Calli’s eyes flutter closed as his fist closes around me, savoring my noises. He pumps slowly, and blood races to my dick. The ache of need surges through my lower half.
“Calli,” I murmur, bracing more weight on his shoulders. I’m so weak with desire I might faint.
He feels my dick hardening and meets my gaze. With deliberate slowness, he leans in and pops my tip on his tongue.
Fuck! “You d-don’t h-have to,” I stammer, knowing Callisto Wren’s never sucked dick in his life.
He smiles up at me, flushed and handsome. “I want to, Ricky. I want to taste all of you.”
Maybe I died and this is the afterlife; if so, it’s a good one. I can’t look away as he sucks me in, testing the way I fit in his mouth. He naturally knows what feels good and after a few experimental licks and sucks he has me deep in his mouth,pulling rhythmically. Tingles slide through me, fizzing and popping all over my body.
I swear softly as my legs shake. I could come right now, and I would, except he releases me, hands sliding up and down my thighs as I gasp for breath.
Callisto rises and tucks an arm around my waist. “Last question, my darling,” he whispers in my ear. He runs his free hand around my body to rest on my ass. “Can I make this mine?” His voice is smooth as velvet. And hungry.
“Fuck, Calli,” I growl out, spasming all over. “You better fucking hurry.”
I squeak as he picks me up in a princess carry and takes me over to the bed. Red and Zack don’t even have to move because the mattress is so big, designed for six or seven people to fit. He sets me down gently.
When I roll over, he stops me. “I want to see your face, Ricky.”
Fuck. I’m gonna come within three thrusts at this rate. I settle on my back and spread my knees. Calli runs his hands down my thighs to my knees, and then back. I can tell from the way his gaze drinks me in that he’s admiring my body, finally taking the time to notice each part. He rests his hand on my hip, thumb working over Zack’s bond mark.
He switches to the other, unmarked hip. “Can I have this side, one day?”
Callisto and me sharing a bond? I shiver. “I’d love that,” I reply.
He sucks in his lower lip as he studies me. “Ricky, I’ve never done this before, so please teach me. Do I need to loosen you up?”
My heart sings. I get to be Callisto’s first bi experience.
“Usually yes, but I’ll be okay,” I tell him. “We just need a little lube.” I grab fish it out of the side table drawer, and Callisto kneels up to watch.
This angle will be a little more difficult for someone who doesn’t know what he’s doing, so I grab a pillow and slide it under my hips. Then I lube myself and pass the bottle to him before opening my legs and reaching up to pull him onto my chest. Tugging his head down, I kiss him hard, possessing his mouth until we’re both gasping and writhing into each other. His hard dick bobs against my ass, and as we tangle he naturally searches for entry.
I angle sideways and take him in hand, guiding him to my pucker. “The rest is the same, just a bit slower,” I tell him, hanging my weight around his neck.
“You’re okay if I’m bare?” he asks breathlessly.
“Yeah. You’re clean, right? You’ll just need to wash before putting it anywhere else.” A sudden thought strikes me. “Oh, if you don’t want to, there’s probably some—”
He silences me with a kiss. “No. I want to experience everything with you, Ricky. I was just making sureyouwere comfortable.”
Love swells through my heart. I stroke his short beard, noticing the faint bruises from his fight to join us. “Calli, I want you to do everything and anything to me. Whatever you can think of, I’m on board.”
He grins and repositions himself. “I’ll hold you to that in the future.” Whatever answer I had disintegrates as he pressures my pucker. I moan as he pushes, tremors running from my toes to my neck. Callisto reaches out and links our hands on the bed as he gently pushes, straining over me.
His cock slips through the muscle. Callisto gasps. His jaw slackens, and he groans, “Fuck, Ricky. You feel so good!”
I want to agree, but I’m so overwhelmed all I can do is squeeze his fingers.
Callisto stares down at me, shifting his position to run one hand down my chest, awe building in his gaze. He thrusts experimentally, and I moan with pleasure.
I’ve had enough lovers to experience many sex styles, but no one’s ever made love to me as tenderly as Callisto. I expected to bust my nut immediately, but he doesn’t let me, slowing his thrusts each time my balls tighten. With every movement he searches for my reaction, peppering kisses over my chest and lipping my nipples until I’m dewed with sweat and whimpering like a kitten. I like it rough, yes, but this is perfect for our first time as we take our fill of soft, mesmerizing touches, daring to accept we’re finally united.
“Calli,” I wail, mewling and jerking with each breath. He’s got me so wound up.
“A little more,” he begs, breathing hard as he rides in and out of my ass. “Just take a little more, Ricky. I don’t want this to end yet.”
