CHAPTER 18
“Turn over,” Gabe murmured, a tremor in his hands as he dumped out the contents of the paper bag.
His heart was pounding so wildly that he could hardly breathe, and his fingers didn’t want to work as he opened the bottle of lube.
Never had the prospect of fucking another man affected him so intensely.
Cole rolled onto his stomach, trying to adjust comfortably with his engorged erection beneath him.
His breath came out quick and ragged as he clutched the pillow under his head.
Gabe ran his hands over his tense ass and up the curve of his back.
His need to be fucked was like a soft hum on the surface of his skin, vibrating into Gabe’s palms.
“You have a beautiful body, Cole,” Gabe whispered, caressing his hands along the backside of his ribs, down to his hips, and over his ass cheeks. “And the loveliest ass I’ve ever seen,” he moaned as he dropped kisses across the perfect globes.
Gabe’s erection hadn’t fully deflated, and his cock hung heavy between his thighs, slowly reviving as he rubbed Cole’s ass. By the time he prepared Cole for entry, his dick would be stiff again and ready to perform.
“Try to relax,” Gabe murmured and spread Cole’s cheeks.
Before he applied the lube, Gabe took a moment to admire his perfect pucker hole.
“Mmm.” Gabe rimmed his tight entrance with the pad of his thumb, and his cock jumped, hardening a bit as he imagined squeezing into that heavenly cave.
Cole squirmed slightly, moaning into the pillow.
Gabe went down, licking through the warm, musky crease, leaving a glossy trail of saliva in his wake.
He teased the hole with his tongue, swirling the tip around the rim, then stabbed the entrance with wet, sucking sounds.
Cole gasped as his ass arched sharply and he clenched the pillow in his fists. As much as Gabe wanted to savor his ass, if he teased him too much, Cole would cum.
Picking up the bottle of lube, Gabe squirted a glob onto his fingers and rubbed it all around Cole’s entrance.
“I’ve got to loosen you up a little,” he said with a rasp, and slowly inserted one sick finger.
Cole’s breath caught as another light spasm caused his hips to flinch.
Gabe had already had one finger in him, in the club shower, but they had been so jacked up at the time, Cole likely didn’t register the “pressure” of being penetrated.
Cole was highly aroused now, as well, but this was different. All the focus was on the penetration.
Gabe stroked his finger deep inside Cole, slicking his hole. Cole whimpered, breathing harder. Squirting more lube onto his fingers, Gabe inserted two this time, going slow, thrusting gently, and going as deep as possible.
“Uuuhhh…” Cole choked, his ass arched. “Fuck…”
Careful to avoid his prostate, Gabe slipped a third finger inside. Fuck, he feels so good… so hot and tight. Gabe’s cock twitched, stretching longer, swelling thicker. He scissored his fingers deep inside Cole, working them until Cole’s anal canal began to loosen, the muscles relaxing.
“Fuck… Gabe,” Cole whimpered, biting the pillow. He shoved his ass onto Gabe’s fingers, thrusting against the slippery digits. “Please…”
Gabe pulled his fingers out, opened the box of condoms, and tore open a foil packet.
He sheathed himself with unsteady hands, then coated his cock with a generous glob of lube, adding more to Cole’s entrance.
Gabe bent forward and pressed his lips to Cole’s lower back, kissing him just about his tailbone.
“Turn back over,” he moaned. “I want to see your face.”
Cole could barely move, the ache in his groin nearly crippling. He shifted onto his back and wilted against the bed, the ache webbing up into his ass where Gabe’s fingers had just been. He felt empty when they pulled out and desperately needed to be filled again… with more than fingers.
Gabe kneeled between Cole’s open legs, stroking his lubed cock. His eyes burned a deeper shade of blue as he looked down at Cole. “This will feel amazing,” he said with a light rasp. “For both of us. I promise.”
His eyes hazy, Cole gazed at the man with more hunger and desire than he knew a person could feel.
“Please, Gabe…” was all he could manage, his voice anguished as his cock strained upward, the head glistening wet as it leaked against his stomach.
Every heartbeat seemed to make it twitch, impossibly hard yet somehow still swelling with need.
Gabe’s gaze locked with Cole’s as he guided himself to Cole’s entrance.
The initial breach sent shockwaves through both men—Cole’s body yielding, then accepting the intrusion as Gabe pressed forward, the tight ring of muscle giving way with a sensation that ignited every nerve ending in Cole’s body, the pressure alone detonating an explosion of pleasure.
