Fuck, how the hell had I gone a whole ten days without this? And I must have been out of my fucking mind to think that just one time with Brennan would be enough.
But as desperate as I was, Brennan was worse off, because he began tearing at my belt and I allowed him to pull his mouth from mine so he could see what he was doing. But for the life of me, Icouldn’t stop touching or kissing him so I pressed my mouth against his temple, his cheek, his throat, his racing pulse…
“Help me,” Brennan whispered against my mouth as he pressed a kiss against it and I realized his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn’t get my belt free. I knew I could have just gotten him off again like I had last time, but I was pretty much in the same boat as him and it was only sheer force of will that made it possible for me to concentrate long enough to get my belt free and my pants open. The second the zipper was lowered, Brennan pushed my hand away and shoved his fingers into my underwear. I slammed my mouth down on his as he began jerking me off and then I began tearing at his clothes.
“I can’t wait,” I snapped after I managed to get his pants open. Luckily he was wearing a T-shirt so it was easy to get rid of, but as beautiful as his chest was, I had no interest in exploring. I spun Brennan around and forced him backwards until he hit the back of the couch and then I maneuvered him until he was standing just in front of the armrest. He still had a hold of my cock, but was forced to release me when I turned him around, shoved his pants and underwear down and pushed him face down over the arm rest. The position had his ass high in the air while his upper body was flush with the couch cushions. I fumbled for the condom and lube I’d been smart enough to stick in my pocket before Brennan’s arrival. Despite my clumsy fingers, I managed to get the condom rolled down my painfully hard length, but I had to force my eyes away from Brennan’s exposed hole to actually do it.
I smeared some lube over his hole and along my latex-covered shaft and then guided my cock to his opening. He was breathing hard and I hesitated when I realized I hadn’t prepped him and this was only his second time taking another man inside of him.
Unless he’d been with someone else in the last ten days.
I cursed the voice of doubt that crept in on me out of nowhere. Brennan either sensed my hesitation or he was too impatient to wait, because he pressed his ass back against the head of my cock and just the feeling of his opening brushing my dick was enough to have me pushing forward. I forced myself to go slow since I’d failedto stretch his tight body ahead of time, but Brennan’s desperation was apparent because he kept forcing more of me into him. I bottomed out inside of him, but gave him no chance to adjust as I pulled out and shoved back into him. Brennan hissed, but not with pain. His hands were fisted on the couch cushions as I began thrusting into him and they flexed every time I slid forward.
“So fucking tight,” I said harshly as I dug my fingers into his hips. I looked down to watch my cock push into him, but it wasn’t quite enough so I pulled out of him, reached down to yank the rest of his clothes off and then lifted his right leg so his knee was against the arm rest, opening his ass so I could watch his hole pulse in anticipation. I guided my cock back into him and kept my thrusts slow and even as I watched his body accept my invasion. I gave him several more thrusts before I pulled out and studied his open hole in fascination.
Brennan was breathing hard, but he didn’t protest the way I was playing with him. In fact, he was watching me over his shoulder, his pretty lips parted and his emerald eyes bright with need. I kept my eyes on him as I shoved back into him and he groaned, but didn’t close his eyes. I hit him with another deep thrust and he grunted. Then he began nodding slightly…asking for more. I gave it to him and I enjoyed every second of watching him get lost in the pleasure my body was giving his. I’d never had a lover as open and expressive as this young man who was giving himself to me completely.
As good as I felt in that moment, it wasn’t quite enough and I knew why.
Because I needed it to be like the first time. Skin against skin, lips seeking, tasting…it just wasn’t enough to fuck Brennan. I needed to…
What?
Make love to him?
No – making love was for people who cared about each other. Who knew something about each other besides the bare basics needed to make a connection.
I ignored the little voice that tried to interrupt my thoughts and I reached down to pull Brennan upright. I wasn’t going to overthinkthis. I was going to fuck Brennan as long and as hard as I could. Then I’d send him on his way and the next time I began craving his touch, I’d find some random hook-up who looked like him, who smelled like him, but who didn’t fill my thoughts during every waking hour or invade my dreams at night.
