In the Pocket #3
He let his hand dip down to roll those velvet-soft balls and Sterling's eyes crossed, shoulders leaving the mattress. That was just what he wanted to see, just how it needed to go.
"Want you, baby. All of you."
Sterling blinked down at him. "I don't know how, but yeah. Show me."
He fucking adored adrenaline junkies.
"You sure? I promise I'll make it good."
"I ain't drunk. I'm sure." Those legs spread and Colby damn near lost it. How the hell had he gotten so fucking lucky? How many virgins just offered it up like a practiced whore?
Not many, he'd bet, but Sterling was a first-timer for sure. Made his mouth water.
He leaned in, put his mouth on those sweet nuts, tongue moving them in their sac. The scent of Sterling was like a fucking drug and he craved it, so bad. He spared a moment to hope this wasn't just one-sided, but he didn't think so. Sterling just gave it up for him, and that had to mean something.
Hell, if had been anyone, Sterling would have had his cherry popped before.
"Oh, God... You... Can you do that?"
"Mmmhmm." Just wait until Sterling felt what he did next. The kid was nice and clean, so he pushed his tongue lower.
He heard the soft gasp, felt the kid tense in his hands. "C...colby?"
"Shh." He licked, that tight hole a little salty, a bit sour. Not unpleasant at all, though.
A wild sound filled the air and Sterling arched like Colby'd got him with electric fence. Oh, damn. Sometimes a man got weird about stuff like that. Sterling was a natural. Colby just grabbed that sweet ass and spread, licking hard, wetting the kid for his fingers.
He wanted in.
Colby pressed against the tight ring of muscle with his fingertips. The tiny hole fought him, pushing him out, clenching against him, but he didn't give up.
"Breathe, Sterling, Deep breath, then let it out."
Like the kid had heard the words a thousand times, Sterling sucked in, muscles fluttering wildly before easing up.
"That's it." He slid one finger inside with the exhale, easing the way with his tongue. He was gonna make this so good.
"Fuck..." Sterling started to ride, rocking like he was in the saddle. God damn.
Colby just kept opening the kid up, his mind racing. Did he have a condom with him? Surely he did. He'd been a Boy Scout, for fuck's sake and he hadn't fucked someone in a bit. He shouldn't be out of rubbers. Right?
Instead of hunting right then, he kept licking, kept moving his fingers.
He just had to have faith, and damn, it was easy with Sterling needing him so bad. Those strong thighs clenched and unclenched, the muscles flexing. The musky scent of Sterling's cock was strong now, heavy and hot.
"Colby. Colby, goddamn. Burning up."
"I can feel it, baby." He so could. Inside and out, Sterling was on fire. "I need to be inside you soon."
"I need something. Please."
He added another finger before Sterling's words ended and he got a needy cry. That hot little hole clenched around him, just as strong as the rest of Sterling's body. He curled his fingers, hunting to make Sterling lose his goddamn mind.
The sound he got when he hit the sweet spot was sheer shock. A long, low wail of it.
Oh, yeah.
He stroked that little nub over and over, Sterling wild for him, grabbing and begging, twisting and groaning low.
"I got you, baby." He just needed to get in his wallet, which was right there. So he pulled free. and Sterling's eyes flew open.
"Please, man. Don't leave me like this..."
"Never. I just need a rubber. Right back."
Sterling nodded, moaned low, hands dragging over his skin, tugging restlessly on his needy cock.
"Don't you come yet, baby. Just hold on."
"I won't. I want to know. I do. God damn, you're fine. Why... why me?"
"Oh." He stopped what he was doing and stared right into those eyes. "I been watching you a long while."
A dark flush climbed up Sterling's belly, all the way up to those lean cheeks. Colby took the time to stroke that skin before digging out a condom.
He ripped the package open, smoothed the rubber over his fully recovered, aching cock. Hell, he hadn't even noticed it until a few moments ago. He could honestly say he'd never gotten so lost in sex before. He fucking loved how Sterling stared at him, how those eyes caressed him.
Colby pushed back between Sterling's thighs, seating his cock at that entrance.
The edge of panic was creeping back into Sterling's face, but the kid wasn't backing down, not at all.
"I'll go slow." He petted that flat belly.
"I ain't scared."
Uh-huh. Sure. He believed that. The man was all but shaking. This seemed way harder than meeting a full-sized bull.
