32. Warren
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
WARREN
K yle backs me into the bathroom wall, peppering kisses across my jaw and down my neck. His big hands slip under my shirt, squeezing my ribs, and I groan at the feeling of being the smaller one.
I lift my arms and he peels my shirt over my head, brushing against my piercing and making me even hornier.
We finish undressing and step under the steaming flow of water, moaning as the hot spray cascades over us, soothing our tired muscles and washing away the sand and salt. I gasp when Kyle lowers his head to lick and suck on the barbell through my nipple before switching to the other, giving it equal attention.
The RV shower is truly tiny, but we don’t give a shit, slipping and sliding as we continue to make out and explore each other’s bodies with our hands and mouths.
Two people completely absorbed in one another.
Kyle spins me around and presses my front to the shower wall, my palms splaying against the cold, hard plastic.
The warmth of his chest against my back counters the coolness, and I gasp when his hard length prods at my crease
“Do you want me to fuck you?” Kyle whispers, sending a shiver down my spine. He nibbles and licks at my earlobe before he sticks his tongue in, and under any other circumstances, I’d probably turn around and punch him in the arm, but right now I’m so turned on that nothing except a surprised cry comes out.
“Yes, please. God, Ky. I need you inside me, right now.”
The words are foreign for both of us, but that doesn’t matter. We’ve been so close for so long that this just feels so right.
Kyle steps out to grab the lube, and I rest my forehead against the shower wall, closing my eyes and trying to catch my breath.
I’m desperate to feel connected to him right now.
Soon enough, Kyle’s back in the tiny shower stall, crowding my back and slipping a finger into my crease, running it up and down until he starts to circle my hole.
“Stick it in,” I groan, impatient and demanding.
Kyle chuckles before he pushes his finger all the way in, his knuckles grazing my taint.
I suck in a sharp breath of air, even though it’s exactly what I asked for.
“Tell me when you’re ready for more,” Ky whispers into my ear, slowly moving a single digit in and out of my hole.
“ More, ” I groan, and he pulls out, pressing two fingers into me this time. He starts at a steady pace, scissoring them on every other thrust.
A low tingling starts in my balls, and I know I’m getting too close to blowing my load early.
“ That’s enough. I want your cock to stretch me the rest of the way open.”
I figure the pain will stave off the orgasm.
“Rennn,” he whines. “You’re seriously killing me. I’m going to come the moment your tight walls squeeze me.”
“Then we’ll be coming together. Now, fuck me,” I demand, and Kyle listens.
I bend over, pressing my hands against the wall for leverage, and the blunt head of his cock pushes against my tight hole. I clench up, protesting the intrusion.
“Relax, Ren. Let me in.”
I take a deep breath, rivulets of water running into my mouth while I focus my attention on relaxing my body.
Kyle presses into me again, and I bear down until he pops past the tight ring of muscle and slides in to the hilt.
“ Fuuuck, ” we groan in unison.
Nothing has ever felt like this, and I’ll never be the same.
At this point, I’m wondering if I’m even bi, or if I’m just gay now.
Because having Kyle’s dick in my ass is fucking everything .
The sound of slapping skin, splashing water, and grunts and groans fill the tiny space. I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if we’re rocking the entire RV right now.
Kyle curves himself around my back, wrapping his arms around my torso and squeezing me tightly as his hips piston, and he slides in and out of my ass.
“Your body is amazing. So fucking sexy.” He utters constant reassurances into my ear while he jackhammers into me.
It’s not like this with girls.
I feel like he’s worshipping my body.
And I love it.
Kyle bands an arm across my chest, pulling me up with him until we’re in a standing position. He fucks me against the shower wall as his hands roam my chest, twisting and pulling on my nipples, and driving me absolutely wild.
We’re even closer in this position, and his cock hits even deeper, rubbing on that special spot inside me that I’ve come to love and appreciate.
“ Ungh! Oh, God! Ky! ” It feels like he’s stroking my cock from the inside, and I grit my teeth, attempting to bite back the sheer euphoria.
I’m not ready for this to end.
Kyle doesn’t slow down, and he doesn’t stop, continuing to expertly nail my prostate on each thrust. He reaches down and grabs hold of my cock, starting to jerk me off. “I want to use every part of you, baby,” Kyle purrs into my ear. “I wish I could suck your cock while I fuck your tight ass.” He punctuates his last words with deep, aggressive pumps.
Holy shit.
His dirty words instantly do me in, triggering the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and I explode all over the shower wall.
I go limp in his arms, my legs like spaghetti as I lean backward, resting my head on his shoulder. He continues to hold me up and wreck my hole as it quivers around his hard length.
“Uhh. Fuuck,” I groan wantonly. “Fill me up, Ky. Give me all your cum.”
Kyle continues to pound into me until his rhythm falters and he stills, his dick pulsing deep inside me.
The feeling of Kyle’s warm cum flooding my channel is beyond hot and definitely addictive. We both groan when I clench around him.
He pulls out carefully, and the water washes away our mess, cleaning up for us. I shut it off and we step out, barely drying off before we stumble to bed naked.
Time for an orgasm-induced nap.