He tried to pull me even closer by wrapping his arms around me, but I had better ideas on what to do with him.
"Have you ever heard that revenge is a dish best served cold?" I asked, pulling his shirt off and latching onto his left nipple and then the right one.
"I think we've established you're the chef in this relationsh—fuck…" He bucked against me, trying to get some friction through his jeans. I pressed my palm against his erection and heard him exhale in pleasure just before I removed it again.
"Fuck you."
I took his wrists and held them over his head, my body finally covering his from head to toe. I angled my head so I could whisper in his ear, "Yes, please."
His sharp intake of breath made me release his hands and stand back to look at him. He wasn't the only one surprised at my words, but now they were out, I wanted nothing more. Dri and I had enjoyed switching, but more often than not, he'd wanted to bottom.
I hadn't missed Tiago's previous references to wanting to feel me inside him, and to a certain degree, I'd assumed that would be the case for our first time together in that way, but I needed to make sure it was what he wanted, too.
"Are you sure?" His eyes were searching. I could tell he wanted it but also wanted to give me the option to change my mind.
"There are very few things I've wanted this much, baby." I took his hand so he'd follow me to the bedroom. "Unless you're afraid you can't give an old man the time of his life."
He jumped on my back and wrapped his legs around my waist, his mouth latching onto the muscles on the side of my neck, sucking hard until he said in my ear, "You may have experience on your side, but I have stamina."
I let out a curse because I was already on edge. Being around him put me in a constant state of arousal, and I knew it would never take much for him to draw an orgasm out of me. I just hoped I could last long enough to make this good for him, too.
As though he could read my mind and feel my insecurities, he jumped down from my back and led me to the bathroom, turned the water on in the shower, and pulled me in with him. It was only after we'd washed each other's bodies that he spoke softly into my lips.
"It's going to be perfect, Vítor. I know it."
Tiago picked two towels from the cupboard and gave me one. Once we were both dry, he took me to bed and asked me to lie down. I was expecting him to lie down with me, but he left the bedroom, coming back shortly with lube and condoms.
I hadn't had sex with anyone other than Dri, so once we were tested after we'd met, we hadn't needed to do it again, and we hadn't used condoms, either.
It was a good thing at least one of us had supplies and a thinking brain because I was already too far gone and couldn't wait to feel him inside me.
"Next time I'm going to lick every single inch of your skin, but not today. I don't think I can hold very long once I'm inside you." We'd both been hard throughout the shower, even though we'd ignored our erections, apart from when they'd touched and we'd allowed ourselves a moment of pleasure as they'd rubbed against each other between our bodies.
"Fuck, please do it," I begged as he kneeled down on the bed.
I took in a breath when I felt the cold lube at my entrance. His fingers were gentle as he massaged around my rim as though they were seeking permission.
Even though I knew what to expect, it still felt like the first time, and I couldn't deny that it hurt when Tiago was able to get his first finger all the way inside me.
Our eyes were locked on each other when he finally moved the finger so it touched my prostate. My cock was leaking even though he hadn't even got near it. I closed my eyes and fisted the sheets on either side of me as Tiago continued to draw his finger in and out. I didn't even notice he'd added another finger until he whispered in my ear.
"Look at you, taking my fingers in your tight heat. You're so ready for me, baby."
"Nhnn, Tiago, please…"
He removed his fingers, leaving me empty and on the verge of something, but I didn't know what it was. For all I knew, I was on the brink of dying from pleasure. I just needed more, more of him, more of us, until I felt the pressure of his thickness and stopped breathing.
Tiago kissed me like he was worshiping the ground I walked on. He didn't push any farther than I could take until I was ready. Once the initial burn was gone, I started moving under him to get more of his thick cock inside me.
He got the message and soon he was allowing himself to give in to the need to move in and out of me. I ran my hands down his back, settling them on his ass as though I could push him farther inside than he already was.
My cock was aching from the need to come. I tried to get my hand between us so I could stroke myself and find the sweet relief I needed, but Tiago slapped my hand away. Instead, he lifted one of my legs over his shoulder and increased the speed of his movements. That caused him to rub against my prostate with every single thrust.
I was sure I wouldn't survive this and told him as much.
"Oh Vítor. Vítor." He kept repeating my name as he found his release inside me.
My orgasm followed his. I didn't even touch myself because, between his thrusts against my prostate and the friction I got from having my cock trapped between us, I had all I needed for the most intense orgasm of my life.
Tiago kissed me and whispered in my ear. "Didn't I say it was going to be perfect?"
"So perfect."
