“Hmm, perhaps you’re right,” he says and leans down to kiss me. “Now, it’s time to fuck me. I’m a big baby, too, so go easy on me.”
“I can attest to that after your last cold.”
“Psh…”
Calvin climbs off me, gets on his hands and knees, and wiggles his ass. I smack it because I can’t help myself.
“Hey!”
“You love it.”
I head to my bathroom and find a couple of lube packets left in a drawer that I planned to toss. Now I don’t have to.
After I get into bed, I open a packet and pour the contents over his hole, then onto my hand. I also slather some over his cock.
“Hmm, maybe I should just have you stroke me off,” he says, his voice muffled in the covers with his face pressed into the bed.
“No way. You have me entirely intrigued now. I’m going to be in this ass.”
He looks behind himwith a huge smile and gleaming green eyes. “Baby… you said, ‘ass.’”
“I knew that’d make you happy, weirdo.”
“So happy.”
“Now shut up and let me work you open.”
And he surprisingly does when I shove a finger inside him. I’m not exactly large, so Calvin probably doesn’t need as much work to open him up as I usually do.
Once I get three fingers in him with ease and he’s comfortable, I pull them out, wipe my hands on my comforter, and sit up.
“How do you want to do this?” I ask him.
“That felt good, Tiger.” Calvin sits up, stretches, and yawns. “I wanna ride your cock. On your back.”
I fall into bed, and he straddles me again. “At least you’re hard already.”
“Already? Do you have any idea how sexy and hot it is to play with your ass?”
“Aww, you said ass again.”
“Ugh… Will you ride me now?”
“Touchy…”
“Pain in the patootie.”
He tugs on my dick a few times before he rises to his knees, hovers his hole over me, and slowly works me inside him. “This will take a moment. It’s been way too long.”
I lie there and let Calvin do all the work. I watch him wince a bit, close his eyes, open them again, and bite his bottom lip. Now his tongue is peeking out. All the while, I’m dying, feeling his tight heat surround my cock. For me, it’s been well over a decade since I’ve been inside a man. It’s overstimulating and a little overwhelming because I’m afraid Calvin won’t enjoy it. Then again, it’s good he wants to ride me like this, so he can work it however he likes, taking a lot of the guesswork out for me.
He’s fully seated, finally. His eyesare closed, hands resting on my stomach, while he slowly breathes in and out through his nose. “Give me a sec.”
I rest my hands on his thick thighs. “Take your time, Joker.”
Honestly, I’d like to get him moving, but we’re not going to rush this. My heart is racing and so full of love for this man who trusts me to do this. It feels like something he chose to do spontaneously, but knowing Calvin, he’s thought about it for a while, waiting for the right moment.
Soon, he starts rolling his hips and doing a gentle bounce. My hands roam over his skin before reaching for his cock. Now that he’s getting into it, I wrap my fingers around his oiled cock and stroke him in sync with his movements.
