Oh, Jesus Christ.
Corbin felt horrible.
He knew that pain. He knew how much it sucked to have someone shove a dick into you when you weren’t ready.
“I’m sorry,” he said, as he tried to move out of him. Only, Alex locked his legs around his waist.
“Please don’t leave me,” he whispered. “Not now.”
At his words, Corbin stayed above him.
He gave him a minute to adjust to the way he felt in him. The whole time, he stared down into the man’s face, and saw that one tear slip from the corner of his eye.
Instinctually, Corbin brushed it away with his thumb, wanting to soothe the man.
“You should have told me. I would have done this completely differently.”
Yeah, he wouldn’t have done it.
Because now, not only had he used his body, selfishly, Alex would always remember that he’d been the first, and a douchebag at that.
“It’s okay. I’m accustomed to pain.”
That hung there.
And Corbin hated it.
“Alex.”
He shook his head.
“It changes nothing,” he said back, giving Corbin the same shitty words he’d handed him.
And that hurt.
Corbin knew it changed everything. You never forgot that first moment, and instead of making it beautiful, Corbin had made it painful.
When Alex nodded, he knew he was ready. Slowly, Corbin began moving.
The condom was lubricated, so there was that.
As he continued moving, the tension in Alex was gone. Instead, he blossomed and opened for him.
The whole time, Corbin stayed above him, and tried to make amends for what he’d just roughly taken.
He took his ass, but he gave him pleasure.
He gave him part of himself, so when he did think back to this moment, he’d know that it had been special.
Corbin knew he was close, because his ass told the tale. He was tense, and tightening down on him.
“I’m going to cum,” Alex whispered, his body crisscrossed with goosebumps, and so much indescribable pleasure.
This felt…different.
It changed him.
“Cum for me,” Corbin whispered, as he held on, fighting to give him one more after this because Alex deserved that. His only sin was he deserved more than Corbin could give him.
