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“That’s for damn sure.” Richard whined at the intimate attention, gasping when Zelaz thrust his fingers into him. Zelaz had them pointed like a spear, pushing in deep and stopping at his knuckles. “Fuck!”
“I bet you could take my whole hand right now,” Zelaz teased.
“I bet you’re fuckin’ right.” Richard clutched at the pillow behind his head.
“Only one way to find out.” Zelaz grinned wickedly and kissed Richard’s thigh. “Have you ever been fisted, love?”
“Yeah.” Richard shivered. “But not by anyone with hands like yours.”
“Then this will be a treat.” Zelaz leaned over, using his other hand to reach down beside the bed.
From the sound of it, he was rummaging through the toy chest again.
Richard panted as Zelaz continued to thrust his fingers, and he snorted as he saw Zelaz hold up a big bottle of lubricant.
“Triple duty,” Zelaz read the label. “Fist, fuck, and jack off cream. My, aren’t you a Boy Scout? Ever so prepared.”
“I don’t like anything getting in the way of a good time.” Richard took a deep breath. He couldn’t imagine taking something as huge as this monster’s beefy fist, but he was gonna give it his very best try.
“I like the way you think.” Zelaz slid out his hand to coat it in the thick lube. He massaged a generous amount around and inside Richard’s asshole, peppering his inner thigh with kisses. “We’ll go nice and slow, all right? And then I am absolutely going to need to fuck you again.”
Richard spread his legs wide, saying casually, “I might be able to be convinced to go another round.”
“Thought you might be.” Zelaz eased his fingers back in.
Richard marveled at how Zelaz’s hand smoothly slipped back inside with no resistance. There was none until Zelaz reached his knuckles and then he began to slowly push, drawing soft whimpers from Richard’s lips. “F-fuck…”
“Just keep breathing,” Zelaz soothed. “Your little ass is so hungry for it, isn’t it? You just wanna swallow up my whole hand.”
Panting softly, Richard willed his body to relax as Zelaz’s hand pressed into him. He whimpered, pleading, “Yes, please. I love being so full.”
“You’re beautiful like this. Your hole is stretched out so wide.” Zelaz flicked his tongue along the edge of Richard’s asshole. He kept pushing, applying a steadily increasing amount of pressure.
“F-fuck…” Richard moaned and squirmed. “My hole is never gonna be the damn same.”
“Don’t worry, love,” Zelaz purred. “You’ll close back up nice and tight, and then I’ll fuck you wide open again.”
“You better be ready to repeat this. Like, a lot.” Richard gasped as Zelaz’s knuckles breached him, and he shuddered at the wave of fireworks going off in front of his eyes from the insane stretch. He moaned helplessly as Zelaz thrust his hand back and forth, creating the most wondrous friction.
Zelaz had stopped at his thumb, that digit now teasing at Richard’s already stuffed hole as he said, “Mmm, I’m happy to do it as often as you’d like.”
“For like… ever.”
“Forever is already on my calendar, love.” Zelaz smiled sweetly as he pumped his hand faster.
Richard’s heart fluttered wildly in his chest, his knuckles turning white as he clawed at the sheets beneath him. His eyes stung and the pressure stole his breath away. He found himself gasping out words he knew he’d never said before, “Fuck! Zel! It’s too much!”
“We’re almost there, love. Just keep breathing for me.” Zelaz lapped at Richard’s balls as he kept his hand moving steadily, pushing in until the only thing keeping his entire hand from being inside was the curve of his thumb’s knuckle. “Mm, so very close. And… there.”
Richard cried out sharply as the swell of Zelaz’s thumb was finally swallowed up in his hole, and he couldn’t do anything but writhe in an attempt to relieve the insane fullness. Zelaz was thrusting gently, never lingering long enough for Richard’s body to try and hug around his wrist, instead moving in and out steadily to keep him spread wide. “Fuck a fuck! Fuck… My God… that’s fucking…Fuck!”
Any ability Richard once had to form a coherent sentence had promptly flown the coop.
Richard went limp against the bed, groaning as Zelaz continued to fuck his hole. Zelaz was gently licking and mouthing at his balls too, and it was the perfect contrast to the intense sensation of being fisted.
“Just keep breathing,” Zelaz said hoarsely. “Just let it feel good, love.”
Richard moaned brokenly as Zelaz turned his hand, the curve of Zelaz’s thumb now rubbing against his prostate. “God, yeah… there, right fuckin’ there.”
