Page 91 of Running Back to You


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“Yes.” Colton dropped onto his back on the bed with a determined look. “I want you to fuck me.”

Dean quivered with anticipation as he eyed the gorgeous, muscled man below him.

Fuck. Yes!

He stroked Colton’s hair, then ran the pad of his thumb across Colton’s lips.

He stuck a finger in his mouth, coating it with spit, and gently ran his finger along the crease of Colton’s ass. “Okay, let’s take this slowly.”

Dean lifted Colton’s legs. With his hands behind his knees, he pushed Colton’s legs toward his shoulders, rolling his hips high off the bed. Dean wedged his knees underneath Colton’s lower back and squeezed each cheek with his hands. “I think you’ll really like this.”

Dean winked and spread Colton’s ass cheeks.

He swallowed hard with a little gasp as he exposed his pretty pink hole. “That is a fucking beautiful sight.” He leaned forward, licking across Colton’s hole up to his balls.

Colton’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. “Holy shit!

“You like it?”

“Oh, fuck yes!" Colton gasped as Dean’s licks became deeper, longer, and wetter. “Damn! That feels fantastic! You can do that all damn day!” he moaned breathlessly.

He lubed Colton up with his tongue, gently flicking, stabbing, and pressing through his flesh, preparing him for his first time with a man.

Dean grabbed the bottle of lube, which had been a permanent fixture on the side table for the last few days. He slicked boththeir cocks with the lube and then lubed his fingers before teasing around Colton’s hole, coating it, then slowly pressing inside.

Colton moaned as the finger slid deep inside him, slowly gliding in and out.

“You okay?” Dean asked.

Colton nodded. “Yeah. It felt awkward at first, but I’m starting to like it…a lot.”

Dean skimmed a finger from his opposite hand to Colton’s mouth, gently caressing his lips and sliding into his mouth. Colton sucked on it with a gentle moan.

Dean added another finger, stretching him a little wider.

Colton’s breathing became staggered and heavy.

“You still ok baby?”

Colton nodded, so Dean added a third finger, moving more slowly when his breathing hitched even more.

He groaned and gripped a handful of Dean’s hair, babbling and whimpering into his ear.

“Okay, I think you’re ready for the real thing.” Dean rubbed his ass, spreading his cheeks apart.

Colton nodded with a nervous smile.

“At first, it may be uncomfortable, and it will take some getting used to. You tell me to stop if you don’t like it.”

Colton nodded and Dean slowly drove his hips forward until the tip of his cock was pressing against his hole. When he slowly pushed through, Colton gasped and arched his back, grabbing a handful of bed sheet.

“You okay? Need me to stop?” Dean stopped after the first inch to let Colton relax.

“No, keep going,” Colton reassured him with an intent stare. “It’s big and it hurt a little at first, but give it all to me. I’m no fucking quitter.”

Dean smiled and slowly moved deeper until they were fully connected, as one. Colton exhaled with a gentle moan and Dean stilled once he was fully inside, letting Colton acclimate.

“Wow,” Colton whispered.