The apartment was quiet except for the sounds of his labored breathing and his wet fingers fucking his asshole. He curled his fingers in, thrusting harder and grabbing a hold of his balls. He squeezed, pulled, groaned, and he smothered his face into the pillows. His fingers were sliding easily now, and he wanted to come so badly that his head hurt.
But he had to wait.
He had to be good.
Day was here now, his eyes on Goldie, hungry and wanting as he prepared to pounce.
Goldie felt him staring before he saw him, and he lifted his head with a low groan. “I’m ready, baby. God, I’m so fuckin’ ready for you.”
“Come here. On your back.” Day patted the edge of the bed. “As close as you can.”
Goldie found that scooting down was harder than he thought as the movement did something weird with his back, and he grunted in frustration as he had to stop about two feet away from the destination. He gasped when Day grabbed his hips and simply pulled him into place, his ass nearly hanging off the bed.
“There. Just like that. Thank you, angel.” Day smiled, and he slid his hands over the outside of Goldie’s thighs before slipping between them, spreading them abruptly. He rubbed his cock up against Goldie’s hole, and he sighed contentedly. He wasn’t pushing in yet, happy to tease and glide around in the excess lube.
“Baby,” Goldie murmured quietly. He knew better than to ask for more, but he still wanted Day to know what he wanted.
“Yes, angel.” Day smirked as if he could read Goldie’s mind. “I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you everything.”
Goldie stretched his arms, folding his fingers beneath his head and leaning up to watch. He wished Day didn’t have his sweater on so he could admire his body, but the vision of his angelic face was heaven enough.
Day was watching his cock sliding between Goldie’s cheeks, teasing up against his balls and then back down again. His eyes were hooded, dark, and a pleased and absolutely wicked smile was playing over his lips. Finally, he pushed the head of his cock inside Goldie’s hole. His lashes fluttered. “Oh, angel… the things you do to me.”
Goldie barely had time to take a breath before Day slammed in, and he gasped as the last of his body’s resistance was demolished by Day’s rough thrusts. “Oh, G-God! Yes!”
Day wrapped his arms around Goldie’s thighs as he fucked him, spreading them wide and pounding into him hard and fast. His balls were smacking Goldie’s ass as their bodies crashed together, and Day gritted his teeth, growling low from the raw passion.
Goldie lay back, clawing now at the covers beneath him as Day plowed his hole. Yes, this is what he’d been craving. He didn’t want slow and sweet; he just wanted to getfucked. Day was taking everything he wanted from him without mercy, and Goldie didn’t have to do anything except enjoy the brutal ride.
He was always impressed with Day’s immense strength, and he swore his ass was going to have bruises from where Day’s hips were nailing him so hard. He fisted the covers, crying out as Day changed the angle of his slams and aimed his thrusts just so to nail Goldie’s prostate. “Oh! H-holy fuck!”
The upward momentum lifted Goldie’s ass right off the bed from the force of Day’s thrusts, and he groaned low, frantically slamming into Goldie faster and faster. “Don’t spill your seed,” he reminded breathlessly. “Don’t. That is for me. That is for me to take when I see fit!”
“I’ll be good, I’ll be good, I’ll be so good,” Goldie chanted.
“I know, angel… mmmph, I know.”
Goldie gasped as Day’s ferocious fucking actually scooted him up the bed, and he scrambled to find the edge of the mattress to pull himself back down.
Day snarled, grabbing Goldie’s hips and impatiently dragging him down on his cock.
“F-fuck!” Goldie moaned, delirious with pleasure, and he held on to the mattress to keep himself from getting moved again as Day continued to fuck him without stopping. His hole was hot, throbbing, and there, fuck, Day was coming.
Day thrusted in deep, circling his hips as his cock flooded Goldie’s hole. “There, my angel. There you go… take it… take my seed.”
Grinding down on Day’s cock, Goldie clenched around him as if he could milk out every last drop. “Yes, baby. Give it to me. Give it all to me, baby.”
Day rubbed Goldie’s thigh, smiling as his cock gave its final pulse. He stayed buried inside of him to the tilt, and he leaned over to kiss Goldie. “Oh, my angel.”
Goldie ran his hands up Day’s back beneath the sweater, kissing him passionately. His hole was pleasantly throbbing, and his balls had their own rhythm of complaint thumping away since he hadn’t come yet. He could be good. He could wait.
“Are you hungry, angel?” Day asked with a little grin.
“Mmm, I could eat.” Goldie chuckled. “What do you want, baby?”
“Eggs, please.”
“I can do that.” Goldie smiled. “We got some biscuits too. We could do a whole breakfast for dinner thing again if you’d like.”
