“Oh my god,” Brendan moaned. “Your mouth should be illegal.”
Trevor pressed his face against Brendan’s trembling thigh and laughed. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
When he lifted his head, he saw that Brendan’s face and chest were flushed red. He was biting at his bottom lip, worrying it between his teeth, blue eyes full of desire. Brendan was gorgeous, and all Trevor wanted was to see what he looked like when he came.
Trevor’s own cock was heavy between his legs. Trevor sat up, stroking himself with a dry hand. He didn’t feel like moving from between Brendan’s legs, and luckily he didn’t have to. Not having to hide his power was a breath of fresh air. Trevor telekinetically opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube. It spun through the air and landed directly into the palm of his free hand.
“That’s useful,” Brendan said a little breathlessly, stroking his own cock.
“Very,” Trevor said. He uncapped the lube and poured some into his other hand.
“I bet you could hold me against the wall with your telekinesis so you wouldn’t get tired when you fucked me.”
“You think I couldn’t hold you up on my own?”
Brendan waved a hand at him. “I’m just saying your telekinesis would make it easier. For you to fuck me. In case I wasn’t making myself clear.”
Trevor leaned over him and nipped at his mouth. “We can try it next time.”
Brendan smiled tentatively at him, eyes crinkling at the corner. “There’s going to be a next time?”
Trevor pushed a finger into Brendan’s hole and caught the startled gasp he let out with a kiss. “Unless you say no.”
“No! No, I mean, yes!” Brendan said, squirming beneath him. “Yes—oh!”
Trevor smirked and rubbed his finger against Brendan’s prostate again, enjoying the little noises falling from the other man’s mouth.
“Good. Because I kind of want to know what it’s like to wake up with you in the morning.”
Brendan made a frustrated sound in the back of his throat before surging up and kissing him. “Yeah. Me, too.”
Trevor pushed a second finger into him, stretching him with a slowness that made Brendan swear with a creativity that would make any Marine proud. Trevor tried to hold him down when Brendan got too squirmy, but when his hand wasn’t enough, he took a chance and resorted to his telekinesis. The second Brendan was forced into stillness against the bed, he gasped, pupils blowing wide with want. Trevor pushed a third finger into him, taking mental note of Brendan’s reactions to being effectively bound by his power.
“You like this?” Trevor asked. “Being held down? Tied down?”
Brendan licked his lips, swallowing audibly. “Yeah.”
“You don’t mind my power?”
Brendan huffed out a shaky laugh. “No. Didn’t mind it in the ER either.”
Trevor thrust all three fingers in and out of Brendan’s hole, the motion easy now that Brendan wasn’t moving. “Maybe on our third date I’ll fuck you like this.”
“You haven’t taken me on a first date yet.”
Trevor pulled his fingers free and reached for the lube to slick up his cock. “I promised you fajitas. I haven’t forgotten.”
He retracted his telekinesis, sliding his hands down Brendan’s thighs. He hooked his fingers around Brendan’s knees, lifting Brendan’s legs over his shoulders. Trevor spread his legs and took his cock in hand, guiding it to Brendan’s hole.
The first push inside made him groan, that tight ring of muscle gripping at his cock. He pushed past the initial resistance, putting his hand on Brendan’s stomach to keep him in place as Trevor slid all the way inside in one long push. Brendan cried out, gripping the sheets above his head in tight fingers, knuckles going white. He opened up so beautifully, letting Trevor sink inside like he belonged there.
Trevor groaned when he bottomed out, feeling Brendan shiver beneath his hands. Trevor pulled out just a little before thrusting back in with a shallow roll of his hips. Brendan arched into the next thrust, meeting Trevor halfway. Trevor dug his knees into the bed and thrust harder, holding onto Brendan with tight hands.
“You feel so fucking good,” Trevor grunted.
Brendan’s only answer was a moan that spurred Trevor on. He fucked Brendan with a single-minded intensity they both enjoyed, nearly bending the other man in half as Trevor worked him over. Brendan started to jack himself off, never looking away from Trevor’s eyes. His face was flushed, blond hair damp from their exertions, and he looked beautiful when he came with a cry.
Brendan shuddered around Trevor’s cock, clenching down as his hand lost its rhythm even if Trevor didn’t. He thrust harder, chasing the edge of orgasm until he fell over, coming with a shout. He ground his cock into Brendan in a few hard thrusts before stopping, panting for breath. Trevor shoved his sweaty hair out of his eyes before leaning down to kiss Brendan, long and slow, both of them breathing hard.
