Chapter 25 #2
He shivers, and I use his distraction to work a finger inside him.
Normally I’d suck him off while I prep him, but I don’t want to test Auggie’s restraint when I’m literally desperate for him to fill me.
I stretch him to fit two fingers, then three, and when he starts to push back on my digits, I pull them out and roll on a condom.
“Ready?”
He hurries to nod.
I line up my cock and thrust it past that firm ring of muscle.
Auggie jolts off the bed with a cry, and his body instantly sucks me in.
I try to move slowly until I bottom out, and then I hold still while he adjusts around me.
The small shock of pain should take the edge off while I get myself ready.
I cover my fingers with more lube, then plant one arm on the bed beside Auggie and reach around with the other to get to work.
“Move,” Auggie gasps.
I don’t at first. His pupils are blown wide and his lips are swollen and his cheeks are red and splotchy. He’s perfection. I give myself a moment to look. To appreciate the beautiful man under me, and that weird shift hits my chest again.
I lean down and kiss him. It’s softer, sweeter, and I take my time to taste him as I start to rock my hips.
And as I enjoy the feel of his body squeezing around my dick, I force a thick finger into my ass.
Auggie lifts one of his legs between us, giving me more access, and the sensations of his hole tight around my cock while I push back onto my fingers is amazing. I keep working myself open, even while I know I’m never going to be stretched enough for it to not hurt, and I don’t even care.
I want to give this to Auggie. I want him to have all of me, and I really, really want to have all of him. If he can hurt for me, I can do the same right back.
I tease his lips with another slow kiss before I pull back and watch him. Each flutter of his eyes, each small gasp, every emotion he tries to hold back from me, plays across his face.
“You’re so beautiful, Auggie,” I say.
He looks surprised. He shouldn’t be. There’s no way he could look in the mirror every day and not see the sexiest man I’ve ever met.
“I’m going to need you to hurry up,” he rasps. His voice is gorgeously strained. I rotate my hips one more time, making sure to drag my cock slowly over his prostate, and Auggie twitches in pleasure. Then I pull out and straddle him.
His cock sits heavy over his belly button, leaving a pool of precum on his skin, and my hand barely wraps around it as I angle him up. I roll a condom down his shaft before coating him in lube.
Auggie watches every moment with greedy eyes, and when I shift and position him at my hole, he reaches out to grasp my hips.
“You sure this is okay?” he asks.
“You’re not taking it away from me now.” I start to press down onto him, and even though I stretched myself well, there’s still a little resistance before the tip of his cock slips inside.
“Holy shit,” Auggie chokes outs. His gaze is locked on where our bodies are joined, watching as I slowly take more of him.
I want nothing more than to slam home, to feel his balls pressed flush against my ass, but I pace myself, working him slowly in, then out, then in a little farther, while I let the burn simmer rather than consume me, and my dick stays hard the whole time.
It’s not until I’m fully seated that Auggie’s gaze flicks up to meet mine. I’m so full, and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t painful, but I start to move anyway. The stretch is intense, and with each grind down onto him, the pressure sends a small zap to my balls that makes my thighs tense.
I quickly snap off the condom I’m wearing and start to ride him. The more I move, the lower the pain gets, even though I wish it would stay, would fill me and blanket my brain and remind me this is just sex, because when I look down at Auggie, it’s getting harder to remember that.
He hooks a hand behind my neck and yanks me down to kiss him. It’s a filthy kiss full of tongue and teeth, and I grip his head tight as I devour him. His hands close over my ass as he plants his feet on the mattress and starts to move.
If I thought I’d be doing all the work, he quickly proves me wrong.
Auggie shoves me down to meet every hard thrust, and all I can do is let him destroy me.
Every thrust, every pant, every glide of my cock along his stomach sends me closer and closer to the edge.
Seeing him take over, feeling him take what he needs from me, is such a fucking turn-on I can barely breathe.
His panting increases, cock spearing into me at a pace I can barely match, body slick with sweat, and in this moment, I’ve never seen anyone look the way Auggie does. Eyes hooded, lean muscle straining under his creamy skin. Completely blissed-out.
He stiffens beneath me, mouth dropping open as he lets go. He gasps his way through a cross between a moan and a cry as he releases his load inside me. I push back up to straddle him.
I’m so close my vision feels blurry, and as I start to jerk myself to release, I issue one order.
“Open up.”
He’s boneless but doesn’t question me. His mouth falls slack, and my grip tightens as I work my cock faster and harder.
My balls draw up, my thighs tense, and then the high that crashes into me makes my whole body shudder.
Spurt after spurt of cum coats my fist, Auggie’s chest, and then finally hits his mouth and chin.
I milk out every last drop before I collapse on top of him.
There’s a buzzing in my brain.
Static.
Sweat.
The smell of his shampoo.
I let every muscle in my body relax on top of him as I turn my face into his neck.
Thinking that if I’ve ruined everything …
It was totally fucking worth it.