But he was still fighting it.
“Hey, it’s me.You’re safe.Relax a little for me, eh.”
“I don’t know if I can.”
His own cock was slumped, half-hard against his belly, indecisive like the rest of him, over whether he was aroused or not.
“Spook, listen to me.They’ve no place in this scenario.Whatever thoughts you’re spinning, boot them out.Concentrate only on what’s happening here, right now.Can you feel me?”
He could.The crown of Xane’s cock was rubbing against his pucker.It wasn’t exerting any real pressure.It was more of a kissing caress.
Xane was kissing him too, lips and tongue exploring his mouth.Coaxing.Cajoling.Tightening the bond between them, while enticing him with a promise of visceral pleasure.
“Do you want me inside of you?”His words were whisper soft.
“Yes,” he answered, knowing it was the actual truth.
“Good answer.”He heard the smile in Xane’s voice.Felt the soft massage of his flesh.“Why don’t you stroke yourself a little?”
Why indeed?
Xane’s eyes were hot as he watched Spook palm his erection and work some life into the flesh.He came to fullness with surprisingly little effort considering his position and the fact it wasn’t that long since he’d spent down Xane’s throat.That thought in particular acted like an injection of rocket fuel.
“I’m ready,” he insisted.
Xane tested that theory with a couple of fingers.Then he had his sheathed cock in his hand, and the tip of it was again nosing against Spook’s wrinkled opening.Pressure this time.Not too hard, but forceful enough to push the crown of him past the opening.
Hell, he felt trapped.The black maw of the past, that open field in the dark, was still there, but it was a mere shadow compared to the present.Xane above him.Xane inside him.Xane ready to give him all the love he could endure.He shifted, and it wasn’t painful.Xane had done a good job of loosening him up.His nerve-endings buzzed, and it didn’t fire up a desperate need to either pull away or scream.
“There now.There.Breathe.”Beads of sweat burst out across Xane’s skin.His muscles in his lean body were taut as he restrained what was surely a natural urge to sink in deep.He rested one palm flat against Spook’s chest.“Easy now.Just relax.Push back a little.”
Deeper.Deeper.
Each incremental advancement made them both hiss.
Dammit, he needed something to hold onto.That something wound up being Xane, whom he dragged closer so that his whole weight was on top of him.He buried his nose in the other man’s shoulder, hiding behind the shroud of his hair, and got high on the lingering scent of his cologne.He made a noise.It wasn’t like any noise he’d ever made before.He smothered any other such sounds from coming out by sealing his lips against Xane’s throat.
Xane sank into him.Slowly, slowly, slowly.It wasn’t like anything he’d felt before.He kept his mouth sealed over Xane’s neck.Yeah, maybe he was biting, especially when Xane sunk right in deep to the root and stayed there.Breathing hard.Spook could feel every ripple of his body through his rear.
Eventually, Xane let out a ragged breath, and started to lift, cock sliding back out of him.And then in again, deep.
“God, your arse feels good.”He held Spook faster to him.“So goddamned good.You’re feeling this, right?”
He was.His skin was alive, itching all over.The pleasure shot straight through his cock, up his spine to the top of his head.His recently drained cock an uncomfortably hard wedge between them.Xane’s movements creating friction.
Xane pressed in again, this time there was no resistance.“There now.There…Nnnrrr.”His groan said everything it needed to.“You feel so fucking good, Spook,” Xane said into his ear.“You’re going to fucking undo me in no time at all.Have you any idea how long I’ve waited to do this?”
“Some,” he managed to croak in response.Warily, he stole a glance at Xane’s face as he reared up.Dark hair fanned around his narrow face, his full lips were parted.Eyes half-lidded, and a warm blush spread up the length of his neck.
“You should have asked me before now.”
“I know.I couldn’t.”
It only mattered that they’d reached this point.
Xane drove deep again and kissed him, his mouth locking with Spook’s, tongue making a foray into his willing mouth in the way his cock was claiming territory lower down.
“Spook,” Xane whispered.“You’re so damn smooth and tight.”
