Nervous laughter bubbles out of me. “I think I’ve worked this up so much in my head that I’m… kind of scared. What if I don’t like it? What if you don’t like it? What if I mess up? What if… what if it’s not as good as it should be?”
His smile is soft. “There isn’t one way to feel about sex and certainly not onecorrectway to feel. However you feel is completely right. We’ll work through it. And Hugo, youdon’t have to like sex.”
“But you like sex,” I say.
“I like being with you. And if you don’t like sex, then we’ll talkabout it and see where we go from here. I don’t want you to be scared of this. If we need to wait, that’s okay.”
“No, no. I want to. I’m just…”
“Scared. I know. Look at me.” I bring my eyes up to his. “Keep looking at me. Tell me how you feel. I need to know right away if you want me to stop. Or if you don’t like something. Okay?”
I take a breath and nod. Torin is the right person to do this with. I know that. I can feel it throughout my entire body. Not just the lust-driven parts, but every fear-filled corner of my head. “Yes.”
His lips meet mine as he reaches behind him again and takes the top of my dick, pressing it against his hole again. I stare into his pretty eyes and he stares back. I try not to pay strict attention to what my dick is doing, but try feel everything. His hand at the base of my head, fingers in my hair. His hot breath puffing against my lips. The heat of his skin. The way his cock drips onto my stomach.
My cockhead breaches his body and my breath catches again. Oh. Okay. Then I’m inside a little further and can’t breathe. Torin’s hand stops guiding me as he slowly takes me deeper and deeper. I feel like I’m being strangled. I’m not sure if it’s my cock being strangled or my throat. Either way, I can’t take a proper breath.
“So tight,” I grunt, a shiver racing down my back.
“You’re huge,” he says, a breathless smile on his pretty lips.
Deeper. Deeper. I’m struggling to sit still now. My entire body is a live wire. My head spins. He stops moving and I’m about to ask if he’s okay when I look down and see that his pretty little ass is sitting on my lap. With me buried to the root in his tiny ass.
“Oh, god,” I murmur. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m not holding onto my dick anymore. My arm is curled around his leg, keeping him at an odd angle, but I can’t convince my muscles to let him go.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Me? I think you have something far too big in your ass.”
Torin grins. It’s happy and maybe a little drunk looking. “Ready?”
I nod. He rises almost entirely off my cock and slides back down. Every damn nerve in my body jumps. “I’m going to come,” I warn him. It’s too damn soon. I know that. But I’mnotprepared for how this feels.
“Not yet, Hugo. Wait a minute. I need to ride you.”
I groan as he takes the journey again. All the way up and all the way down. Over and over. He gets a little faster, but never harder. Which is good. I think I’d lose my mind.
After several minutes, he stops. Panting. “Your turn. Take me.”
I’m moving on instinct now, rolling us so he’s under me on the too small couch. One foot is on the floor, and I have one arm still under his leg, with the other curled under his head. I kiss him as I begin to move inside him. I try to keep the pace and rhythm he’d set, but he feels so damn good. So hot. So tight. I can feel every time his body tenses. How his ass contracts around my cock.
Our kisses are wet and sloppy. He pulls his mouth from mine, his moans loud as he grips my arm. “Like that, Hugo. Fuck. I’m going to come. Don’t stop.”
I shake my head, staring at his face. If pleasure had a picture, it would be Torin’s face right now. I keep moving. Pushing deep into his body before pulling out as far as I dare. One of his hands drops to his dick and he jerks himself as I make myself at home in his sweet, sweet ass.
He comes, his body arching underneath me. My eyes roll when his ass squeezes my cock. I drop my face into his neck as pleasure sweeps through me. His sounds are drugs to my soul, making me shake with need. His hold on my cock is fierce so my thrusts are far shallower now as I keep rocking inside him. Deeper. Deeper. I need to feel his orgasm everywhere.
“You can come now,” Torin says. His voice is so sexy. I whimper as I continue to move inside him.
My orgasm is the best one I’ve ever experienced. I feel it everywhere. It shivers through me, and makes me see stars.
I’m slightly curled in on Torin when I finally catch my breath, still slowly moving inside him. I mean to pull out, but my attention is locked on where my cock disappears inside his body. Pushing myself up a little to get a better angle, I’m transfixed as I watch.
Pulling myself out until just his gaping hole looks back at me, I slowly push back inside and watch as his body swallows me entirely. “That’s the hottest thing ever,” I pant.
“You’re still very hard,” he says.
Distractedly, I nod, still mesmerized by watching myself go in and out of him. “I’m sorry. I know I need to stop but I…”
