening, he gripped me so hard I thought something would break.
With the tip of my cock sitting on his opening, I pushed. It wasn’t enough to enter him, but he squeaked. Testing again, he gave the same response. Needing more, I pushed harder. His puckered muscles continued to resist.
As much as I wanted him, I could have settled for just this. My head would have tested his opening all night if it wasn’t for when his smooth body relaxed and his tempered voice squeaked, “Please.”
That was all I needed to hear. Shifting away from him for only a second, I rolled to the far side of the bed and reached under it. Pulling out a condom and lube, I slipped one on and slathered my fingers with the other.
Again, touching his hole, but this time with my fingers, I pushed on it until I entered with a pop. Loosening him, his hips danced to my rhythm. After I pushed in a second finger and gently pried him open, I removed them, lubed my sheathed manhood, and rolled back into place.
As thick as I was, I knew my two fingers would have barely prepared him. I needed to take it slow. Pressing the head of my cock onto his opening, he reached back and grabbed my thigh. This was it. I wasn’t going to stop. He twitched and moaned beneath me. But with a firm grip on his waist, I kept pushing and pushing until his muscles gathered around the rim of my cap and his tension released.
I was in him. I was in Hil.
