“Precisely.” Hesitating a bit, his hand on that cool ass, he stroked that globe. He had a great ass, mouth-watering. Pushing his fingers in his crack, he smeared the gel down to the base of his balls, up, pushing in slowly. Circling a finger first, teasing. Pushing a second one in. Watching his brows knit, that soft moan. “All good?”
“Just fuck me…”
Duncan lay on his back, holding his weight up as he pushed two fingers in to the knuckle. Spencer arched against him, but Duncan’s chest was in the way.
“Sshhh… take it…” Licking his shoulder blades, his neck, he fucked him with his fingers, stretching him as he moved them around.
Spencer’s hands clenched in the sheets, floating on that pressure, Duncan’s fingers brushing that spot sometimes he had sort of felt with Brad. Not much. Vaguely that it was there. But there was no real pain now, even if he had tensed under his touch, he wanted him so much, he had started trembling.
“Please…”
Duncan smirked and pulled his fingers out, wiping them in the sheets. Taking his cock, he pushed the head in, letting Spencer adjust. But Spencer arched his back, letting him slip in. That tight warmth enveloped around Duncan and he moaned softly as he sunk on Spencer’s shivering back.
Out of this world as he got stretched apart… that pressure blended with that small pain which had ridden away on beingfilled up to the hilt. Spencer’s hands clenched on Duncan’s forearms, and he bit his hand softly.
“Ouch… you fuck…” Duncan waited for him to adjust, then pulled back a bit, and flexed his hips back. One long stroke. Rolling his hips against is ass to go even deeper.Little shit…That hate still lingering, that anger that he could hardly hold back. Being inside of him, surreal… like a dream. Rolling his hips, he just fucked him, readjusting Spencer’s hips and ass so he could slide on that spot.
Spencer’s eyes flew wide open. “Oh… God… Fuck…”
Duncan just fucked him, pushing his thigh against Spencer’s to go deeper.
It felt unreal… those hard thighs against his, buried under his weight, his warm body, that hard cock gliding in and out of him. Brushing that spot, over and over again. Spencer’s teeth wedged into Duncan’s hand as he clung to his wrists, mewling. Tasting his skin, his saliva had flooded his mouth. No idea how he could feel this way… how he could hold when every stroke sent sparkles down his spine, his balls tightening.
Duncan pulled his hand out of Spencer’s mouth, but pushed his thumb in that slack mouth. Feeling him suck, it sent a shockwave down his spine, a flood of warmth to his cock buried in that tight ass.So fucking tight…Almost coming right there when Spencer’s tongue glided under his thumb.
His taste laced with salt… Spencer couldn’t get enough, floating. Clenching when he thought he could not bear it anymore and come right there.
Feeling his smile on his lips as Duncan nibbled his neck. “Oh no… not yet…”
Feeling him pull out, Spencer felt cold and empty, whimpering when his thumb went too.
Duncan flipped that limp body over, pulling him close, Spencer’s thighs over his thighs as he knelt there. Stroking thoselean thighs, watching that hard cock paint his abs with pre-cum. “Close?”
Spencer’s eyes flashed. “Bastard…”
“Hateful little shit… but you will come.”
Spencer smirked, his lips wet. “Try me…” Eyes wide when Duncan just pushed in and pulled him on his cock. Head thrown back. “Ah!”
“Not so smart now, are you?” Rocking him, he held Spencer tight, pushing his hands under his knees, he pushed his legs apart, pushed his knees up.
Drinking in his sight, his hair sprawled around him, thrashing on the pillows. Moaning, heaving. He was still stunning, still so fuckable, it seemed a dream. He also felt too damn good… But Duncan held back, reaching down to that cock bouncing on Spencer’s abs, taking it. Stroking it to the rhythm of his thrusts, watching him arch his back.
But he was trapped, and Duncan just fucked him, jerked him off until he felt him tighten around his cock. Until his back arched and Spencer came, hard, shooting ropes of cum all over his chest. It splattered on his neck and face, his lips as he was heaving, moaning, tears too, sliding down with all that cum. That sight made Duncan lose it, coming inside of him, in that hot hell that his ass was. Burning. Filling him, watching him cry, he let that limp cock go, and leant on him, staying inside, rocking him softly as he kissed his tears away, licking the cum off his neck.Mhm… so good…his taste was insane… Licking his lips, his eyelids, his cheeks, stroking, wiping his tears off laced with cum. Heaving too, blended together in that burning sweat.
Spencer opened his eyes, that cool draft on his soaked skin, drenched in their scent, the smell of sweat and cum, that strong smell of their fucking pervading the room. Something he had never known.
Duncan smiled down at him. “Had a good time?”
“You’re a decent fuck.”
Duncan punched his chest softly, spreading it into a caress. “This deserves another round…”
Spencer’s eyes widened a bit. “Oh… I’m not sure…”
“You came here to fuck? We just got started.”
Spencer grabbed his hair, tugging a bit. “Really? You think I can’t hold… watch me.” Burning with wrath, with that insane lust.