“Uuuhhh!” Cole arched away from the bed, ass lifting as Gabe leaned forward, pushing in deeper. “Fuuu-huuu-uuuck!” Cole twisted against the sheets, his body seizing with a pleasure so intense he nearly choked on his own ecstasy.
“Yes… baby…” Gabe was panting hard and fast, his fingers gouging into Cole’s hips, lifting his ass. His entire front flushed from his face down to his tense, clenching abs. “Give it to me, Cole… come on, baby…” He gave a short thrust, and Cole let out a guttural cry.
His body twisting and spasming, Cole’s hips snapped upward with such force the mattress creaked beneath them.
Hot, pearlescent ribbons of cum erupted from his swollen cockhead, arcing through the air before landing in glistening streaks across his heaving chest. “Uh-Uh-Uh!!” Cole gasped, his toes curling painfully tight as Gabe’s thick, veined erection squeezed deeper into his quivering ass, the pressure against his prostate forcing out more cum in pulsing waves.
Cole clawed the cotton sheets, knuckles white, body contorting as the orgasm wound through his core like lightning striking every nerve ending simultaneously, wringing out shot after shot until his abs were slick with the evidence of his pleasure. “Fuck-fuck-fuck!”
Gabe’s eyes burned bright, pleasure and satisfaction plastered across his flushed face as if this were exactly what he’d meant to happen.
He dropped forward onto his elbows over the top of Cole and crushed his mouth—pushing his cock in the rest of the way.
Cole gasped into his mouth when the head struck a pleasure point that sent him through the roof.
He squealed through the fiery kiss and clutched Gabe’s back, nails gouging his hot, sweaty muscles.
“Yes, yes, yes…” Gabe groaned breathlessly into his mouth, his light stubble rough against Cole’s chin.
His hips began to move with precision—first swiveling in tight circles that made Cole’s vision blur at the edges, then thrusting with increasing force, the thick ridge of his cockhead drilling that magical spot inside Cole with each devastating stroke.
The mattress dipped beneath them as Gabe’s powerful thighs flexed and released, his abs tightening with each forward motion. “Fuck, Cole… fuck… yes… oh my god…”
Suddenly, Cole was wrapped in Gabe’s arms, their sweat-slick bodies fused from chest to groin.
Gabe’s biceps flexed around him, holding him in place as their hips collided with increasing urgency—harder, faster, each thrust sending electric jolts up Cole’s spine.
The wet, rhythmic sound of flesh smacking against flesh filled the room, punctuated by their ragged breathing.
The headboard crashed against the wall with each violent thrust, banging furiously against the plaster, threatening to leave marks. Before the last aftershocks of Cole’s orgasm had even rippled through his trembling thighs, another wave of pleasure began coiling deep in his core, hot and insistent.
Gabe clung to Cole’s sweat-slicked body, their heated flesh meeting with each thrust, sliding against each other.
The salt-tang of perspiration filled the air between their gasping mouths.
Cole’s blunt nails carved desperate crimson trails down the rippling terrain of Gabe’s back, leaving raised welts before digging into the firm globes of his flexing ass.
Cole’s thighs trembled as his hips bucked upward to meet each savage thrust, their bodies colliding with wet, thunderous slaps that echoed off the bedroom walls, both men releasing animal sounds that vibrated in their chests before escaping as ragged groans.
A second orgasm was rising fast inside Cole—Gabe could feel it in the telltale quivering of the thighs wrapped around his waist, the way Cole’s inner walls began to flutter and clench around him, the deepening flush spreading across his chest, his fingers now digging with bruising force into Gabe’s ass, and the dramatic arch of his spine as it bowed away from the sweat-dampened sheets.
Gabe shoved his mouth to Cole’s ear, teeth scraping the shell, his hot breath blasting into his hair. “Cum for me again, Cole,” he begged his lover. “Cum with me… I’m so close… oh fuck, I’m gonna cum… I want you to cum again…”
Cole bucked beneath him, gouging his sweaty flesh, gasping and crying out. He twisted his head and caught Gabe’s mouth in a bruising, crushing kiss, teeth scraping as they bit at each other’s lips.
“Fuck!” Gabe abruptly shoved up on his arms, hips battering Cole’s ass. “Fuck-fuck! Uuuhhhh!!”
Cole bucked again, a wrenching cry twisting up his throat, his body jerking violently. Cum blasted from his cockhead, splattering up to his chest and throat.