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“I’m eating you out. You like it?”
“I… I think so. You like doing that?”
“I wouldn’t have done it otherwise. Relax and let me hear how good I’m making you feel.” Chris resumed running the tip of his wet tongue around Anthony’s hole, sparking shivers and currents across every nerve in Anthony’s trembling body. Although he was positioned firmly on the bed, that sneaky tongue made him feel unstable like the mattress was filled with water. The louder he moaned, the stronger Chris licked and nibbled.
Just when Anthony was getting completely into it, Chris stopped and said, “You need more than my tongue.”
Anthony heard the lube bottle being opened. A few seconds later, he felt the cold, slimy lube rubbing over his asshole. The feeling was faintly familiar since he had used the same thing in his few self-anal explorations, but back then he had been in full control. He wondered if bottoming always involved such loss of control and if the feeling could improve with time.
Sharp and sudden pain hit him when Chris slid a finger inside. Anthony gasped, his body jolting like he’d been electrocuted.
“There you go. Like a key to a lock.”
Anthony sucked in the pain and focused on his breathing. That made him picture a woman giving birth, which wasn’t the kind of image one needed to have during sex.
“Damn, you’re tight,” Chris said and twisted the finger inside, causing Anthony to gasp out loud and grab the pillow in his fists. He expected pain, but he was starting to wonder if pleasure was ever going to make an appearance.
Then came another finger, stretching Anthony’s stubborn muscles even more and sparking another wave of intimate pain. He debated whether to call this whole thing off since something obviously wasn’t right, but they had already come this far. He didn’t know if he’d ever get a second shot with Chris if he blew this off.
With his eyes shut tight, Anthony ordered his body to relax and his muscles to stop resisting. He wasn’t going to blow up his first time having sex with a man.
Chris was moving his two fingers in and out slowly, occasionally twisting them in ways that shook Anthony to his core. Chris took his time, giving a chance for the pain to fade and for pleasure to finally arrive.
This is better, Anthony thought as his pulse slowed down.This I can deal with.
“Better now?” Chris asked as his fingers kept sliding in and out.
“Yeah, much better. Is this… is this okay for you?”
“Nah, I hate every second.”
“Jerk.”
Chris gave Anthony a long kiss on his lower back, sparking goosebumps across his skin. “I’m in heaven, Ant. No other place I’d rather be.”
Anthony’s heart felt weird like it was melting inside his chest.
“I need you to loosen your muscles a bit more,” Chris said.
“Okay.”
Those sneaky fingers practically danced inside his rectum. They moved around, twisting against the sides, causing a bit of pain that was swiftly drowned by pleasure. Anthony was aware of his precum dripping on the bed, and that was before the sex had even started.
The fingers slipped out, leaving an odd feeling of hollowness. Anthony clenched his asshole, still sensing echoes of the fingers inside.
“Don’t worry, you’ll feel more of me in a second,” Chris said. “Now, relax your body. I want a smooth ride until I reach my station.”
“Your station?”
Chris pressed Anthony’s lower stomach. “I’m going to reach all the way there.”
Anthony snickered quietly. Chris had a wrong notion of the size of his cock, but good on him for dreaming big.
With his hands firmly gripping Anthony’s hips, the tip of Chris’s cock pressed against Anthony’s opening. Pressure followed, unrelenting. Anthony hoped the penetration wouldn’t hurt much after Chris had been so thorough with the preparation, but that wasn’t the case. The pain appeared immediately, growing with every additional inch that made its way between Anthony’s tight muscles.
“Don’t push me out,” Chris said.
“I’m trying,” he wheezed.
