“You’re going to fuck me now,” Ethan said assertively, “but you’re going to keep lying still. If you move, I’ll get up. Understand?”
I love seeing him owning his fantasies.“Yes, sir.”
Ethan must have prepared in advance since he managed to lower himself on Anthony’s cock with relative ease. He had only topped Ethan twice so far, and the experience still felt fresh and enticing.
Ethan began to slowly move up and down, snuggling tightly around Anthony’s throbbing erection. Staying still had sounded simple in theory, but Anthony quickly struggled. Not touching Ethan at those erotic moments felt cruel, but he had given his word. The only part he failed to control was his toes, which curled and stretched with every fresh thrust.
“I want to hear you,” Ethan said and gave a flick to one of the nipple’s clothespins.
Anthony let out a long moan of pleasure, and Ethan responded by lowering himself further until there was nothing more to fill.
“I love doing this,” Anthony said quietly, his thoughts floating peacefully with the soft rain tapping against the window. They were in a private little bubble, and Anthony never felt safer.
“You love doing what? Be specific.”
He cleared his throat. “I love fucking you when you control the rhythm.”
“And?”
“I love the pain in my nipples. It feels so good.”
Ethan moved faster, his precum dripping on Anthony’s stomach. “Keep talking. Don’t hold back.”
Anthony didn’t think he could even if he wanted to, a twister running from his brain to his mouth. “I want... I want you to tie me down next time. I want... huh, I want you to fuck me like that.”
Ethan swayed his hips in a circle. “Yeah? You love being tied down?”
It was almost impossible to concentrate with stars exploding behind his eyelids. “Yes, but with ropes, not handcuffs. And I’d love… I’d love to lick your whole body, and for you to lick mine. And I’d love for you to talk dirty to me, and... fuck, I love... I love you.”
Ethan stopped moving.
With his heart racing, Anthony realized what had just slipped out of his reckless mouth. They both became completely still.
Should I apologize?
Ethan leaned forward and placed his hands on both sides of Anthony’s head, watching him from above. Those damn shadows made reading the look on his face impossible.
“I think I may have heard you say that you love me.”
There were no words left in his inner dictionary, sohe remained silent.
“I loved you as a friend for many years,” Ethan said quietly. “I think I fell in love with you on Fire Island. When I didn’t know if you were safe, it was… horrible.” He let out a breath. “What about you?”
Anthony gathered his thoughts, his brain catching up with the significance of this moment. “I don’t know exactly when it happened. Maybe one morning when I woke up and watched you sleep.”
Ethan smiled through the shadows. “Let’s go to my parents this weekend. I want to tell them about me—about us. Are you up for it?”
“I am if you are, sir.”
“No more sir tonight.”
“Okay, Ethan.”
“Let me get these out of the way.” Once all the remaining clothespins were removed, Ethan leaned down to find Anthony’s willing mouth. They kissed slowly and intensively until Anthony could no longer fight the growing pressure at the base of his cock. He ejaculated inside Ethan with a choked cry, holding him firmly above him. Ethan got his release moments later, shooting all over Anthony’s stomach and chest.
Panting, they lay facing each other.
“I thought you’d want to be on top,” Anthony said, his heartbeat slowing down. He could still feel echoes of the clothespins across his skin.
