“Then remember this, Donovan; you’re mine, and this tight little virgin hole is mine too. You think you can remember that, baby?”
My dick gets even harder at his words, and I whimper, nodding my head.
Stephen
“Then remember this, Donovan; you’re mine, and this tight little virgin hole is mine too. You think you can remember that, baby?”
He nods his head and whimpers; that sound never fails to make me feral. Not that I wasn’t already after hearing how he’d prepped, and how he was going to let me touch him. I’ve never felt so possessive over someone before, even justhis casual mention of someone else’s hand had me jealous. He’s mine. I claim his mouth in a kiss, needing to completely devour him.
“Remember that we can stop anytime you want,” I say, “I’m gonna need you to use your words.”
“Okay,” he whispers.
We get undressed and I reach into my side table to get my lube, squirting some on my fingers, before lying on my side next to him so we’re facing each other. I hitch his top thigh over my hips, parting his ass and giving me plenty of space.
Kissing him again, I run my hand between his cheeks, grazing over his hole to get him used to contact there. Using one finger I gently circle his entrance, and he moans into the kiss.
“Is this okay?” I ask, before going any further.
“Mm-hmm.”
After a few more rounds, I gather more lube and slowly press into him, met with resistance at first.
“Relax, baby, I’ve got you.”
He takes a couple of deep breaths, and I can push a bit deeper.
“Fuck, Donovan, you feel so fucking tight.”
“And that’s just your finger,” he moans, “I told you your big dick would never be able to fit.” His hands grip my hair and shoulders, anywhere he can reach.
“And I told you we’d take it slow and make it fit. We can leave it here for now though.”
“No!” he cries. “More, please, I want more.”
“You sure?”
“Fuck, Stephen, please, just a bit more.”
He pulls me into a kiss, his moans filling me, and I use the chance to sink my finger in a little bit deeper, feeling for that spot I’m hoping to find…
“Holy fucking shit! What the fuck is that?”
“That, baby, is your prostate,” I chuckle. “Did it feel good?”
“Holy shit, it was intense.”
“Do you want more?”
“Fuck, yes… I… I think I could come from that.”
I gently press against it again.
“Breathe, baby,” I murmur against his temple as he buries his head back into the pillow, his hips bucking into me.
The noises escaping his mouth are the sexiest things I’ve ever heard, it sounds like he’s coming apart at the seams. His cock is weeping pre-cum all over himself, he’s definitely going to come from this.
“Stephen! Holy shit!”
