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I release his nipple with a pop and wrap my hand around his cock, stroking him fast with a tight grip. Brendon whimpers long and loud, his hips rolling and arching into my touch, thrusting into my palm. His face is red and shiny with perspiration, eyes closed and eyebrows pulled together.
“Please, Paul, fuck,” Brendon whines. “Coming!”
Cum splatters on his chest, drips down my hand, and pools on his stomach. He’s breathing hard, like he just did an hour of drills, but his body is limp now. The tension of just a few minutes ago evaporates, and I smile at him. I love that I can do this to him.
Swiping my fingers through the cum on his chest, I slide my fingers between his cheeks while leaning on my elbow next to his head.
He mewls when I circle his hole, still breathing too fast.
“Are you going to let me in?”
I get more cum and paint his hole with it, making sure my fingers are slick with it and push against him.
“Relax for me,” I say against his lips. One finger pops through the tight ring, and he moans. “Good boy.”
His cheeks brighten again at my words.
“Hmm, you like being good for me, don’t you, baby?” I lick along his bottom lip, and he turns into me, hiding his face in my neck while I pump my finger in and out of him. “You’re taking it so well.”
Gathering more cum, I slide two fingers into him, watching his body and listening for any sounds of pain. His chest is flushing red, and his hips are starting to move again, like he can’t keep them still.
“You like being full, don’t you?” I suck on his earlobe, and he shudders.
His cock twitches, and I smile, knowing he isn’t just tolerating this.
Two fingers become three, and it takes me a while, but I find his prostate, hooking my fingers in a “come hither” motion to find that magic spot. Brendon shouts when I find it, damn near jumping off the bed.
“There it is.” I chuckle.
“Fuck me, please,” Brendon begs with his face still in my neck. “Hard, deep, please.”
I sit up and grab the lube from the bedside table to slick my cock, then settle back against his hips. I swipe his cum across his bottom lip, line my head up with his stretched hole, and suck his lip as I push in. His salty taste bursts on my tongue as he arches into me, groaning into my mouth as he takes me deep. One steady thrust has me settled as deep as I can go.
Fuck. I drop my forehead to his and breathe through the urge to come already. He’s hot and tight and wet. It’s been so long since I had sex that I’m already close to the edge, but I want this to last. I need to show him that I can love his body just as much as his mind.
“Paul,” Brendon whines, gripping my arms hard enough to leave bruises.
I start with slow, deep thrusts, making sure he’s stretched enough. The last thing I want to do is hurt him and make this bad for him.
“Harder,” he demands, but I don’t do what he wants. I slow down, making him feel every inch of me. Brendon lets out a frustrated sob and grips at his hair. I take one of his hands, lacing our fingers together above his head and grip his thigh where it meets his hip in the other hand. My lips take his, and my thrusts get hard and deep, fast going in, but slow pulling out. It’s enough to keep him on the edge, to keep my own orgasm at bay for a while, but still feels possessive and almost dangerous. I have control of his body, his pleasure, and I’m addicted.
“Tell me you love me,” he begs, and my heart aches for him. I hate that he needs that reassurance during this. He must feel vulnerable like this.
“Look at me.” I wait until his eyes open. “I love you, Brendon. You are mine, always.”
A tear trails from the corner of his eye into his hair, but I don’t take my gaze from his. In this moment, we are sharing the same air, finding pleasure and comfort in each other, and solidly in this second of time. Nothing matters but us, right here, right now.
My body moves on instinct, keeping us connected and chasing the high of orgasm. Brendon wraps his legs around my ass to keep me close and bites his lip as he watches me.
“Touch yourself, I want to see you come again.”
He whimpers but reaches between us to jack off while I fuck him.
I’ve never had sex like this. Powerful. Connected. All-consuming. World-ending.
I love this boy, this man, with everything I am. It’s terrifying, but I can’t stop it. Putting distance between us only hurts both of us. I have to embrace it, embrace him, and hope he isn’t taken from me. It would destroy me, but not having him at all would be worse.
Brendon’s body tightens around me, pulsing and clenching as he empties himself again. His eyes stay locked on mine while he finds euphoria, and it pushes me over the edge. I fill him with me, shuddering and groaning against him until I’m weak and sated.
