The first was that I loved Jude. We were an odd match, a sinner and an angel. A mechanic and a priest. Yes, when we were together, we seemed to meld.
The second truth was that I wasn’t nervous about hurting him. Andrew had been right. In Jude’s beautiful eyes, I saw my love reflected back at me. I’d do anything for him. Give him anything. I’d help him heal from the pain other people inflicted. In the end, I’d even give him up and let him walk away if that’s what he ultimately chose. He deserved to have a life filled with joy. And for tonight, that’s exactly what I planned to make happen.
“I’m going to go slow,” I said. “And if at any time you want me to stop, you’ve got your safeword which is…?”
“Red. Now please, Ethan, I’m begging you. My cock is ready to explode.”
“Shush,” I said against his lips as I positioned the tip of my erection at his entrance. I was thick so I knew that upon shoving in past the tip, he had to be feeling pressure. “Breathe,tesoro,” I encouraged.
Jude’s body tensed and I immediately stopped, my face drawn in worry. “Talk to me.”
“I’m good, Ethan.” He swallowed hard. “It’s the feeling of being split wide open, it’s… different. A good different even though there’s the… the burn mixed with overwhelming wonder. Keep going.”
Jude’s cock had deflated some so I kept my movements excruciatingly slow, allowing him to feel every graze of the intrusion. When he winced, I dragged my cock out and slipped back in, pushing the tip just a bit farther. I fucked him with justthe head over and over until I saw the moment that pleasure began to eclipse the burn.
Jude’s cock hardened again and he begged. “More.”
Even so, I barely penetrated him as I continued to do a gentle push and pull. It was like a slow dance between us, my cock just kissing his hole was more intimate than it had any right to be. I never imagined fucking to be like a love song, but then he nudged my cock with his hole as he pushed back on me. He set the pace, and as he got braver and more confident, he jerked his hips up with intention and force.
And when he’d impaled himself, I shivered at being fully seated inside his tight channel. Our slow dance that had begun in a leisurely rhythm sped into something that became faster and feistier. I took his mouth in a deep kiss, thrusting my tongue with the same passion with which I fucked his hole.
Jude’s cock was flushed and hard, straining toward me.
“Jerk yourself.” At my command, he wrapped his hand around his length and began desperately pistoning in and out, matching every one of my thrusts in perfect sync. I wasn’t rough and kept from slamming into him like I really craved; the night was for him. Even so, sweat pooled under me as drops fell from my face and chest. My balls were tight, and every nerve ending was on fire.
“I can’t take it,” Jude said, his skin glistening, head thrown back against the pillow, eyes wild with need. “Harder baby, please. I can feel you holding back. Don’t.”
Contrary to the gentle approach I’d been taking, Jude was making it very clear what he wanted, and I was happy to indulge him. Raising his legs, I hooked them over my shoulders and dug my fingers into his hips. I pulled my cock out to his disgruntled groans but then I slammed back in with such force his head banged against the headboard. I didn’t slow down not when his ass clenched around my cock, his hips punching againstmine with a volley of sounds, skin slapping against skin. Jude’s unintelligible mutterings bordered on hysterical, and I made deep, steady grunts as I drove into his ass over and over again.
“Are you ready to come,tesoro?”
“Please, baby…”
I grabbed his perfect cock, long and straight, and slipped my thumb over the slit, dragging beads of cum as I slid my hand down his length. I never missed a beat, railing him, the walls of his passage skin-tight, like being held in a glove. All the while, a melody of groans and mewls spilled from his lips each time I pegged his prostate. And then Jude’s cock thickened in the circle of my hand as his legs went rigid. “Come,tesoro.”
At my permission, Jude’s orgasm exploded in ropes of cum that landed in a pool on his chest while I unloaded my seed up his ass. The sight had a wave of fire igniting my nerves and I ground out his name as a final thrust sent me over the edge in a cloudburst of bliss.
I eased his legs down and laid my body on top of the creamy mess, sucking a love bite on his shoulder, tasting the wet, salty skin. And then I scooped cum on my tongue and crushed my mouth on his. The kiss wasn’t tender. It was a post-orgasmic explosion of pure happiness that left me hungry for more.
Jude licked his lips. “Give me more cum, Ethan.”
I obliged, and then kissed him hard, all tongue, tasting more of his release. When we were both panting, I drew back and suggested a shower, his face opening into a wide grin. “Is your facial expression a response to you not being a virgin any longer?”
“No, I didn’t feel like you took my virginity.”
I was confused. “But I thought you said this was your first time?”
“It was, but when we were in the middle of it and you were so calming and considerate, I felt as if you’d made loveto me a hundred times before with the same care. Realistically, that doesn’t make sense. Emotionally… it’s how I felt. Safe and protected. Like I’d always wanted to feel when in such a vulnerable position. And I know in my heart that you’d never let me down.”
“I love you,tesoro,” I murmured. Taking my hand, he led me to the shower.
After lazy hand jobs and a second rinsing off, we toweled ourselves and I spooned Jude under the covers. We were quiet for a long while, but I had the sense that Jude was giving serious thought to something. I waited him out, knowing that he’d say something when he felt ready. After a few minutes he rolled onto his back.
His brow tugged downward in an almost frown. “As a submissive, did a Dom ever plug you up after he deposited his load?”
I was leaning on my side, propped on my elbow. “No,” I said, needing no time to think about my reply. “I’ve never been in a serious relationship with a Dom who cared enough. For many submissives, including me, plugging is a way for a Dom to claim their submissive. So, he wouldn’t do it to just anybody. Why are you asking?”
He reached up and stroked my cheek. “When we were in the shower and before you turned on the water, I felt your cum dripping out of me, sliding down my leg. And then the jet washed it down the drain. I felt a sudden loss and remembered when I’d been researching and came across Doms who plugged their subs after going bare. And I thought how comforting it would’ve been to have you inside me.” He troubled his bottom lip and then asked, “Was there ever a time when you wished a Dom would’ve plugged you?”
