“Sounds like you want to use another part of your body.”
“Only if you’re ready.”
“You won’t get me more ready than this.”
Since I’m already naked, I prop myself on my knees and position myself between his bent legs. His cock rests on his stomach, wet from my spit. I raise his legs to get a better angle, then I spit on my cock and press it against his entrance. He gasps as I slide my crown inside.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.”
I carefully slip more of myself into him, halting when he tightens his muscles, then resume until I’m all the way inside. His chest goes up and down as he focuses on his breathing.
“Guess where I am.”
He laughs, and I feel the vibration in my cock. I lean down to kiss his chest, climbing higher until I find his lips.
“That’s… not horrible,” he breathes.
I pull back until I’m almost out, then push back in. He grips my arms, letting out the most beautiful sounds. His nipples are hard from the cold, pointing at me like an invitation. I close my lips around one and suck hard, adding a bit of teeth like I know he likes. With his cock caged between my stomach and his, Ifeel a puddle of his precum sticking our skin together. I fuck him harder, slipping in and out with no resistance, losing myself to the rhythm and to the wonderful warmth inside him. I don’t know how long I can keep going without exploding, so I ask him to get on all fours.
His ass looks glorious in this position; a perfect continuation of his strong thighs. I dare to spank him, and he chuckles. “Didn’t feel it.”
I spank harder, leaving a red mark on his pale ass. He nods. “Better.”
I don’t have much spit left in my mouth, but I use what I can to wet my cock before sliding back inside. I feel a slight resistance, but he’s good at relaxing his muscles. I hold his hips and find my rhythm, sliding my hands across his broad back, then reaching down to grab his cock. When I rub my thumb around his crown, he squirms and tightens his muscles around my cock.
“I’m close,” he pants as he rocks his hips back and forth to get more friction.
I let go of his cock. “Stroke yourself.”
He remains steady with one hand on the blanket and the other one around his cock. I steady myself and fuck him as hard as I can, digging my fingers into his hips.
“Finn, I’m… fuck, I’m so close.”
“Me too. Can we take a break and talk? I have a lot to say.”
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?”
I laugh. “Come for me.”
His muscles tighten around me until it almost hurts. When I hear his groans of climax, I can’t hold it any longer. Bright stars fill my vision as I come inside him.
The second I pull out, Caden crashes onto the blanket, breathing heavily. I lie on top of him, my cheek resting on his nape.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“I’m digesting.”
“That it really happened?”
“That it was so good. You’re a natural.”
I don’t know if I am, but I loved every second of it. I move to lie with my stomach on the blanket, facing him. We don’t speak for a while, just watch each other as our breathing slows down.
“Do you see now?” he asks.
“See what?”
