“I’m ready.”
“You so are. I can see it.” He kissed Avery’s chest. “Look how perfect your skin is.” His words were full of something like awe. Avery always hated the way he went bright red whenever he was turned on, a beacon for everyone to see. The reaction had been especially bad as a teen trying to fly below the radar with his classmates.
Linc, though, flicking a thumb over one of Avery’s nipples and dragging his fingers through the wisps of his chest hair, touched him like he was special. Like the flush on his skin was something to be admired, not hidden. “Fuck, Red, look how perfect you—” He gasped as Avery positioned himself over Linc’s cock.
“I’m ready,” he said, staring directly into Linc’s eyes.
It took some time. He was tight, and Linc was a fistful for sure.
“That’s it. That’s it. You’re doing so good,” Linc purred in his ear, hands on his back and over his shoulders, moving all the time. “So good. You feel me? Feel me inside you?”
He did. Oh God, did he ever. The stretch was at the edge of pain. Taking Linc in, inch by inch, he felt invaded. Expanded. He didn’t know how he could take it all, but with every soft word and every slow minute, he slipped farther down and farther away from the buzz of thoughts in his head.
As Avery’s ass settled in the cradle of Linc’s hips, Linc groaned long and low, his cheek pressed against Avery’s chest. For a second, he thought Linc might have come already, and wouldn’t that suck? But then Linc sucked a nipple between his teeth and rocked his hips and oh. Oh, yeah. He was still there and ready to go.
Avery bit his lip at the drag of Linc’s dick on the tight ring of his ass.
“You good?” Linc asked.
Avery could only nod as he dropped back down, focusing on remembering to breathe while Linc filled him up again. The moment was good—better even—especially the little flashes of light whenever Linc grazed his prostate. He wanted more.
Linc’s hands settled on his hips. “Show me how you like it.”
Avery smiled and kissed him. “You don’t have to be a gentleman all the time.”
The response was a powerful thrust upward. Avery cried out as Linc held him in place. “Trust me. Next time, I’m in charge.”
Avery looked forward to that. But now, he set a pace. His dick bounced in front of him until Linc caught it and pumped in time with Avery’s rhythm.
“Yeah. More of that.” Avery ground his hips down, finding the angle he wanted.
“You do it. Make yourself come for me. I need to see it.” Linc put his hands behind his head, showing off the width of his chest. Avery grazed his fingernails over Linc’s nipples, toying with them the way Linc had done to him. Linc hissed, and Avery picked up the pace of his hips, pounding down as he stroked himself. His technique was messy and imperfect, but his prostate pulsed and his hand slid up and down, smoothing pre-come over his cock working in and out of his fist. The bedsprings creaked, and the headboard thumped against the wall. Linc chanted, “Yeah, yeah” over and over.
Sweat slicked down Avery’s spine as the orgasm built, tightening his balls. He squeezed around Linc’s cock.
“Are you close?”
“Uh-huh.”
Linc’s hands were back on his hips. Now he took control. “You’re doing so good. So good. Can you feel how hard I am inside you?”
“Yeah,” Avery whined. The pressure was building. No amount of tight squeezing or times tables was going to hold back this orgasm.
“Do you want me to come with you?”
“Yeah.” He planted a hand on Linc’s shoulder.
“You ready?”
“Mm.” He needed everything he had to keep words coming out of his mouth. His brain was following his sweat down his spine and was about to erupt from his balls.
Linc hit a stride Avery didn’t know was possible. He pulled Avery down so tight he had no range of motion, and every one of Linc’s thrusts hit his prostate until his vision fuzzed and the room went white while the orgasm tore out of him. Linc buried his face in Avery’s neck and held him close, pulsing in Avery’s ass.
Getting disentangled took a lot of work. Linc slipped out of bed to deal with the condom, and Avery wound up doing his mannequin impression after all, limbs splayed at odd angles, basically where he’d fallen.
“I have died,” he said when Linc returned. He flashed Avery a toothy grin, climbing up his body and flattening himself on top of him.
“Really?” Linc kissed him gently, with less hunger behind it.