The second Brennan straightened, he reached up to wrap his arm around my neck so he could pull my mouth to his for a kiss. Lust unfurled inside of my belly as he fucked my mouth just like I was fucking his body. I slammed into him several times as I curled my arms around his body, but he caught me off guard when he suddenly began tightening his inner muscles every time I slid out of him.
“Jesus,” I snarled as the friction and pressure intensified tenfold and I began slinging into him with no finesse and no control. His back was pressed to my front and with my arms wrapped around him like they were, there was no space between our bodies and I realized I’d gotten exactly what I’d wanted. Itwasmore than just fucking in that moment.
I felt Brennan’s fingers digging into my forearm where I was holding him, but he hadn’t moved his other arm from my neck. He’d stopped kissing me because he was grunting too much to actually keep his lips against mine and I heard whimpers start to bubble up from his throat as he clung to me. I dropped one of my hands to grip his cock and began jerking him off with heavy drags, the copious amount of pre-cum dripping from his dick acting as natural lubricant.
“Memphis!” he cried out as he bucked his hips forward and then slammed them back to meet my forward thrusts. He kept saying my name over and over, pleading with me, so I shifted my hips just a little and hit his prostate on my next pass. And just like that he exploded in my hand, his hot cum slipping over my fingers. His keening cry of relief was my undoing and I ignored the fact that my hand was covered in cum and wrapped my arm back around his waist and held him in place, rutting into him as my orgasm tore through me. I buried my face against his neck as my hips rolleduncontrollably against his, driving me deeper and deeper until my release finally filled the condom.
I didn’t move for the longest time and actually wouldn’t have except that I felt a gentle tug on my hair. I lifted my head and was immediately met with a deep, searching kiss. I kissed Brennan back and swallowed his groan when my cock slipped from his body. He turned in my arms and kissed me like we’d been doing it for a lifetime. I had no idea how long we stood there for as we came down from our high, but it wasn’t until our breathing had returned to normal that Brennan released my mouth and pressed his forehead to mine.
“Do you want me to go?” he asked timidly.
Yes.
“No,” I whispered and then I kissed him. I had no idea what the fuck I was doing but I did know I wasn’t done with him yet. I just needed him one more time and then I’d be able to get him out of my system. Just once more.
Liar.
Once more wasn’t enough.Twice just made me hungry for the third time. And since I’d known how sore Brennan’s body had to have been from the three times I’d fucked him since he’d walked into the hotel room, the last time I didn’t even penetrate his body. Hell, I’d barely even waited for him to wake up before I’d pulled his sleeping form close to me so that his back had been pressed to my front and had settled my cock between his crease so that his ass cheeks had cradled my shaft. He’d woken up around the third or fourth pass of my dick sliding through the tunnel his tight globes had formed and had reached behind him to rest his hand on my thigh as I’d rolled my hips against him. I’d kissed him non-stop as I’d jerked him off but I’d actually come before him. The second his cock had finished pulsing in my hand, I’d turned him on his belly and split his cheeks open so I could watch my cum slide over his perfect pink hole. And then I’ddone something I’d never in my life even considered doing. I’d leaned down and licked the entire length of his crease, collecting my essence as I went and then I’d rolled him onto his back and shared it with him. He’d eagerly licked every last drop off my tongue and lips and then he’d kissed me softly until his eyes had drifted shut. I’d held him only long enough till I was sure he was sleeping before I’d gotten out of bed.
As exhausted as I’d been, I’d absolutely refused to break my rule of never sleeping with a guy. It wasn’t usually a problem since I never took a guy back to my place and while the hotel wasn’t actually my place, the fact was that I’d invited Brennan tomyroom instead of meeting him on neutral ground.
After leaving the bed, I’d taken a shower to get cleaned up, but I hadn’t lingered since all being in there had done was remind me of showering with Brennan after I’d fucked him in the living room. We hadn’t actually fucked in the shower or even gotten each other off, but it probably would have been better if we had.
No, it had been worse than that.
Much worse.
Because before I could even consider what it meant, Brennan had started washing me. And not even with a fucking washcloth. Nope, just his hands and some body wash and I’d been completely fucked. I hadn’t even thought to return the favor because the second he’d started to wash himself, I’d been lost and I’d just watched the soap and water skirt over every part of his perfect body. When he’d finished, he’d leaned up to kiss me and then he’d pressed himself against my chest and I’d just held him.
