A naughty thought crosses my mind, so I go straight to our bedroom, which already has our bed in it. The sight that meets me when I open the door shows that I'm clearly lacking in creativity.
“Fuck me,” I say. My hand goes straight to my hardening dick.
“Okay, but I was here first,” Levi says, one hand stroking his hard cock while the other teases his hole.
I gulp at the sight of his fingers stretching his hole. His eyes are blazing with need as he lays on our bed, the covers pulled back, showing the soft bed sheets we splurged on.
“Jesus, baby. You look so fucking good.” I remove my shirt and toe-off my shoes. My jeans are next.
He groans. “I've been waiting all week for this. Hurry up.”
It's a good thing we're going to be living together because the back and forth between my place and his is tiring, especially for him. It's one of the reasons we thought it would be good to move in together.
He stops pleasuring himself and goes up on his knees.
My underwear is discarded to one side with my jeans as my hard cock springs up to slap on my belly as soon as it's free.
“Ugh, that's the best sound ever. Come here. I want to suck you,” he demands.
I'm not even near the bed before I’m pulled down over his body. My groan when our cocks press against each other is a mix of relief and guttural need.
I take his mouth and kiss him like it's my last day on earth.
“I can't wait to do this to you every day,” he says.
“Fuck yeah.”
He kisses a path down my neck, and I raise my head to give him access. I lift up to help him until he has the upper hand and flips me on my back.
Levi strokes my cock as he sucks each of my balls into his hot, wet mouth.
“Jesus, baby. If you do that for much longer, I'm going to come like a teenager.”
“All the more reason to keep you in bed longer,” he says.
When he takes me into his mouth, my hips lift off the bed. He holds me down with his hands on my pelvis. That display of dominance makes me harder than I already am.
“Seriously, baby…” I beg. I want to come inside him or with him inside me, but with him sucking my brain cells through my dick, I'm lost for words.
“My turn,” he says, and I think he's going to turn over so I can suck him, but he straddles me and grabs my dick, lining it up with his hole.
He bears down on me, and stars collide, colors merge in beautiful rainbow swirls, and the rest of the words disappear.
“It's too good. Levi. Fuck, you were made for me.”
He moans as he rides me. His cock standing hard, purple and throbbing. I know he's close. His broken breaths, the little moans escaping his lips, the closed eyes, and the head held back.
It's not the first time he's been able to make himself come by riding me, which is why it's his favorite position. Fortunately for me, watching him as he uses my body to take all his pleasure works like my own personal high, and I'm right there with him.
“Arlo…I need…” he begs.
I sit up and put my arm around him to get him as close to me as I can. My free arm is the only leverage I have, but it's enough.
“Come on, baby. Take what you need,” I say.
My words seem to take him out of his trance. His eyes are trained on mine as he pushes us both toward the precipice. Our breaths are so mingled, it's like we're drawing air from each other.
His cock is trapped between us, and I feel the stickiness of his precum against my belly.