Still, he was giving the man his pride. "Nothing to be scared of. Gonna blow your mind, baby. Then, in the morning, we'll do it again."
There. Now Sterling would know it wasn't about just tonight. Sterling searched his face for a long moment, then nodded.
"Okay. Yeah."
He slicked his prick, getting it good and wet before pressing the tip against that tiny hole and beginning to push.
The pressure was enough to make his lips curl a bit, make him bare his teeth.
God, the man was tight. Like a vise. The tip popped in, both of them gasping, jerking together, his cock pressing deeper.
Sterling grabbed his shoulders, hanging on, wrapping those strong legs around him.
"Great instincts." He leaned in and took Sterling's mouth, tongue-fucking the man with all he had, while he worked his cock in deep.
Sterling didn't try to answer him. The man just loved on him, kissing and touching, trying hard but not sure what to do. It didn't matter; every move Sterling made drove him mad. He was buried in to the root in that perfect ass, his balls bumping against heated skin, making him ache a little.
Colby grunted, grabbing Sterling's hips and humping hard, taking that ass in short strokes.
"Oh, Jesus." Sterling sat up, using those muscles to curl near in half. "Yeah."
"Good, baby? I want it to be good." Colby knew how amazing it felt to him, but he needed to hear it.
"Good. Don't stop. Burning inside."
"Gonna kill me in the best way, baby." He rocked, wanting more, needing everything.
"Harder."
Oh, hell yes.
Faster. Harder, He could do all of that. Now.
He began slamming into Sterling and Sterling started moaning, started meeting each thrust with equal intensity. They moved together, the best kind of ride right there, better than any Colby had made in his career. They slapped together, the burn making everything better.
Still, it was soon getting to the point where he was gonna explode.
He reached over, grabbed Sterling's cock and tugged, needing to bring Sterling over the edge.
The kid hollered like a maniac, body bowing, hips sawing back and forth. Sterling came for him, busting that nut like crazy.
Colby spend a half-second thanking God before he lost his shit, shooting all his good sense right out the end of his prick and filling the condom.
He slumped down again, panting, trying hard to get his mind to catch up to his body.
Sterling's fingers opened and closed, over and over, on his arms.
"I got you, baby." He'd never called another man baby in his life, but it just kept popping out.
"I swear, I never thought... that was... damn."
"It was. Trust me. It was more than just a first time."
"Yeah?"
Christ, the kid was young. Fucking amazing, though. "You know it," Colby said, punctuating it with a kiss. "I want you to stay, huh?"
"I could do that. Yeah." Sterling snorted softly. "Shit, I ain't sure I can walk. My bones are melted."
"Let me prop your ankle up." That was the least he could do, after all the rough handling.
"Just got it stomped on, some."
"Never even saw it, but I was working with my bulls." He got that poor foot propped up.
"You got some damn fine livestock. Love the way J395 spins."
"Yeah. He's a good 'un. Need to name him."
"We all call him Bulldog, 'cause of his face."
"I like it. I'll check the register." Colby fought his droopy eyes.
"Uh-huh." Sterling's fingers slid down his spine, stroking him with a featherlight touch. "Sleepy, huh?"
"Yeah. I ain't as young as you." Two orgasms were better than a sleeping pill.
"Yeah, you're ancient and all, tearing me up. Shit, you sound like Pharris."
Colby tried not to frown. "He's older than me, I reckon."
"Yep." Sterling looked at him, long enough that he sort of got nervous. "Man ain't near so fine as you. You make me a little stupid."
That had him grinning like a newborn fool. "Good to hear. I kinda thought you were sweet on him."
"Yeah, I... He was the first one where it was okay. I mean, him and the clown, it's real." Sterling grinned. "'sides, at the beginning, it was like he was a superhero, and he hadn't chewed my ass out ten thousand times for fucking up.",
"He can be tough." Colby's heart started thudding hard, the pleasure of a new relationship right there.
"He can be, but he's the best." Sterling shrugged, fingers on his skin. "I cain't stop touching you."
"You don't have to." Colby laughed for sheer joy. "I'm right here."
"Thank God for favors large and small." Sterling sounded like every bullfighter he'd ever met, but different, like his.
His bullfighter.
That was a fine thought. He pulled Sterling close and held on, determined to keep this weird connection going, make it something solid and long-term.
Colby grinned.
He couldn't wait to tell the clown about this.