It pained Mason how Chase was keeping quiet so no one in the house would hear them. It was important for him to keep quiet, but it was agonizing because Mason wanted to hear Chase let loose entirely.
He worked his fingers inside Chase, moving in circles, pushing back, feeling for his prostate. When he hit it, Chase’s body quivered.
Mason slid his cock out of his mouth and lapped up what pre-cum had dripped from the head of Chase's dick.
Keeping his hand between Chase's legs with his fingers pushed inside him, he crawled toward the headboard, kissing Chase once again.
“You feel so good,” Chase moaned. “God, how are you so good at that?”
“Do you think I would ever forget how to get to you? Do you think I would ever forgetthis?”
As he said the words, he pushed his fingers in a little farther. Chase's body trembled as he hit his prostate just right. He bit his lip, his face tensing up as he held in his excitement.
Mason crushed his lips against Chase's, and as he did, Chase unleashed a soft whimper into Mason's mouth. Mason slid his tongue between Chase's lips, and Chase's tongue greeted his before Chase turned his head.
“Please,” Chase begged. “I need you inside me.”
“I am inside you,” Mason said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Tell me what you really need.”
“Your cock.”
“How do you want it?”
“I want my face in the pillow, you taking me from behind, but just at first because you know how I want to finish.”
Mason removed his fingers and grabbed the condoms and lube from the nightstand, setting them beside him on the mattress.
Chase flipped onto his belly and got on his knees as Mason crawled behind him.
Mason put his hand on the back of Chase’s head and forced it against the pillow. He grabbed the condom from beside them, opened it, and slid it onto his shaft before lubricating. He pushed inside Chase, moving at a steady but easy pace. Chase reached back and grabbed Mason’s thigh, pulling, letting Mason know he needed him in there, which only made Mason even harder.
He pushed Chase's head against the pillow as he buried his shaft balls-deep inside him, giving it to him the way he knew best.
The mattress shook furiously about as he fucked him. Chase turned his head so that his mouth was in the pillow, his noises silenced.
They worked together, building up a sweat as Mason's arousal climbed higher and higher. He could tell by the way Chase moved his body that he was loving it just as much.
Mason leaned down and wrapped his arms around him, then pulled Chase until they were both upright. He thrust his hips, digging his cock in deep.
Chase reached back and rested his hand on the side of Mason’s face.
“Oh, I'm right there,” he said. “I'm right there, Mason.”
Mason pulled out and stepped off the bed.
Chase apparently knew his part in all that, because he scooted forward to the edge of the mattress and lifted his legs, offering himself to Mason, who quickly slid back inside him, fucking him in Chase’s favorite way.
Mason lifted him so that Chase’s ass was off the bed, his weight on his back as he fucked him. Chase stretched his arms out, gripping at the mattress as his head rolled about, enjoying the sensations that Mason knew he was working up inside him.
“I'm so close,” Chase moaned, reaching for his shaft.
Mason snatched his wrist. “No, I'm taking you all the way.”
Chase’s arm fought against Mason's hold. Mason knew it was just because he was so close and all his body wanted was to release, but Mason knew he could make him come just like that. He was determined, so he fucked him as hard as he could. Chase leaked before a shot of white cum spewed across his belly.
Seeing Chase aroused to the point of climax without needing to touch his dick was enough for Mason to finish, holding in his own grunt to keep from making a noise too loud that would echo through the house and let everyone know what they were up to.
As he completed his sweet release with a sharp jerk, the mattress shifted across the box spring. Chase’s body slid back with it, and Mason mounted the mattress, crawling to keep his cock inside his husband.
