He watched as Colton poured a rather large amount of lube on his fingers, while searching Henry’s eyes. “This okay?” he asked as he changed his position between Henry’s legs.
“Yeah, that’s good.” Henry nodded and Colton moved to lay down between Henry’s legs, his shoulders resting on top of Henry’s thighs. Colton seemed to pause for a moment before he raised his head and looked at Henry, a hesitant look in his hazel eyes.
“Are you sure about this?” Colton bit his lower lip, once again taking in Henry’s tight hole in front of him. “I’m not sure about the physics here… I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart.”
“Hey, look at me. You’re not going to hurt me, baby. We’re going to take our time and I’m going to let you know when I’m ready, okay?”
Colton nodded, not looking entirely convinced, but then taking Henry completely by surprise, Colton blew on his hole, making him shout out.
“Fuck me!”
“In a little bit,” Colton teased him as he gently brushed along Henry’s crease with one careful finger. Henry’s body reacted to Colton’s touch immediately. He felt empty, hungry, his hole clenching with impatience. An urgency to be filled. Then he felt the pointed tip of Colton’s finger teasing the rim of his hole, before the tip breached his entrance and found its way inside. The expression on Colton’s face was one of awe as his finger disappeared inside Henry.
“I can feel you clenching around my finger. It’s the strangest sensation, having you connected with me like this.” He swallowed before continuing. “Does it feel okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?”
Shaking his head, a moan escaped Henry’s lips as he thrust his ass against Colton’s finger.
“It feels good, baby. You’re doing so good.” Urged on by Henry’s reassurance, Colton continued.
“Next time I’m gonna lick your pretty little hole. I’m gonna feast on it. Make a meal out of it. If I weren’t so hard for you right now, I’d take my time with you. It’s so pink and pretty, all needy and ready for my cock, isn’t it?”
That was the thing about Colton that surprised him the most. The way he responded when Henry encouraged him and praised him. Like Colton hungered for it. How one word of encouragement from Henry could make Colton suddenly surprise him and take charge. Henry could only nod in eager agreement, almost delirious with lust as he clenched around Colton’s finger which continued to move inside him.
“Give me another finger,” he gritted out, squirming underneath Colton’s arms resting firmly on top of his hips. He was going to have bruises tomorrow and he didn’t fucking care. He would wear every single one of them like a fucking badge of honor.
A second finger penetrated him, followed by the sweet, familiar sting. He embraced the burn as Colton stretched him and scissored his fingers.
“You’re so hot like this,” Colton said before he gave Henry’s now painfully hard cock a long lick. “Tell me what you need, sweetheart.”
The endearment almost made Henry come on the spot, and he sucked in a deep breath before he replied.
“I need more. Please Colton, I need more. Give me another finger. I’m ready.”
“I wanna hear you say it.” Sweat dripping down his forehead, Colton added a third finger. Continuing to pump his fingers in and out of Henry’s pulsing hole, Colton sucked on the tip of his cock. “I need you to beg for it, sweetheart. Beg for my cock.”
“Please,” Henry whimpered. He’d never felt so needy and desperate before. He’d always enjoyed sex, even loved it, but this was something entirely different. Henry was burning up as he spoke. “I need your cock, Colton. I need your big, beautiful cock in my hole. Please, baby, please… Fuck me.”
Colton moaned around the head of his cock and suddenly the fingers were gone, making Henry groan with desperation. He felt empty. He heard the distinct sound of a condom wrapper being torn and then he felt Colton’s lubed up cock head against his slick entrance.
“Just go slow,” Henry whispered. “I need to adjust while you breach me.”
Colton rested his forehead against Henry’s and nodded. Then he slowly pushed his blunt cock head against Henry’s hole. At first there was the familiar sting when the intrusive hardness was met with tight resistance. Colton wasn’t huge but it still burned like a mother fucker. For a second, Colton stopped as if looking to Henry to take the lead. He grabbed on to Colton’s ass checks and pulled him closer, spreading his legs even wider, laying himself completely bare for Colton.
“Okay? Is this okay?” Colton spoke with a trembling voice, his serious face the image of restraint.
“Uh huh, you can give me more. I need more. But go slow.”
“Okay,” Colton bit his bottom lip while he pushed further inside Henry, stretching his hole even more, pushing past the tight ring of muscle.
“Oh fuck,” Henry blurted out as Colton gave him the last half of his cock in one smooth move, bottoming out. He noticed the sweat clinging to Colton’s eyebrows, dripping down on his own chest.
“You okay?” Colton grit out, eyes dark, cheeks flushed.
“Yeah,” Henry panted. “Just give me a sec, okay?” He smiled at Colton, breathing through his nose, feeling the sting subside and the pleasure take over.
“Jesus, sweetheart, I need to move. Please tell me that I can move.” Colton rested his head on Henry’s chest while his breath came out in shallow gasps as he clung to the last bit of control.
“Okay, you can move, but go slow at first.” Henry swallowed, grabbing on to the back of his knees, bracing himself.
