Rhys #4
I slowly popped my crown in past his tight ring of muscle, watching his face carefully for any sign of discomfort or distress.
He was so fucking small, I couldn’t help but worry about hurting him.
But he only stared back at me, his emerald eyes brimming with total trust and affection for me.
And lust. Cloudy, hazy lust. I’d put that there.
And I was the only one that could give him what he needed.
How long had it been since I’d been able to give someone what they needed? Since someone had wanted me and only me?
I sank in a few more inches, shuddering when he gasped and tossed his head back, exposing the long line of his pale neck.
It was unbelievably tight, the wet heat of his body opening up just enough to let me in and squeeze on my swollen cock like a tight fist. My hips quivered, all my nerve endings begging me to thrust all the way inside.
“Oh my god,” he whimpered, before biting down into his lower lip. “That feels amazing. Keep going.”
Encouraged by the fact that he didn’t seem to be in any pain, I pulled my hips back so I could pump back in just a little deeper than before. He let out a choked moan, his ass clenching around me as his cock twitched on his abdomen and let out another little stream of precum.
“Rhys.”
I’d nudged his prostate. I was sure of it. I was new to this, but I wasn’t that clueless.
“Was that good?” I couldn’t help but ask, my voice coming out hoarse and awed. I wasn’t even all the way in and already the sensation was so fucking intense it was like there were fireworks going off in my body.
“So good,” he moaned. “You’re doing amazing, baby. Your cock feels perfect in me.”
When I finally bottomed out, I grasped at his ass cheeks, tilting his hips up at a better angle for me to pump into. After just a few thrusts, he let out the same raw, breathy moan as before, his ass clamping around me.
“Oh, fuck,” I cursed, my eyes squeezing closed as my mouth fell open.
It was too much, sensory overload after not having sex for so long.
My abs were rippling, the base of my cock throbbing to warn me I was about to come, but I couldn’t stop.
My orgasm speared through me, my balls drawn up so tight to my body I couldn’t hold back my groan as I sprayed out pulse after pulse of my cum to bathe his insides.
“It’s okay,” Kendall panted out to assure me the moment he seemed to realize I was blowing my load. “Don’t worry, baby. I know it’s a lot.”
The sheer understanding and total lack of disappointment in his voice prevented me from feeling too much humiliation as I let out harsh shudder after shudder. When my climax finally released me from its mind melting grip, I collapsed on top of him, careful not to crush his petite frame.
“Fuck. I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” he promised me, stroking a hand through my sweat-dampened hair and peppering kisses over my neck and shoulder. “It’s not your fault you’ve been so neglected. I told you we can practice.”
The relief I expected to wash over me didn’t come, only an even deeper, greedier desire grinding through me that needed more.
To try and sate it, I pumped my hips a few more times, my eyes nearly rolling back at the insane pleasure.
Kendall’s fingers tightened on me and he whined, his thighs coming up to clip around my hips like he wanted to keep my dick inside him.
“You’re still hard?” He gasped out and I nodded frantically, rolling my hips again and again. This had never happened to me, but I was still so fucking needy, like one orgasm hadn’t been nearly enough. I wasn’t ready to leave his perfect, tight little channel.
When I captured his lips to swallow his pretty moans, he wrapped his arms around my neck, holding me close to him. Our bodies were smashed together, his leaking cock stiff and swollen, wedged between our abdomens.
“Oh fuck. Yes, yes, yes! Just like that,” he pleaded against my mouth, his heels digging into the backs of my thighs to spur me on.
I could feel my cum seeping out from around my shaft as I moved in and out of him, the inside of his ass extra slick from how much I’d filled him up. It was hot and filthy, the wet squelching echoing off the walls as we fucked, his hips rising up to meet my every frantic thrust.
It had absolutely never been like this for me, not with anyone.
I was feral, totally out of my mind, like I was a primitive organism whose only sentient objective was to breed.
Only I couldn’t actually breed him because he was another guy.
But I didn’t give a fuck, because he was the sexiest person in the entire fucking universe.
The sweetest and most caring. Everything I’d needed for so long and hadn’t even known about until he’d started giving it to me.
Selflessly, and with no expectation of anything from me in return.
“I’m so close,” he moaned out, his fingers scratching and clutching at my shoulders and the back of my neck. “Oh my god, baby, you’re so good. Such a good boy. Are you going to come for me again?”
Gritting my teeth, I tried to give him some kind of answer but my heart was beating out of my chest and all I could do was keep rutting into him like a wild animal.
I let out a deep, strangled groan, the sound of his headboard against the wall keeping a perfect rhythm alongside the sound of our hips smacking together.
“I’m going to come,” he whimpered, his whole body curling up into me as his back arched. “Rhys. You’re going to make me come.” His moans quickly built up in pitch and frequency until I felt his hole start spasming around me, warm cum spurting up between our stomachs.
My hips stuttered, my lips searching for his as another orgasm struck me, the base of my spine tingling as his tight channel throbbed to milk out every drop of my cum.
Kendall’s hands slid up from my shoulders to gently grip my face, parting his lips so I could thrust my tongue into his sweet mouth.
By the time I could even form thoughts again, he was suckling on my tongue with a satisfied purr.
I kissed him for so long my lips started to go numb, before finally tearing my mouth away and letting my head drop onto his shoulder like a stone, utterly exhausted.
But at least my dick was finally going soft.
He shifted into a more comfortable position under my weight, letting his thighs go limp and drop to the mattress.
The comfortable silence settled around us as our harsh panting ebbed out, and I suddenly remembered something.
“I’m, uh… sorry I ripped your underwear. I’ll replace them.”
He giggled, his slick abdominal muscles quivering and jerking against mine in a truly adorable way that made me want to melt.
“Don’t worry about it. You’re the only guy I’ve ever been able to wear this stuff for, anyway.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously,” he confirmed. “I have so much cute stuff I want you to see me in.”
I groaned lightly, the corner of my mouth tugging up into a smile I couldn’t prevent. I was floating in a sea of euphoria, tangled up in Kendall’s limbs and scent and perfect aura.
“That sounds fucking amazing, Sparkles.” A twinge of nerves bloomed up in my chest as I realized how badly I needed to voice my next thought. It was inevitable, something I couldn’t prevent. “So, ah… I’m pretty sure that was the best sex I’ve ever had. I mean, I know it was.”
He hugged my neck, squeezing me tightly as he smacked a kiss onto my sweaty temple.
“It was the best for me, too. I swear,” he tacked on. “Even better than all the times I imagined it.”
“Fuck, you’re sweet.” I wanted to live in his bed with his sticky, limp body under me, surviving on just his praise and infatuation. “You’re so good to me, Kendall.”
“I’m so glad you came over,” he murmured, happily rubbing little shapes into my lower back with his fingertips. “And we have the whole night all to ourselves.”
I let out a lazy sound of content affirmation, burying my nose in his vibrant hair before another thought occurred to me.
“My brother doesn’t, like, randomly come over around this time, does he?”
“Not usually,” he responded, sounding amused.
“Good. Uh, one other thing.”
“Yes?”
“I know we agreed that it was really fucking good already, but um… We can still practice, right?”
He laughed again, the bubbly sound of it filling me up like champagne, forcing out all the dark thoughts I’d kept inside me for so long.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”