All I could do was nod, my insides heating.
By the time he put the third finger in, my muscles were relaxed, but the rest of me was on fire, and I was so ready for his cock. As if he understood, he finally removed his digits and lined up his hard-on with my hole, fingers gripping tightly at my hips.
I held my breath, but he patted my abs.
“Exhale,” he ordered, and I did so immediately. The urge to follow every command overwhelmed me. When he finally thrust inside my ass, it was too slow, though also the right speed. He spread my hole, and I gasped, unsure why I was shocked at his thickness forcing me apart.
He held me down as he slid in until he was balls deep. The sensations were all new and completely different from a dildo. He wasrealand his weight on top of me wasn’t fictional. There was a gorgeous man inside me, above me, and all my dreams since coming to terms with the fact that I was gay had come true.
Yukio was exactly who I needed.
“Hold on.” He winked and sat back on his knees. Hooking my legs on his shoulders, he gripped my thighs tightly and began to thrust. The first deep shove inside ignited another fiery feeling within my balls, and the second doubled the sensation.
He leaned down to smash his mouth against mine, and we kissed passionately, our tongues warring. His thrusts began slow, but then increased, and when he hit my prostate, the world detonated in fireworks behind my closed eyes. My chest squeezed and I gasped, rolling my hips back to meet every lunge forward.
If I died right now, I would go to the Elysian Plain, somewhere perfect and happy and everlasting. Everything felt overwhelming and fresh and not anything like I was used to. Yukio was amazing.
I grabbed my cock and stroked it in time with his thrusts. Throwing my head back, I whimpered and moaned and made other sounds I didn’t dare to examine. I’d never felt so great in my life. At some point, I thought he was kissing my throat again, but I wasn’t sure because I was caught up in the sensations of him inside me, striking my prostate so precisely that I wondered if there was an arrow pointing to it.
A few more strokes of his cock in my ass was all it took. I stiffened and moaned, my orgasm ripping through me. My cock jerked and cum painted our abs with the proof of how much I enjoyed every second of this.
“Fuck, Micah. Fuck. Yes. You’re so tight.” He threw his head back, the ink on his neck stretching with his chin raised, and he faltered while bucking roughly against me. He trembled and cursed some more, and for a silly moment, I wished I could feel the heat of his load deep inside me. But I didn’t know him well enough yet.
He collapsed on top of me, and I wrapped my arms around him, kissing his damp forehead. The scent of cherries and musk filled my nose, and I inhaled the sweetly masculine aroma. I didn’t know how long he laid there before I began to wriggle in discomfort. I hated that I wanted him to move, but the overwhelming sense of claustrophobia had begun to creep in on me.
Almost immediately, he startled and rose, and his cock slipping from my hole caused us both to hiss. He laid a sweet kiss on my mouth. “Are you okay?”
I nodded, flushing. “Just... uncomfortable.”
He ripped the condom off and tied the end before throwing it in the garbage can beside the nightstand. “Sorry, Hanii. Come on, let’s shower.”
I smiled and let him help me slide out of the bed.
“Did you enjoy it?” he teased.
The heat in my cheeks turned scorching. “Can we do it again in the shower?”
His loud laughter had me grinning. He grabbed the condoms from the nightstand and tapped the tip of my nose with them. “Definitely.”
11
YUKIO
Coach’s whistlenearly split my eardrums, and I swiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand. The noise echoed around the court.
“These are shuttle runs, not lazily meandering from place to place!” He glared at everyone, and I groaned. He wasn’t wrong. I was slow today, probably because I’d done Micah about ten times between yesterday and fifteen minutes before I left for practice this morning. He was so amazing, and I loved the way he stared at me like I was the entire world as I slid into his body. His ass was made for my dick, and he held me like he never wanted to let go.
He was just so honest about what he wanted. There was no pretending to be cool or bullshitting that he wasn’t sure he would want to do it again. He was the change I hadn’t realized I’d been searching for, and I fucking loved every second of being with him. We probably shouldn’t mesh the way we did, but he ticked all my boxes, and I hoped he felt the same way about me. I grinned, but then Coach stomped over to stand directly in front of me.
“Yukio. You are slow as fuck today. Move your ass!”
“Yes, sir!” I saluted and ran toward the sideline behind the basket as he blew the whistle, and everyone else started doing shuttle runs again. We’d been doing this twice as long as usual, and he knew everyone hated it, so he must be pissed off. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face, though. This morning, when I’d been inside Micah, I’d finally moved my hips just right and figured out where I needed to nail his prostate to turn him into a screaming mess.Fuck,I was going to do it as often as possible.
Turning to run back toward the centerline, I glanced up and groaned because it was too late to do anything. I bumped into Alexander, coming the opposite direction, because he was staring at his feet, and we both fell on our asses. The pain of landing on my butt was nothing compared to the tidal wave of irritation that smacked me.
I’d been avoiding Alexander for the last two weeks. I let out a long breath while he glared at me from his spot on the floor nearby. I liked Micah, and I’d been trying to get away from this, even though I’d started seeing him specifically to fuck with Alexander. I wasn’t so stupid that I didn’t realize I had to be done with all this fighting, or I was going to royally fuck things up with Micah.
I wanted Micah more than I wanted my revenge.
