Chapter 23 #4
Cassian stalls, opening his eyes wide, and he looks so damn beautiful with the fire casting a warm glow on one half of his face.
He swallows. “I… you wouldn’t rather wait until we get tested?
I mean… I never did it without rubbers and got tested before the semester started but... well, it’s up to you, honey.”
I laugh awkwardly. “I’ve not been with anyone since Emily, and we used condoms… Is it weird that I want to—”
His dick pushes in my hand as he cups my face. “No, Mattie. It’s just us. Nothing is weird. We can do whatever we want.”
“I want you raw then,” I say with more confidence.
He grins, rolling his hips. “That’s so hot, Mattie. Never done it like that before. And now I’m gonna fill you up with that cum you like so much.”
I should laugh, we’re talking about cum after all, but we’re not fourteen anymore.
It’s hot and gets me horny to hear him say it.
“I’m a mindless beast around you. What do you want me to do?
” I give him a kiss for good measure, already deep in fantasies of him on top of me and his spunk filling me when he comes.
Cassian laughs, rolling off me. “Get on your hands and knees, and I’ll show you.”
I might have self-combusted at those words, and I can’t turn any faster. I spread my thighs to show him how eager and open I am. My dick is so hard I can’t wait to come, but I also want to feel him in me first.
As they say, there are two wolves in you.
In my circumstance, one wants to come, the other wants to be fucked. I might just get both satisfied if I’m lucky.
I moan when Cass gives my ass a playful slap before rubbing it in a wide circle.
I might have only discovered my interest in men a month ago, but I want him to touch me everywhere, so I’m all in when his tongue draws on the small of my back.
The tube of lube gives a loud click. If I were any less aroused, I’d be frightened, but the sound means things are about to go down, so I spread my thighs wider and rest my forehead on the blanket under me.
Time seems to stretch forever, but Cassian’s fingers finally slide between my buttocks, this time going straight for their goal.
He’s so damn decisive, and that’s only making my cock harder.
I moan as it pulses, hanging between my legs untouched, because I don’t want to risk finishing before Cassian’s inside.
I’m panting when he pushes in one fingertip.
I never thought I’d be in this position, and now I can’t wait for more.
It’s not the physical feeling that gets me so hot and bothered, because that in itself is a bit strange.
But knowing that the fingers are a prelude to his cock, that soon enough Cass will be fucking me, makes me frantic with arousal.
“Okay?” he asks, stroking my back up and down but doesn’t stop playing with my hole and pushes in another fingertip. He’s moving them gently, so the motion feels like a massage rather than an intrusion.
I nod, but when I realize he might not see that, I rasp out a “yes”. I find it difficult to speak, but he needs to know what’s going on with me, so I force myself to communicate. “It’s so hot when I think you’ll be fucking me. Your dick deep inside me. I want it.”
Does he like the view in front of him? My thick, muscular thighs and my ass open to him?
He gasps against my buttock and nips on it, but as I take a deep breath, one of his fingers pushes deep into me, until his knuckles hit my sphincter.
I whimper. It’s so sudden my knees slide farther apart, but—oh God—he’s now inside me, and while it feels like nothing I ever experienced, I’m hot all over.
“I want more.”
Did I say that out loud?
My face burns as Cassian chuckles, licking the place he bit moments ago. His finger wiggles inside, and I roll my face against the wool.
“Are you laughing at my need for dick?” I whimper.
“It’s your fault. You got me hooked. ‘Oh yeah, first one’s free’, and now I have to beg for it.
” There’s no shame left in me anymore, I rock against his slippery finger, moaning when Cass pulls it out, only to insert more.
Is it two? I can’t tell, because just knowing what’s happening has me raising my ass higher.
My movement shifts the position of Cass’s digits, and I’m assaulted by a sensation so intense it has me freezing.
“Oh God… oh damn…”
“Good?”
“Very. Very fucking good,” I whine into the blanket as he kisses my hip. How is he both so hot and so sweet? Then again, isn’t that the best combination?
My toes curl and I moan when he finger-fucks me in earnest. I’m lost. I’m a slut for him. It can be our little secret.
Or not. Maybe this means I’m a bottom, because while I enjoyed how sex with my girlfriend felt, this is just unreal, and not just because I love Cass. It… makes my body feel amazing.
“Such a hungry gay boy. I think I have something you like,” Cassian teases, and I hear the squirt of lube again. He’s covering his cock with it. He must be!
I shiver and ball my hands into fists in an effort to resist the temptation to jerk off, because I want him to come first. I want him to fill me up with all the hot cum I missed out on throughout the time we kept secrets from each other.
I hold my breath when his fingers vacate my hole, but when the big, blunt heat presses on me, I let out a strangled moan.
I want him so fucking much. I push against him so he has to hold my greedy ass in place. I’m a slut for him, and I don’t care what it might mean.
“Easy now,” he rasps, holding his cock in place, right against my opened hole and teasing me with the slippery head.
“I want it…” I roll my forehead over the blanket in a useless attempt to calm down when my whole body is screaming at me: Ride him, ride that dick, get it in you, make him come.
He pushes, and I’m startled when it occurs to me that it feels too big. But he is the one who knows what he’s doing so I focus on the firepit inside my body while Cassian rocks against me, pressing at my hole each time.
At some point, my muscles relax, and then he’s in. My eyes pop open, and I glance over my shoulder, shocked by the way he’s still pushing forward, as if there was no end to his cock. He is a good size, but not massive, yet that’s how he feels.
Cassian’s face is tense, his breath comes in sharp gasps, and he’s so focused on his dick entering me that he doesn’t notice me staring.
Is it weird that the picture he makes turns me on even more? There’s tension on his face, a little frown, his cheeks are flushed. Seeing him like this makes my dick pulse faster.
“You’re such a fucking stud,” I whisper, half-lucid, relaxing to the sensation of being filled.
Even though my hole is stretched so wide it’s uncomfortable, I’m incredibly aroused by the fact that his cock is inside me, and that he’s enjoying the tight squeeze of my body.
He looks up, meeting my eyes and smiles in a way that has my heart going into overdrive. I want to be with him forever.
“You feel so amazing. So hot, and tight,” he rasps, reaching to my cheek.
I crook my neck and shiver at his gentle touch, but as he leans toward me, his cock pushes all the way in, and his stomach flattens my buttocks.
Oh God.
I moan as loud as I want to because there is no neighbors here, and thank fuck for that, because they’d be calling the cops. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” I whine, clenching the blanket in one of my hands.
When Cassian strokes my back, his touch feels almost too intense. He could light a fire by holding a match against my skin. I’m trembling, I’m horny, I’m getting fucked by the best guy I know, and it’s so glorious.
“Yeah… me too,” Cassian rasps. His cock withdraws slightly as he leans down to kiss my back, but then his hands are at my hips, and he’s moving.
I’m ready for this. I suppose whenever I imagined this moment, it was mostly about visuals, but the way it feels, with his thick, hot cock gliding back and forth as I get used to the motion is indescribable and hotter than even the most obscene pictures.
And this isn’t the porn I’ve been watching now and then, this is Cass, my Cass, enjoying my body.
I remember how hot and bothered I got when I caught him jerking off.
This is next level. The moans and grunts he makes are so sexy I overflow with joy knowing I’m the source of his excitement.
When I steal another glance at him, his attention is between my spread legs, on his dick pumping into me.
But he must have sensed my gaze on him and looks up.
He notices me staring.
And speeds up.