“What?”
“I thought tops didn’t cry!”
Milo couldn’t help laughing. London Pride was something he could look forward to. It was only six months away, and it would give them a chance to know if this was right for them, although Milo already knew it was. Unfortunately, with the way the world was right now, Edward wouldn’t be able to just step out of the closet; it would be an explosion.
“Merry Christmas,” said Milo, as he slid inside Edward.
They’d switched to having sex missionary, and it wasn’t as frantic and animalistic as they’d had before. Milo knew this was what making love was, but neither of them had said those words. Was Milo there yet? He wasn’t sure, but he knew he’d never felt this way about anyone before. He thought he’d been in love once, but perhaps he hadn’t. It wasn’t something to unpack right now, though. His man was under him, and Milo needed to give him his first of many orgasms today. He leaned back on his heels, looking down at his cock disappearing inside Edward’s hole.
“Look at you taking my cock like a little slut.”
The fucking speed may have tempered, but the dirty talk had not.
“Milo, please . . .”
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me,hard.”
He went to pull out, but Edward used his heels on Milo’s arse to pull him forward.
“I still want to see you when you fuck me into this mattress.”
Milo smiled at him before pushing Edward’s legs backfurther. He wanted the right angle so he could get as deep as possible. He straightened his legs, so he was basically in a plank position– thank fuck for leg day– then he leaned forward and gave Edward a gentle kiss, before deepening it and fucking into him with slow, shallow strokes. Once he knew Edward was relaxed, Milo snapped his hips hard, going as deep as possible.
“Oh . . . fuck . . .”
Milo thrust in again, as Edward moaned louder, and when he knew he could take all of him, he sped up. Snapping his hips as fast as he could. He pounded into Edward’s tight heat whilst still tongue-fucking his mouth. It was sloppy, messy, and fucking hot.
He couldn’t help but look down again at his thick cock slamming in and out of Edward’s hole. It was his favourite sight.
“Oh . . . Milo . . . that’s it . . . right there . . . fuck . . . I need . . . I need . . .”
Milo doubled down, so he was fucking him like a battering ram. Like the sex you might see in a porn film, but there were genuine emotions involved. Edward opened his eyes, and their gazes locked. The look of pure happiness on his face made Milo feel overcome with emotion. He knew in that moment he’d do anything he could to bring that look to Edward’s face. There was no doubt now that he was in love with this man.
Wanting to stay in the moment, he kissed Edward again, keeping up his pace. Milo didn’t show him any mercy. This is what he’d asked for, and from the moans coming from his boyfriend, it was just what he needed. Whether he’d be able to take it again for a few days was another matter, but nothing mattered more right now than pushing Edward off the edge.
“I’m gonna . . . I’m gonna . . .”
“Cum for me, Eddie.”
Streaks of cum erupted from Edward’s untouched cock, spurting up as far as his nipples. The grip on Milo’s cock tightened, pushing him closer to his climax. He fucked Edward as hard as he could before leaning down and biting him on the shoulder. Edward cried out, which was enough for Milo to go over and fill the condom.
He slowed his pace as he rode his orgasm, milking every drop out of his cock. His heart was pounding, and his face was buried in Edward’s chest. He felt the man stroke his back gently, and found it soothing as he collapsed on top of Edward, his softening cock slipping out. He needed to get them cleaned up, but he wasn’t sure his legs were going to work for a while. How long had he held that plank position?
“Lie down,” said Edward.
“Just give me a second and I’ll get up.”
“Lie down. I’ll get us cleaned up.”
Milo wanted to protest. That was his job, but he was too knackered to argue. He slid off Edward, collapsing onto the bed, and felt the condom being pulled off. Would Edward be up for getting tested? Milo had never had unprotected sex in his life, but he wanted it with his boyfriend. The idea of filling him up with his cum, with nothing between them, made him feel primal. He couldn’t help but snort at the hetero caveman thought.
“What’s funny?” asked Edward.
Without opening his eyes, Milo knew Edward was smiling. The warm cloth on his cock and chest was soothing.
“I was just thinking like a caveman.”
