Ethan licked his lips, then dove back in, swirling his tongue around the head, then deepthroating to the balls before slowly pulling back to the tip before going all the way down again and he did this over and over.
Cole was close—too close. He yanked Ethan up and kissed him again. “Bend over,” Cole ordered, his eyes motioned towards the bed.
Ethan obeyed—he climbed onto the bed and went face down into the mattress, ass up high. The sight of Ethan’s perfect, bubble ass—shaved, gleaming, ready—made Cole’s cock throb so hard it hurt.
Cole climbed onto the bed and got behind Ethan. He spread Ethan’s cheeks and spit on the hole, then leaned down and licked it, slow and deep, tongue working in circles. Ethan whimpered and pushed back.
“More,” Ethan begged.
Cole worked his tongue deeper, fucking Ethan with it, hands spreading his ass wider. Then, when Ethan was quivering and leaking onto the sheets, Cole pulled away and reached for the travel lube on the nightstand.
He squirted a generous dollop onto his fingers and worked it in, pressing against Ethan’s hole with slow, steady force. One finger, then two. Ethan moaned, rocked back, opening up for him.
“Feel good?” Cole asked.
Ethan looked back over his shoulder, eyes wild. “God, yes. I want you inside me. I want all of you.”
Cole added more lube, then a third finger. Ethan took it, gasping, fingers clutching the sheets.
“You ready to give me your tight little asshole?” The words came out a snarl, guttural and hungry, warped by months—years—of pent-up craving.
Ethan’s answer was a whisper, but it hit Cole with the force of a bullet. “Please.”
Cole slicked up his cock, lined it up, and pushed—slow and gentle. He pressed the leaking head against Ethan’s opening and felt him tense.
“Relax,” Cole said, he couldn’t bear the thought of causing Ethan pain. He held Ethan’s hips, thumbs digging into the crease just above the ass. When the head finally popped past the rim, Ethan’s whole body jerked, back arching, hands clutching the sheets. Cole stopped, rubbing Ethan’s lower back.
“You good?” he asked.
“More than good. Keep going.” Ethan’s voice was thin and hungry.
So Cole did. He pushed deeper, the heat and squeeze of Ethan’s tight ass was nearly enough to make him bust right then. He went slow, inch by inch, every nerve in his body tuned to Ethan’s sounds—the hitch of his breath, the moan that turned to a shiver, the little curse that slipped out when Cole’s cock got halfway in. Cole pushed deeper, inch by inch, feeling the tight, perfect grip of Ethan’s ass clinging to every bit of his cock. It was pure, molten pleasure—a thing he’d only ever dreamed of—finally made real.
When he got balls-deep, they both paused. Ethan was gasping, sweat beading at his brow, knuckles white against the comforter.
Cole palmed his lower back, massaged gentle circles and waited until Ethan’s body started to melt into his, until the shivers gave way to a low, rumbling want.
“Fuck,” Cole groaned, “You’re so tight. You feel incredible.”
Ethan arched and pushed back. “Please, fuck me. I want it. I want to be your slut.”
That word detonated inside Cole. He started to move—slow at first, letting Ethan stretch around him, then harder, faster, each thrust driving a helpless noise from Ethan’s mouth.
Cole leaned over Ethan, blanketing him, lips to his ear. “Where is my cock, Ethan?” he growled.
“In my ass,” Ethan gasped, the words tight and trembling. “You’re in my ass. Fuck. Keep going, please.”
Cole bit the lobe of Ethan’s ear and growled, “You like my big cock in your ass?” and started to really fuck him, hips thrusting in and out, the sound of flesh on flesh echoing in the small cabin
“Yes! God, yes! I love it!”
“Say it,” Cole ordered, fucking him harder. “Say you love my cock in your ass. Say it, slut.”
“I love your cock in my ass. I love being your little bitch.”
Cole couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt this alive, this in control, this fucking right. He watched Ethan come apart under him, watched the way the pleasure scrambled his cool.
They switched positions—Cole pulled out, flipped Ethan over, and shoved him flat on his back at the edge of the bed. Ethan’s legs fell open, the sight of his cock leaking onto his abs, the glistening hole twitching and waiting, almost sent Cole over the edge. Cole lined up and drove in, making Ethan scream.
