Hector took his time pushing into Will. His eyes nearly crossed as he watched himself sink into the man’s tight hole. Will rippled around him, cradling his cock, holding him as if they were made to be together. His cock felt like it was sinking into a vise grip as he thrust into Will’s tight ass.
When his balls rested against Will’s ass, Hector stopped and took several deep breaths. If he didn’t, the show would be over before it began, and he wanted this to be the best fuck Will ever experienced.
“So beautiful, tesoro,” Hector whispered, more to himself than to Will. He pulled out until just the head of his cock remained in Will’s tight grasp, then watched himself sink in again.
The image was too perfect to not watch a few times. He nearly swallowed his tongue as he watched his cock move out of Will’s ass then sink back in. He had thought seeing Will all laid out on the bed was hot.
This was hotter.
The need to feel Will come apart in his arms was overwhelming. Hector started thrusting harder, faster, and deeper. He could feel sweat start to build up between his shoulder blades.
As he watched, Will’s cock began to fill until it stood up from his groin, hard and thick. Hector’s level of arousal seemed to be tied into Will’s. The more pleasure Will felt, the more filled Hector.
Will’s body seemed to swallow him up every time he thrust into the man, squeezing him and massaging him as if that alone could get Hector off. It just might. Hector had never felt anything like it in his life. The more he moved, the louder Will became. There seemed to be a direct connection to Will’s cries and the force of Hector’s thrusts.
Hector went with it, grabbing Will’s hips and pounding into the man as fast and as hard as he could. The sounds of Will’s cries mingled with the sound of their flesh slapping together.
It was heaven to Hector’s ears.
“Spread your legs, baby.”
Hector swallowed hard as Will did just as he commanded. The man’s knees spread apart, displaying Will’s balls beautifully. Hector reached under Will and wrapped his hand around Will’s cock. He started stroking the man with each thrust of his hips. The faster he pounded into Will’s tight ass, the faster he stroked the man’s cock.
“I want to hear your pleasure, Will.”
Will’s sweet sounds filled the room. The more Hector touched him, the more he loved on him, the louder Will became. The tight, inner muscles wrapped around his cock rippled and dragged Hector to the edge, but he’d be damned if he’d blow before his lover did.
Will suddenly groaned and shot all over Hector’s hand. The scent of Will’s spunk wafted into the air, filling Hector’s senses. Hector growled and thrust into Will’s tight ass one last time.
His orgasm hit him with the force of a freight train. Hector felt like his body had gone up in flames as he filled Will’s ass with his release. His skin prickled with sensation, the very air around him seeming to caress him as if trying to draw out his climax until Hector’s legs shook.
Fuck!
He’d been pretty rough with Will. He might even have left bruises on Will’s hips with how hard he was gripping them. Hector hoped not. He knew he would be beside himself if he hurt the man.
He leaned over Will’s body as he tried to regain his control of his pounding heart. He could feel Will’s heart beating against him as he planted small kisses along Will’s collarbone.
“Are you okay, Will?” Hector asked.
Will blinked several times and then smiled. “I’m perfect.”
"Yes, you are, and I love you."
Will blinked up at him. "You love me?"
"I do."
Will sucked in a breath. Tears flooded his eyes. "I love you, too, Hector. I have for a while, but I was afraid to say anything."
Hector rubbed a tear away with his thumb. "Never be afraid to tell me you love me."
"I won't. I promise. I'll tell you every day."
Hector grinned as he carefully pulled free of Will’s body then reached down onto the floor to grab Will’s shirt. He cleaned Will up then himself then dropped the shirt over the side of the mattress. Hector collapsed down on the bed next to Will and curved himself around Will.
He was still reeling from the orgasm that had racked his body, hitting every nerve and taking him to heights of ecstasy he had never felt before. His muscles felt like he had just run a marathon. The words of love they had shared still meant more. Not only was his body settled, but so was his soul.
He just wanted to lie there with Will wrapped up in his arms and pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist. For the first time in as long as he could remember, Hector felt totally content. He’d found his lost treasure, and it wasn’t the house or the diamonds from the basement. It was the man in his arms.
