When we pull away, he slowly opens his eyes. There’s something in them conveying something to me. I want to say it’s love, but I don’t want to project either, no matter how much I wish it.
As much as I love to talk, I’m forgetting my words. He needs to know he’s doing things right and making me feel so fucking good. “That’s it,” I spur him on. “You feel so good inside me, Mike. So good.”
“Yeah?”
“Fucking amazing.”
He pushes himself up higher, hovering over me as he pumps a little faster. My body vibrates with lust and love and arousal, just feeling him and watching him. I’m in some crazy, sexual fever dream or something. I must be. This can’t be real.
Mike increases the force of his thrusts, fucking me faster, harder, deeper, and the pressure becomes nearly unbearable. I pinch the head of my dick again to stop the threatening orgasm. I’m not there yet, but on the cusp. A few strokes is all it will take, but I’m not ready. It doesn’t matter that I brought five condoms with me for more chances at this, because I don’t want this to end yet.
Words, fuck… right.
“You’re hitting me just right, babe… Keep going. Keep hitting me right there. So good.”
Mike lets out a strange keening noise that goes straight to my nuts. Damn. He’s as into it as I am—another sign he’s with me all the way in this relationship.
Speaking of nuts, they’re growing heavy, desperate to release. My spine tingles, and my cock throbs. There’s precum smearing all over me, leaking each time he rubs against that sweet spot.
I can’t take it anymore. I need to come as if my life depends on it. I grab my length and fuck into my fist. It won’t take much. I’m pumping, grazing the head of my dick on the upstroke, using my precum as lube. I’m burning with the urge, and when I look up at Mike, who’s solely focused on my cock and fist, I’m done for.
“God, I’m gonna come,” I cry out, uncaring that there could be people walking on the beach. “I’m gonna come!” My mind goes blank as the pressure finally releases. My body jerks and ripples as my climax hits me, wave after wave.
“Oh, shit,” Mike grunts, no doubt from the squeezing pressure of my ass, as he continues to fuck me through my orgasm.
“Ahhh,” I yell again as ropes of creamy-white cum splatter across my stomach and chest. It’s relentless. I can’t remember coming this hard before.
Then his orgasm chases mine, and I can feel the heat of his cum through the condom. He cries out, thrusting faster and more erratically. After one last hard thrust, he’s done.
I’m covered in sweat. My body goes slack and numb. I can’t move. Dead. Mike has slayed me. Then I start laughing. “Holy shit. Holy shit, Mike. That was… fuck.”
He rests his head against my chest, shaking from my laughter. I’m so fucking high that Mike actually came inside me. I feel… strangely complete. When his cock slips out of me, I wince, instantly missing him.
“I can’t believe I just came inside my boyfriend,” he mumbles against my chest.
I bark out a laugh, and Mike raises his head, blue eyes wide, and his face flushed. “Uhm, yeah! I was thinking the same thing.”
Mike gnaws on his bottom lip for a moment as he looks down at me, looking uncertain. “Was that… I mean, was it okay? Are you okay?”
I huff and nod my head. “Are you fucking kidding me? I think I just blew my brains out through my dick, and you ask me if it was okay?” I sigh and reach for his neck, pulling him down until his face hovers over mine. Mike’s eyes are so full of emotion, and I love how he wanted it to be so good for me. I give him a quick kiss and murmur against his lips, “You were amazing, babe. You fucked me perfectly.” I press my hand against his beating heart. “But I knew you would because it’syou.”
God, the amount of love I have for this man… I have no words.
“The question is, how doyoufeel about it?” I ask him.
“Den… Fuck, I want so much more. I never thought sex could feel like this. The fucking want and need… God, it was more than I ever expected. Not just the sex, but because it’s you… the same way you feel about it. It makes it fucking everything. It drives me crazy. Even when we’re not together, it’s all I think about.Youare all I think about. I want you inside me, too, to feel what you felt tonight. So much.”
Mike sits up, presses a quick kiss to my lips before he removes the condom, ties it off, and tosses it into a corner to throw away later. Then he grabs the wipes and cleans off my sticky cum that’s now stuck to both of us. After tossing the used wipes with the condom, he falls onto his side next to me and pulls me close, facing him. I run my fingers through his sweaty hair, combing back his bangs. Then I lean forward and kiss himagain, still hardly believing Mike’s all mine now. No more pining. No more wishing. No more fantasizing. Okay, maybe a lot more fantasizing, because holy fuck, Mike was inside me a minute ago.
“Let’s see if we can catch some shooting stars,” I say.
“Yeah, sounds good.”
We both pull on our shorts, leaving our shirts off, and Mike grabs the extra blanket he brought as we climb out of the tent. I’m instantly hit with cold air after the stifling humidity inside.
“Let me get the fire going,” he says after seeing me shiver.
I nod and wrap the blanket around me as Mike lights kindling under the logs, which we’d already set up.
