I position my cock at his entrance, the lube easing the way as the head of my dick pops past the rim.
I pause, panting. I can already feel the urge to come. I am not going to ruin this. I’m going to enjoy this and I’m going to make this amazing for Linc, too.
He pushes back, forcing my cock deeper into his ass.
“No topping from the bottom,” I tell him and smack his ass.
We both still. That’s not something we’ve ever done. We both have our reasons why.
“I’m sorry.”
He shakes his head. “It was hot, but let’s experiment with that another time.”
I nod, and he pushes back again.
“Damn it, Lincoln,” I curse, gripping his hips and plunging deep into him.
“Fuck,” he curses, his hips moving against the bed as I fuck his ass.
“No moving. No coming,” I remind him.
He grunts. “It feels so good. God damn, Ethan.”
I keep moving, then reach between his legs and cup his balls.
“You do that, and I’m going to come right now,” he warns. “Don’t hold back, E. Fuck me like you want to.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You would never,” he says with such trust, it hits my heart.
I pull his hips up higher and back toward me as I thrust forward, feeling the tingle at the base of my spine, working its way toward my balls.
“This is going to be much faster than I intended,” I warn.
“Come, baby,” Linc urges.
A few minutes later I’m blind with ecstasy, my cum shooting out in heavy, thick, waves, stealing my breath.
“Jesus,” Linc pants. “It was all I could do not to come right there.”
I’m panting, sweat dripping. I pull out and wipe him with the wet cloth. I go to the bathroom to wash up, and then it’s my turn to get on all fours. I do it with enthusiasm. I love when my guy loses control.
“You… you want me from behind, Ethan? I don’t want to…” he trails off.
“Yes. The nightmares can’t hurt me anymore. I married my daydream,” I tell him honestly.
“Ethan…” His voice is so husky.
“Now,” I plead.
He takes me the exact same way I took him, only as he gets close to his climax, he slows, wrapping his arms around me, covering my back, pulling my torso so I’m upright with him. We move together, his hand wrapping around my dick. I didn’t think I’d be able to come again so quickly, but feeling him everywhere, all over me, surrounding me, I’m so turned on I can barely contain myself.
“Harder, please,” I beg.
Linc obliges, thrusting harder, stroking my cock harder.
He speeds up when we both get close, deeper when we’re on the edge, and then we both let go. This orgasm more intense than the first, and I think it’s because of the intimacy, my giving him every part of me, without fear.
