"Are you insane?" He'd have to be dead six months to not want to fuck Leon.
George was careful not to rip the clothes Sheriff Garret had supplied to him. He had no idea when he'd get some new ones. Still, he heard something rip when he pulled his shirt off, but come on. Leon was naked already and stretched out on the bed.
Hot damn!
His mate was a sexy hunk of man.
George's hand shook as he reached out to caress Leon's soft silky skin. George could touch him for days, years. Hell, centuries. Leon's soft skin felt glorious. He trailed his hand from the nape of Leon's neck down to his nipples, tugging at them one at a time. Leon groaned and bowed his back, pushing against George's hand.
George arched an eyebrow at his lover. "You like that, mate?"
Leon keened and his body bucked. George bit his lip, fighting back his impending orgasm. He was hanging on by a thread, and he hadn't done more than simply caress Leon. They hadn't even gotten to the good stuff yet.
But they were about to.
Screw the foreplay. He needed in his mate now.
George grabbed the lube and opened it. He squirted a liberal amount onto his cock and spread it around. His dick was so engorged, so sensitive he thought he might not make it inside of Leon before he exploded. He gripped the bottom of his shaft until the sensation to come lessened.
Once he was in control of himself again, George squirted more lube onto his fingers then dropped the small tube onto the bed. Leon's heavy panting and small whimpers nearly drove George crazy. The man spread his legs farther apart, giving George a glorious view of the full cock and tight ball sac that hung between Leon's legs.
"Grab your legs, Leon," he commanded, his voice catching in his throat when Leon immediately grabbed his legs and lifted them up to his chest. It was all George could do to keep from coming when he gazed down and saw Leon's tight puckered flesh.
Reaching down with one lubed finger, George watched Leon shake as he ran his fingers over his skin, down around the man's hole, and back up to the underside of his balls. Running around the edge, he slowly pushed one finger in. Leon's body bucked as George began pumping his finger in and out of Leon's tight hole.
"Oh fuck…yes…more," Leon pleaded, nearly losing his grip on his legs as he tried to push back against George's finger with his hips.
George inserted a second finger. He moved it around, rimming the edge in a circular pattern. He might not have done this with someone before, but he had done a lot of reading and a lot more playing with himself. He knew exactly what he was looking for. Leon suddenly arched up off the bed, his head dropping back as he let out a long wail of ecstasy.
Found it!
George could barely contain his delight. He zeroed in on Leon's sweet spot, stroking his fingers over it again and again as Leon writhed on the bed at the pleasure George was giving him. A third finger had Leon nearly screaming. George couldn't take any more. He just knew that if he didn't get inside of Leon in the next five seconds, he would die.
George picked Leon up and swung him around. Leon grabbed for him, which worked out just fine for George. He lay back on the bed and placed Leon's body so that the man straddled him.
"Ride me, mate."
Leon grinned and sat up on his knees. George's breath caught in his throat when he felt Leon's hands grip his cock, guiding it to Leon's tight entrance.
"Fuck," George groaned as Leon sank down on his hard shaft.
George knew Leon was trying to prove his point when the hot silky channel cradling him suddenly tightened around his cock. George groaned, arching up into Leon's body as he gripped the man's hips tightly with his hands.
George lifted Leon up, slowly drawing his cock back until just the head remained. Leon's mouth hung open, and rapid little pants huffed out. His eyes were wide, dazed, his skin flushed.
George slammed Leon back down on his cock. He wasn't sure whose cry was louder, his or Leon's. He just knew he needed to do it again. He lifted Leon away from him then rammed into him over and over again.
The pleasure was explosive. Every inch of Leon's hot grip wrapped around George's cock. It didn't matter if he pulled most of the way out or was buried to the root, Leon surrounded him, caressed him with his silky skin.
George rolled them over, covering Leon with his bigger body. He grabbed Leon's legs and wrapped them around his waist, spreading them farther when he leaned down to lick at the bite mark on the man's neck.
Leon lay there, his breathing rapid, punctured only by his moans. He gripped George's arms and hooked his ankles around George's waist. The harder George thrust, the tighter Leon's grip.
George was in heaven watching Leon. The man was more responsive than anyone he'd ever met, even when he didn't say a word. George knew when he hit Leon's sweet spot. Leon's entire body suddenly stiffened, and he cried out as he seemed to try and crawl into George.
George took note of the particular position and continued pumping into the tight hole holding him, aiming for Leon's sweet spot with every thrust. He had to use one hand to hold Leon's thigh up close to his when Leon's body started to melt into the mattress.
He used the other hand to tweak Leon's nipples. He used his lips to suck up a deep mark on Leon's neck. When Leon's hands moved up George's arms to his shoulder and his fingernails dug in, George knew he was done for. He wasn't going to last another minute, maybe another second.
