“Is that better?” he asks, and I finally tear my gaze away from his dick to smile at him.
“So much. Now come here, I want to kiss you again.” He smirks and leans over me to oblige. His lips on mine are just as heady as before. They’re so soft and full, and the way he controls the kiss, licking into my mouth, sucking my bottom lip between his after nipping it, is so hot. I don’t think I’ll ever get over the fact that I waited so long to kiss him. I’m so glad I get to do it now.
I get lost in the sensation of our kiss, which has quickly turned into a full-blown make-out session as we continue to explore each other’s mouths. Adrian is the first to break our connection. Pulling back, he rests on his knees between my bent legs.
“Okay, are you ready now?” I nod. I’m much more comfortable in this position as I pull my legs back, and he opens the condom he must’ve grabbed and placed on the bed next to us. He puts it on, adding more lube to both his dick and my hole before lining up with my entrance. At first, he just teases me, tapping against it, making no effort to actually push in.
“Adriaaaan,” I whine, and he chuckles.
“Alright, alright. Big inhale,” he instructs. On my exhale, he slowly advances until his tip is inside of me, pausing to allow me to adjust to the new sensation. His dick is a little wider than the biggest plug I have and definitely longer.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, Hudson,” he says breathlessly. “I can’t believe you’re letting me be the first man inside you.”
That makes me smile, and I relax even more. I love his praise, knowing that he seems to be enjoying this just as much as I am. I want this to be just as good for him as it already is for me. I don’t want him to just be the first man inside me, I want him to be the only one. But I don’t think now is the time for those sort of declarations, so I stick with encouraging him to continue. “You can go further. I’m doing fine.”
He nods, muttering, “Okay. Yeah, me too. So fine. Not freaking out about how unbelievable this is.” His reaction is everything. I never want this to end. Then he’s pushing in a bit further, stretching me with so much care that it makes me feel cherished, as though my comfort and pleasure are the most important thing in the world to him. He waits again before slowly pulling out, and then advancing even more. Every extra inch lights me up, pleasure building at the base of my spine as he continues to stretch me out and fill me up in a way I can’t even describe.
This might be a new experience for me, but nothing about it is awkward or uncomfortable. This feels like the natural progression of our relationship, like exactly what Adrian and I should have been doing this whole time.
Looking up at his blissed-out expression, I feel so connected to him in a way that I don’t remember with any of my previous partners, and I’m so grateful I get to experience this with another person. Maybe it’s different because he’s fucking me, or maybe it’s because he’s a man, but I think it’s just that we spent so long as friends, supporting and admiring each other without the motivation of a physical relationship. He’s been there for me through so much already, simply because he wanted to help. That level of friendship being added to this physical one only amplifies everything I’m feeling.
I’m so glad we finally got here.
He lets out another groan as he bottoms out inside of me. “Hudson, you feelso incredible. I still can’t believe you’ve been practicing with toys, hoping this might happen.”
He’s slowly pulling back and thrusting back into me as he talks. The pace is torturous, every shift of his hips has his cock dragging against my prostate sending me closer and closer to my climax. “This… is so… much better,” I get out between my ragged breaths.
I’m trying to hold back, not ready for this to end. All I can hope is that this is only the beginning for us, that we can do this again and again. Being with Adrian has been my fantasy for months, and now that I know what being with him is actually like, somehow so much better than I’d hoped, I never want to go back.
As he continues to fuck me, it’s clear Adrian not only has a nice dick but he also knows how to use it. He isn’t just pounding into me, chasing his own pleasure. Each roll of his hips has me making more desperate, uncontrollable sounds, and when Adrian moves his hand to my leaking cock, spreading the precum around the head to tease me, I blurt out, “Fucking-holy-mother-of-fuck!” My hips thrust up into his hand on instinct, seeking more friction. The movement throws off his rhythm, and he chuckles at my outburst, but the sensation of him inside me while also touching my dick has me seeing stars.
He grabs the lube, adding some to his hand.
“I think your cock is perfectly curved to rub against my prostate every time you grind into me like that. If you touch my dick while you do that, it’s over,” I warn him.
He smiles, and those fucking dimples that I’m obsessed with are on display, tugging at something in my chest. “Good, that’s kind of the point.”
“Well, are you close, too?”
He’s looking at me like he does his favorite triple chocolate fudge brownie, and the adoration mixed with longing has thatfeeling in my chest threatening to consume me before he pulls me back to the moment. “Hudson, I’ve been close this entire time.”
“Thank fuck,” I say on an exhale.
He resumes that perfect motion with his hips as he wraps his lubed hand around my dick, twisting up and down as he does, and I have no idea what noise I make, too overwhelmed with the euphoric feeling of my orgasm as I finally come all over my stomach and chest.
Adrian cries out a moment later, hand still working me through my release during his own. We both take a moment to catch our breath before he slowly pulls out of me and removes the condom.
I hate how empty I feel at the loss of him, but when he leans over to kiss me again, that sensation seems like more of a reminder of how great being together was, rather than the lonely one it had moments before.
I’m not ready when he pulls away, whispering, “I’ll be right back, don’t move.”
I don’t think I could even if I wanted to. My limbs feel boneless as I float on the cloud of Adrian’s bed.
Seriously, how is this so comfortable?
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