Chapter 13 #2
“Push out. Like you’re trying to?—”
“I trust you.” Stroud’s breath came fast. “Just do it.”
Yuji pressed in. The resistance was immediate—tight muscle clamping down, trying to force him out. But Stroud exhaled, deliberately relaxed, and Yuji’s finger sank to the first knuckle.
“Good.” Yuji held still, let him adjust. “You’re doing good.”
Stroud’s hand found Yuji’s wrist, circled it. “Keep going.”
Yuji worked deeper, feeling the heat inside him—silky, yielding. He crooked his finger forward, searching, and Stroud bucked at the touch.
“There. Right there. Again.”
Yuji rubbed the spot—firm, deliberate strokes that made Stroud’s cock pulse. Stroud groaned. Yuji spat again, worked in a second finger alongside the first.
“Fuck.” Stroud’s head dropped back against the rock. “That’s—I didn’t know it would feel like?—”
“Like what?”
“Like everything. Like I’ve been missing something my whole goddamn life.”
Yuji spread his fingers apart, stretched him carefully. The muscle resisted, then yielded, and he added more spit and worked in a third finger. Stroud’s stomach muscles jumped; his cock drooled steadily onto his skin.
“You ready?”
“Been ready.” Stroud reached down and gripped Yuji’s cock, stroked it roughly. “Now come fuck me.”
Yuji pulled his fingers free and rose onto his knees. He spat into his palm and worked it over his cock. Stroud watched him in the dark, or tried to; Yuji could feel the weight of his attention even without seeing his eyes.
“On your back like this?” Yuji positioned himself between Stroud’s thighs. “Or?—”
“Like this. Want to feel your weight over me.”
Yuji lifted Stroud’s hips and draped his thighs over his own. The angle opened Stroud beneath him. He found Stroud’s hole by touch and pressed the head of his cock against it.
“Breathe.”
“I’m breathing.”
Yuji pushed. The head slipped past the ring of muscle, and Stroud’s body locked—the shock of penetration, the sudden fullness. His hands found Yuji’s arms and gripped hard.
“Keep going.” The words came through clenched teeth. “Don’t stop.”
Yuji sank deeper, inch by slow inch. Stroud closed around him—tight, pulsing, yielding by degrees. Stroud’s breaths came fast and shallow in the dark, catching on every exhale.
Yuji bottomed out, hips flush against Stroud’s ass. They held there.
“God.” Stroud’s voice shook. “I can feel all of you.”
Yuji dropped forward, braced himself on his arms, and pressed his forehead to Stroud’s. Their breath mingled in the dark, hot and damp. Stroud’s cock was trapped between their stomachs, hard and leaking.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” Stroud’s hands moved to Yuji’s ass, pulled him deeper. “Keep fucking me.”
Yuji pulled back and thrust in. The drag and slide of it—the friction, the heat, the way Stroud clenched around him. He set a rhythm, slow at first, giving Stroud time to adjust to each stroke.
“Harder.” Stroud’s heels dug into the backs of his thighs. “Fuck me harder.”
Yuji slammed his hips forward—the sound of skin hitting skin echoing off the chamber walls. Stroud groaned.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Stroud’s fingers dug into Yuji’s back. “Right there. Don’t hold back.”
Yuji fucked him harder, deeper, found the angle that made Stroud gasp and hit it again and again. The wet slap of their bodies filled the chamber, mixed with the drip of water and their groans. Stroud’s cock ground against Yuji’s stomach with every thrust, smearing precum across both of them.
“I’m close. Yuji—God, I’m gonna come. Don’t stop, whatever you do, don’t stop?—”
Yuji reached between them and wrapped his hand around Stroud’s cock. The shaft was wet, hot in his grip. He stroked in time with his thrusts and felt Stroud’s stomach tighten beneath him.
“Come on.” Pressure gathered low in Yuji’s pelvis, tightening with every thrust. “Come for me. Let me feel it.”
Stroud’s back arched off the stone. His ass clamped down on Yuji’s cock, and his whole body locked up. Then he shot—cock pulsing in Yuji’s hand, thick ropes landing on his chest and stomach. The first hit his chin; the second painted a stripe from nipple to navel.
His hand fisted in Yuji’s hair and pulled him down. “Come inside me.”
Stroud’s ass tightening around his cock pushed Yuji over. He thrust harder, buried himself to the hilt and came deep inside Stroud. Wave after wave, until he had nothing left.
He collapsed onto Stroud’s chest, cum smeared between them. Stroud’s arms wrapped around him, held him there. Their hearts pounded against each other, gradually slowing.
“Stay in me a little longer.” Stroud’s lips brushed his temple. “Not ready for this to be over yet.”
Yuji didn’t move. He lay there, softening inside Stroud, feeling the heat and the grip of his body.
“Damn.” Stroud laughed, low in his chest. “Forty-one years. Never knew it could feel like that.”
Yuji kissed his throat, tasted salt. “Like what?”
“Like I finally understood what the fuss was about.” Stroud’s hand moved through his hair. “Having someone inside you.”
Yuji’s cock slipped free. He rolled to the side, and Stroud followed, curling against him on the wet stone. They lay chest to back, Stroud’s arm heavy across Yuji’s ribs.
Their breathing slowed. The only sound was water dripping somewhere in the dark.
“Think they’ll find us?”
“We’re alive. That’s the part that matters.” Stroud gathered him closer against his chest.
Yuji closed his eyes and let Stroud’s heartbeat fill the silence.