“How do you want—” he began.
“Stay there,” I ordered.
“Now look who’s being bossy,” he said, the corner of his mouth ticking up.
“Hell, yes,” I said, moving up the bed to capture his lips again while I seated myself across his hips.
His cock slid between my ass cheeks, teasing me with his hardness. I lifted my body, and Nicki reached between us, lining his dick up so it pressed gently against the wrinkled skin of my hole.
I froze for a moment, looking down at him, his brow adorably furrowed in concentration. He glanced up at me when I didn’t move.
“What?” he asked. “Is something wrong? Should I—”
I stopped him with a kiss. “Nothing is wrong. I’m just enjoying this moment. We’ve waited so fucking long for this…”
A smile spread across his face. “We have, haven’t we?”
I slowly lowered myself down, feeling the stretch and burn as his cock slowly slid inside me. I felt it slide past the first ring of muscles and took a deep breath. I’d learned about this, though, and expected it. I knew I had to pause for a moment to allow my body to become accustomed to the intrusion. I was just hoping the sharp pain would ease off soon.
“Fuck…” I whispered, sweat beading on my face.
“Ohfuck, Kaine…” Nicki whispered, his eyes closed as he concentrated on the feel. Suddenly his eyes flew open as the pain in my voice registered.
“Fuck! Have you ever done this before?” he demanded.
I managed a small smile through the pain.
“Not… not this. I’ve had lots of blow jobs and hand jobs. I just never… never really trusted anyone to do this,” I answered.
Nicki looked up at me, his flame-like hair a tousled mess on my pillow, his concern for me evident on his face.
“Stop, we don’t need to—” he began, but I leaned forward and kissed him again. The slight movement changed the angle of his cock inside me, and suddenly I was seeing stars.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed.
“What?” he demanded in alarm. “What’s wrong?”
“Fuck, baby, I think you found my prostate,” I gasped, grinning at him. I repeated the movement only to be rewarded by a repeat of the feeling. It was like lightning flashing through my body, but in the most pleasurable way imaginable.
“Oh! Okay, that’s agoodthing, then…” he chuckled, relaxing.
I slowly began rocking back and forth, feeling him sliding in and out of my body.It. Was. Heaven.
I understood now why so many men enjoyed bottoming. I picked up speed, continuing to kiss Nicki and brushing his length back and forth against that bundle of nerves inside me.
My erection had waned when he first entered me, but was back in full force a few moments after we discovered our perfect angle.
Nicki reached a hand between us, stroking my erection in time to the movements I was making on his cock. He moved in and out of me, brushing again and again against that bundle of nerves, his hips dancing up to meet my body as I tightened my grip on him almost automatically.
“Oh fuck!Kaine!” he exclaimed, his body rising up from the bed in harsh thrusts to meet my downward movements. I could feel the instant of his release, his cock spasming deep inside me as he unloaded into the condom. I followed him a moment later.
I had rocked back on my knees, my release painting Nicki’s stomach, and felt like I was about to collapse, then I saw Nicki and froze.
The look on his face was pure bliss. His head was thrown back, his eyes closed. His hair was damp, plastered to his face in places, dark with sweat. The lamp on the bedside table threw long shadows across his face. Something inside me was terrified that someday he would leave me. Maybe he would decide I wasn’t worth the bother, the drama. That he would decide I wasn’t worth it. I desperately wanted to record that look, preserve it so I would never lose this moment, so I snagged the camera from the bedside table and snapped his picture.
His eyes flew open as I looked at him through the lens of the camera.
“Did you just… Seriously? Did you just take a picture of me coming?” he laughed.
