Chapter Ten

Hans

Hans moved Adrik onto the bed, following him until they were a tangle of damp limbs and heated skin. Hans admired his naked body in the quiet room. He kissed the shoulder scar, the hollow of the throat, the curve of the hip. Every touch was an exploration, every groan from Adrik was a reward.

Adrik’s hair splayed against the pillow, his eyes half-lidded, and dark with a need mirroring Hans’ own. He’s giving everything. Better make sure he remembers every second of this.

Adrik pointed to the drawer beside the bed. “Condoms and lube.”

Hans retrieved them, his hands moving with practiced ease. He pushed his own towel aside, discarding it on the floor. Then, he opened the condom wrapper and fitted it onto his erection. Hans acted quickly, not allowing any hesitation to creep in. He pressed Adrik back onto the mattress.

“Turn over,” Hans ordered.

Adrik flipped over, his face resting to the side, with his elbows propping up part of his body. Hans stroked Adrik’s back until he reached his ass. He leaned over and licked the crease between his cheeks.

“Fuck! Fuck!”

“Don’t you like that?” Hans whispered.

“No one has ever done that to me.”

“Want me to stop?”

“No. I fucking love it.”

Hans traced the crease of his tight ass with his tongue again, alternating soft kisses and licks. With his tongue, Hans explored Adrik’s ass, the skin firm and responsive, flicking in and out as his hand stroked Adrik’s pulsing erection.

“I can’t take much more. Fuck me,” Adrik shouted.

Hans stopped his tongue working on Adrik and took his time lubricating Adrik’s hole. He added a finger inside Adrik and followed with another.

“What are you doing?”

“Stretching you.”

“You’re too kind, Professor.”

Hans pulled back his fingers and placed his cock against Adrik’s crease. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to see you like this.”

Below Adrik’s ear, Hans’ mouth explored the sensitive skin.

He worked his way down, his tongue tracing the line of Adrik’s neck before moving lower to taste the heat of his back.

Hans used his tongue, lapping his ass, then down lower to his balls, alternating kissing and licking.

Hans licked Adrik’s back, stalling his intrusion, driving him wild with desire and need.

“Oh, fuck,” Adrik gasped.

Under his touch, Adrik’s stomach muscles spasmed, mirroring the tremors in his thighs when Hans’ hands brushed against his center.

“Hans… please.”

“Patience, Adrik,” Hans murmured, looking at him with eyes dark with intent. “I want to see how much you can take before you beg me for my cock.”

Adrik rolled his eyes.

“Tell me what you want?” Hans asked.

“Please, just fuck me.”

“You can beg better than that.”

“Please, Professor. Please, fuck me.”

Hans positioned himself, noting the increased tension as he circled the area before aiming and pressing forward.

Hans sank into Adrik’s opening and then backed out until only the head of his thick member was inside. Its thickness pressed back out, stretched him more, and primed him for his shaft. Hans’ cock crept deeper into his hole, farther inside, stretching his ass as he inched deeper to his thick base.

“Your ass… this ass is so fuckable.”

“Your hard, thick cock was made just for me.”

“Thanks.”

“Fuck me harder.”

With more determination, Hans thrust his cock into Adrik harder than before. He was balls deep inside Adrik; he pulled his cock back, not out completely, then picked up his speed and pressure, pounding his ass.

“Don’t stop,” Adrik begged.

Adrik rocked his body and moved with Hans for a while.

“Fuck, keep doing that.”

“Uh, like that?”

“Ah… Ah… yeah,” Adrik gasped.

With each pump, Hans pushed harder. He drove his rod in and out with relentless force.

Adrik pushed his ass backwards, closer to Hans.

Hans hammered his hole faster and harder until Adrik’s head hit the headboard.

Not wanting to hurt him, Hans pulled Adrik’s body by his legs down away from the headboard.

Hans leaned over Adrik and kissed his banged head.

Their laughter echoed, filling the space as they laughed at each other.

Hans changed his angle, hitting Adrik’s prostate, leaving Adrik moaning in glee. He continued at this angle, banging away at Adrik’s prostate.

“Something is happening,” Adrik said on a moan.

“What?”

“I don’t know. What the fuck are you doing?”

“Hitting your prostate.”

“Keep hitting it.”

Hans pounded him again and again, the sound echoing on.

“Adrik! Adrik! Feels so good.” Hans’ muscles tensed, his mind overwhelmed, and he came inside the condom. But he didn’t stop banging and stroking Adrik.

“Hans! Hans. Oh, fuck, I’m coming too.”

Hans’ focused gaze met every flicker of pleasure crossing Adrik’s face. His eyes blown wide, the way he bit his lip to keep from shouting, and the way he arched his back, as they both went over the edge.

“Fuck, that was amazing.”

“No. You were amazing, Adrik.”

Hans rolled Adrik onto his back again, moving between Adrik’s legs, his knees prying them wider. He leaned down, and the scent of mint was still on his lips as he stole a deep kiss, silencing Adrik’s gasp.

“I’ve never been fucked like that, Hans.”

“I thought you never bottomed?” Hans wiped the sweat dripping down Adrik’s face with the back of his hand.

“I haven’t, but it doesn’t matter what position, you didn’t just fuck me. You made love to me, and I fucking adored every minute.”

“I don’t know how to just fuck.”

“I believe you. I’ve never fucked anyone like you did to me. Never.”

“Didn’t you ever love the person you fucked?”

“No. No, the only person I loved—we were never together.” Adrik looked away for a moment.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Just a little, but it passed with your patience.”

“So, you’re good?”

“Got a question for you.”

“Shoot.”

“Did you train at dick school?”

“Sorry, I forgot to tell you about that.”

They laughed while their bodies remained entwined in a warm embrace.

“I like this, Hans. You and me.”

“I like us tangled up too.”

Hans removed the used condom and threw it into the small trash can beside the bed. He gathered tissues from the end table and wiped his hands and both of their cocks.

Afterward, the room was silent except for their ragged breathing. Hans collapsed onto his back, pulling Adrik’s sweat-slicked body against his chest. He tucked Adrik’s head under his chin, his hand moving in slow, soothing circles across his back. Both still felt the afterglow of their lovemaking.

He’d done it. He gave everything. And he loved it. A sense of peace washed over him as he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the top of Adrik’s damp head.

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