Edward couldn’t help but let out a whine of protest. His cock felt like it could snap off with how hard it was. The last thing he wanted to do was cum as soon as the guy got inside him, so he tried to focus on something else to get his cock to soften a bit, but the guy was playing him like a master. The only thing in his head right now was how much he wanted to beg for the guy’s cock.
A third finger joined the party, and the pleasure increased, but so did his frustration.
“I’m ready, please, please just fuck me.”
“I said I’ll tell you when you’re ready,” he replied, smacking him hard on the right cheek.
Edward could sense his cock dripping with precum. He’d never been spanked before, although he’d had a few slaps, but they were usually whilst he was being fucked. That slap had almost made him cum. When he felt a bite on his arse cheek, he yelped, and had to grip the base of his cock to stop himself from going over the edge.
“Like that, do you? You want me to mark that skin of yours whilst I fuck you into this mattress?”
“Please, I’ll do anything, just fuck me.” He’d never wanted something so badly.
“As you wish.”
He pulled his fingers out, and Edward felt empty. He heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper, and his body shivered in anticipation, or maybe because he was stark-bollock naked in the dark room of a basement club. Who cared? He was about to end a long dry spell.
“Give me your hand.”
“Why?” he asked, holding it out.
The guy gripped hold of it and moved it to his cock. Fuck, that thing was a beast. It wasn’t an online eight-incher; it was a genuine one. How did he get so lucky?
“Just showing you I’m suited up.”
Edward wasn’t sure what to say in response to such a considerate gesture. He was on PrEP, which he paid for privately, but there were still other things he could get. He mumbled a “thanks” and put his forehead back on the mattress, pushing his arse out. Edward felt the thick head of the guy’s cock at his entrance and couldn’t help but let out a moan.
“You ready?”
“Give it to me.”
Edward cried out as the guy entered him in one thrust. He hadn’t been expecting it, given how slow and consideratehe’d been just a moment ago, and now he knew why. To be fair, he had warned him, and now he was grateful for the frustratingly slow prep, because Edward already knew that “slow” wasn’t a word you’d associate with this guy when he was fucking you.
Edward wasn’t given a moment to adjust as the guy pulled almost all the way out and then slammed back into him again. After doing it a few more times, the pain subsided, and Edward felt his body relax more. The guy must have noticed, because he gripped Edward’s hips so hard he was sure there’d be marks there and then fucked him like a jackhammer. Every nerve in Edward’s body was tingling with pleasure as the guy showed him no mercy with how hard he fucked him. Edward could barely think, let alone speak. All he could do was focus on the pleasure of being completely owned in a way he had never been before. Every hair on his body was standing as waves of pleasure crashed over him. He could feel his eyes rolling back in his head, and couldn’t keep his mouth quiet as he moaned in pleasure.
“Yeah, look at you taking my cock like a little slut, your hole all stretched out for me. Do you want it harder?”
Edward could feel his orgasm already building, and wasn’t sure how the guy could go any harder. He wasn’t able to speak, so he just grunted. It must have worked because he sped up his pace. How was he going that hard? The guy was hammering his prostate like a battering ram, but Edward couldn’t touch himself or it’d be game over. In the twenty years he’d been having sex with men in secret, he’d never been fucked like this before. And as this was a one and done, he wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible, even if it ruined him for other men.
The talking stopped for a moment, and there was only the sound of skin slapping together and masculine grunts of pleasure from the twink top as Edward played his role of the babbling bottom to perfection. Had he been having sex wrongall these years? How could someone who was more than a decade younger than him be so talented at fucking? Just how many guys had he fucked to get this good? Edward felt his stomach swirl with jealousy at the thought of this guy fucking other men. What was that all about?
He shook off those weird thoughts and focussed on trying not to cum too quickly. He’d never cum untouched before, but if anyone could do it to him, it would be this guy. Edward’s body ached from the position he was holding, and he could feel his knees throbbing from being on them for so long. The guy had some impressive stamina on him, as he continued to plough into Edward.
“You take my cock so well. You fucking love it, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” Edward mumbled.
He stopped, his cock still inside Edward, who whined in protest.
“I want to hear you tell me how much you love my cock inside you.”
“I love how hard you’re fucking me with your big cock.”
“Do you love how stretched your hole is?” he asked, with a few slow thrusts. “Do you want me to fuck you nice and slow like this?”
“Please fuck me hard again. Use my hole and make me feel it for days.”
Edward wasn’t sure what his constituents would think if they could hear him now, but he didn’t have time to ponder that conundrum as the guy picked up the pace again, pounding him mercilessly. Edward wouldn’t just be feeling this for days; it would be weeks. His body started shaking from the pressure on his knees, but before he could say something, he felt a hand grip his cock and push him right to the edge. The twink bit him hard on the shoulder as his body stuttered, and Edward felt the guy’s cock swell inside him as he came. That was enough for Edward’s orgasm to slam intohim. He saw literal stars in his eyes as the most intense pleasure he’d ever felt coursed through his body.
