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Yes.I’ve been dying to swallow his load. I bob my head faster on his dick, swirling my tongue around his cockhead, then flattening it to lick the underside of his length. Then I curl my fingers inside him and push against his prostate.
“Fuck, Sav. I’m coming!” I get the warning a second before I feel him explode in my mouth. It goes on and on and I swallow repeatedly, not wanting to waste a drop. When I suck him dry and he’s squirming under me, I pop off his dick. Moving up his body, I kiss his chest, rolling my tongue over his nipples and nuzzle up to his neck. When I get to his mouth, I pause, not sure if he wants to have my tongue in his mouth after he just came down my throat. “Kiss me, Sav,” he murmurs.
I take his lips, loving how soft they are and how perfectly they fit on mine. Like they belong there. Like I was meant to kiss him.
All the while, I haven’t stopped moving my fingers in and out of him, scissoring them inside him, then circling my fingers to stretch his tight hole. I ease in a third finger and he barely notices, so I think he’s almost ready for me. Or as ready as he can be.
Nipping his bottom lip roughly, Abel lets out a sharp moan and his dick twitches under me. Must be nice to be young because I feel his dick get hard again. It’s obvious Abel likes a bit of kink.
Reluctantly, I remove my fingers from his tight opening, Abel whimpering against my lips. With great effort, I move away from his mouth, blindly reach over for the condoms, rip one from the box and open it. I quickly sheath myself and drizzle some lube on my cock. The storm is rumbling around us, but we are in our own little world, getting our own distraction.
After I’m lubed and ready, I line myself up to his hole. “Are you ready, baby?”
He takes a deep breath. “Yes, Sav. Please,” he begs.
Unhurriedly, I press into him, my cockhead breaching his opening in a smooth slide. I stop for him to get used to me, but his breathing is only a little uneven, so he must not be in pain. His tight hole squeezes my dick as I slide in more, and then more still. He moans softly under me, but makes no sounds of pain. When I bottom out, he lets out anahand wraps his legs around me.
“Does it hurt?” I ask, trying to figure out what’s going on. I’ve had people with a lot of experience writhing under me in pain when I thrust into them. But I also never prepped anyone for as long and as thoroughly as I did Abel. I took my time with him, making sure he wouldn’t feel pain when I fucked him.
“No. Just … pressure. But I don’t feel any pain. Thank you.” He sounds so grateful that I took care of him. It makes my heart swell that I did right by him. As long as I can continue to make his first time good, I think I can die a happy man.
With one hand planted by the side of his head and the other gripping his waist, I pull my hips back and ease them forward, sinking into him. Ohfuck. He’s tight. So tight. Sucking me into him, his walls milking me. I rock into him, giving him gentle strokes to make sure he feels good. Abel is moaning under me, letting out beautiful noises, those noises shooting straight to my balls and drawing them up tight to my body. If I don’t stop, I will come in no time.
I halt my thrusting and grab his dick, jerking him in measured strokes while I try to get my orgasm to subside. I can’t come so fast that I don’t keep my promise to make this good for him. It’s so hard not to plunge into him, his moans music to my ears. His warm body under me makes me want to drive into him, marking him, owning him.
Abel rolls his hips, letting out streams of curse words while I rub my thumb over the head of his dick. “Fuck, Sav. Your hand … Jesus, baby. Fuck …” I chuckle with effort and squeeze Abel’s cock, making him gasp and shudder.
When I have myself under control, I start moving again, sliding my hand off his dick and grabbing his hips. “You trust me?” I ask him, shocking myself with that question.
“Yes, Sav,” he answers back quickly, shocking me even more while he rolls his hips down on me.
“I’m going to speed up. I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
Abel moans in response, and I angle my cock and snap my hips into him. The first thrust has him howling and cursing. “Pain?” I grit out, going completely still over him.
He grabs my ass and sinks his fingers into it. “No. None. Fuck, Sav. It’s so good.So good. More. Give me … everything.”
Bending down for a quick kiss—after I find his lips in the dark—I drive into him, my hand on his hip to keep him in place to give him all of my dick. And Abel takes it beautifully.
“You’re taking my dick so well, baby. Your hole is greedy for me. Sucking me in. Milking me. Your body wants me as much as your mouth does. You like my dick, baby?”
“Yes. Yes. I love it. So much,” Abel groans under me while he works his hips to meet my thrusts.
“Take my cock. It’s yours. All yours.” I don’t know why I said that, but it’s true. He owns me. All of me. It’s taken me to enter his sweet body to realize that everything was leading up to this. To me being his. Irrevocably.
In such a short period of time, he’s weaseled his way under that wall I built to protect myself. The one that’s supposed to be impenetrable. Abel said,fuck this walland demolished it completely by doing nothing but being vulnerable and open with me when no one else has. Beingniceto me, something no one outside of my little family has done in so long. Putting me in my place when no one else had the guts or the desire to. He made me his and I don’t want it any other way.
I’ll keep that to myself, because I know he’s not ready for that—I don’t want to scare him away.
“All mine,” my beauty moans under me. I feel rapid movement under me and know Abel must be stroking himself off. I sit up and hold him steady, tagging that special spot in him with precision. “Right there. Sav, oh God, I’m coming. I’m … coming …” I keep my speed the same, helping him ride out his release.
Then I’m right behind him, tumbling over the cliff of my orgasm, grunting and groaning, fucking into him until I’m all wrung out.
When my release has rolled through me, the only thing I can hear is our heavy breathing. No more thunder. No more rain.
I pull out of him gently and put some of my weight on him. I kiss him thoroughly, taking my own breath away. If I could, I would spend hours kissing his sweet lips, getting to know his mouth and how his tongue strokes over mine.
Pulling back, I push the curls that tickled my face off his forehead and kiss him there. “You okay?”
