“Ready?” I asked.
“Fuck, yeah.”
I grabbed the lube, slicked up, and pushed the tips of two lubed fingers into his spit-softened ass.
Austin froze, a groan shaking his chest.
“Okay?” I asked him.
“Fucking do it.” He grabbed his knees, pulling them higher and wider, a flush mottling his chest and neck.
I went slow anyway, pumping those fingers in and out, inch by gradual inch, until I reached his prostate.
“Fuuuuck!” Austin thrashed his head back and forth on the pillow. “Get in me or you’ll be jerking off on your own.”
The condom slipped between my fingers as I rolled it down, then applied more lube. Austin held his legs wide, his back arched to offer himself to me. I slid a pillow under his tailbone, then pressed my cockhead against his hole. He whined, a high sound without words. The silken hot clutch of his ass around me almost sent me over the edge as I pushed home.
Not yet, not yet.For a month, I’d waited, imagined this, jerked off to the thought of being inside him. I froze, thinking of burying placentas in manure, until I wasn’t on the verge of exploding.
“Come on.” Austin wrapped his legs around my hips. “Move.”
Despite the demand of his calves behind me, urging me on, I started slowly. Even with the few times we’d done this, I could tell by the pinch of his lips when I pushed too fast, and by the drop of his jaw when I hit the right angle. I worked myself deep inside him, then settled higher on my knees, pulled halfway out, and thrust hard. Austin gasped and flung his head back.
“Okay?” I murmured.
“Fuck me.”
I did as he commanded, fucking Austin’s tight round ass as fast and as hard as I could. Molten heat chased through my groin, into my balls and dick, up my spine, down my thighs. Sweat slid down my nose and my breath rasped.Wait, wait.My balls wanted to explode, but I needed Austin to come first. I reared back, my hands braced on his thighs, and watched Austin’s eyes widen, his red mouth fall open, his arms shake, as he tightened around me. I fucked harder, faster. “Jerk yourself.”
“Oh God, oh God, oh fuck!” Austin grabbed his dick and shuddered under me, the muscles in his legs clenched under my fingers. His cock bobbed and shot, arcs of white jetting across his stomach and chest.
I couldn’t hold back a shout as climax hit me. My body convulsed. The building heat overflowed, shooting out my dick in pulses of cum, flashing through every inch of me, sizzling down my nerves. I came hard, deep inside Austin—deep inside Austin. Holy shit.A month of jerking off alone in the dark and waking from dreams hard as a rock had nothing on this reality. My entire body went into whiteout overload.
When some sense returned, I lay collapsed over Austin, his spunk smooshed between his stomach and my chest, while he gently scratched through my hair. I turned my face enough to kiss his pec. “Wow.”
“Yeah. Thank you for the awesome fuck.”
I couldn’t help laughing, half amusement, half joy. “My pleasure.”
“Also, we’re going to end up stuck together. I’m a mess.”
The feel of cooling jizz wasn’t my favorite thing, but I couldn’t move. I kissed his chest instead, brushing my lips over every bit of skin I could reach. Austin went back to stroking my hair.
“Hey,” he murmured after a warm, quiet minute. “You ever find out what happened to Miguel after you split?”
“What brought that up?” I reached down for the condom and eased out of Austin’s ass, massaging his rim gently to comfort the sting.
“Just me being grateful that I’m here and he’s not.”
I rolled up onto one elbow so I could see his face. “Are you jealous?”
“Maybe? A little.”
Leaning over, I kissed his flushed lips. “Don’t be. He’s also grateful you’re here and he’s not.”
“Huh?”
“After you left, I got to wondering if I’d been too hard on Miguel back then. You made me want to be a better person, and a better person wouldn’t have iced Miguel out the way I did. So I called him.”
