“Mmhmm,” I hum, “just go slow, okay?” Belatedly, I realize I’m not sure if I’m supposed to be talking. Nathan said he would direct us, but he’s been quiet. Maybe I should have kept quiet, too.
“I’ll go slow for you,” Luke croons, steadily sliding his finger in and out of my body, massaging one cheek with his other hand. After a minute, he’s lining up his middle finger alongside the first and easing both in, gently twisting them and opening them to stretch me. I’m panting and writhing on the table now as he rocks his hips in time with the motion of his hand, his dick trailing precum along my taint with the movement. My brain hasgone completely offline, and it’s all sensation now. I love this part of sex. I love the initial tightness and the burn as my body stretches to accommodate another man inside of me.
When Luke curls his fingers and rubs against my prostate, my hips jolt as if I’ve been touched with a live wire, and I grip the edges of the table, holding on for dear life. “Please,” I gasp. “Can’t…wait to…have you inside me.”
His movements falter. I know he’s worried I’m not open enough, but I prepped myself in the shower this morning, and I can’t wait another minute to have Luke inside me. “Please,” I say again. “I’m ready. I’m so ready.”
He slowly withdraws his fingers, and I moan long and low at the loss. “Can you turn over for me?” he whispers, leaning over to place soft kisses across my shoulders. “Let me see you?”
Before he even has the chance to move out of the way, I’m scrambling onto my back, sliding down the table a few inches so that my jutting cock lines up with his. His eyes are fixed on the sight of us together, a look of wonder and desire written across his face. I don’t blame him. No one would look at either of us and think we’re huge or anything, but where I’m a bit longer than he is, his girth has mine beat. The slight curve of my own cock seems to slot perfectly against his, and it’s a beautiful, erotic sight. Taking us both in hand, I watch him as I stroke us together. No amount of porn I’ve seen of him over the years could have prepared me for the vision before me. The way his abs flex and his thick shaft twitches against me, Luke looks like a god among men. He’s panting and rolling his hips into me, completely absorbed in pleasure, when suddenly his gaze crashes into mine.
I’ve seen countless movies where time slows to a standstill, but I always thought it was just for dramatic effect. I’ve never experienced it in real life. But as his dark eyes connect with mine, the rest of the world seems to fade into obscurity. Nothingelse exists. Nothing else matters. The camera. Nathan. The idea that anyone else is ever going to see this. It’s just…Luke. The intensity of the moment would be jarring if I didn’t feel so in tune with every cell in my body. I’ve never felt more naked than I do beneath his hazy stare.
But I’ve also never felt more safe.
Luke reaches down and stills my hand. “Close,” he pants in explanation. “Need to be inside you.”
I nod, reaching down to pull my knees back, exposing myself completely to him as he slicks up his cock with more massage oil. Taking a deep breath, I drop my head back against the table, and then he’s lining himself up and pushing slowly inside of me. He’sthick,and the sensation steals my breath for a moment. His progress is excruciatingly slow, just like I asked, but the euphoria of having Luke inside me is unmatched. My ass is so deliciously full, and I don’t ever want this feeling to end.
When he’s finally fully seated, he gives me a moment to adjust to him before giving an experimental thrust. “Oh fuuuck yes,” I gasp. He’s sodeepat this angle, I swear I can feel him under my ribcage. “God, you feelso goodinside me. Keep going,pleasekeep going, ohmygod.”
Emboldened by my encouragement, he pulls all the way out before pushing into me again to the hilt, letting out a whimper in pleasure as his hips connect with the backs of my thighs. He begins to move in earnest now, each thrust loosening me a bit more, making the glide easier. Every nerve ending in my body lights up as his tip finds my prostate. “That’s it,” I gasp, “Right there, keep going right there.” Reaching up to grip my ankles, he spreads me wider for him, reverently kissing along the arch of my foot as he begins to thrust harder. I moan my approval so loudly it echoes off the brick walls around us. “Yes, babe,yes,” I pant.
“Can I come inside you?” Luke gasps between thrusts, his pace increasing.
“Yes…fuck, please,” I whine, lifting my head to look at his face. He looks completely wrecked, sweat glistening along his chest and neck, and a desperate, feral look in his eyes.
“Ri-Riley,” he whimpers, his voice breaking as his pleasure overtakes him. “Fuck, I’m coming…” And then his eyes are rolling back, and his thrusts become erratic as his cock swells inside me and he releases deep in my ass.
I watch as he rides out the orgasm, brow furrowed and lips parted in bliss, dark hair falling into his eyes. He’s unbelievably gorgeous, and I think this might be one of the best moments of my life so far. I briefly recall that this is all being captured, and I’ll be able to relive this over and over again. My heart swells at the feel of Luke’s pleasure inside me, and before I can think about what I’m doing, I grab the back of his neck and slam his mouth into mine, swallowing his moan. He’s come back to himself enough to find my cock and begin working his hand up and down my length. It’s enough to push me to the edge, and it only takes a few quick strokes before my own orgasm engulfs me.
I think I black out for a moment, because when I open my eyes, Luke is lying on top of me, elbows propping him up on either side of my head to keep from crushing me under two hundred pounds of muscle. His face is buried in my neck, and he’s fighting to catch his breath, but between pulls of oxygen I hear: “That was…fucking incredible.”
Turning my face, I nose at his hair until he lifts his head to look at me, and I press my lips to his in a slow, sloppy kiss. Our mouths open to one another easily, lips caressing softly and then melting together, tongues entwining. I’m not ready to let go of the high of what we did together just yet.
We’re so lost in one another that we don’t even hear Nathan call, “Cut.”
7
RILEY
Iclick play on the teaser Nathan sent me to post on my Fanboy page for the tenth time.
I can’t believe this ismeon the screen. Me andLuke. The clip is only ten seconds long, and it’s not even explicit, but Nathan chose the perfect shots and music to set the mood and take me right back to that moment. It’s only been two days, but I’ve re-lived every moment in my mind’s eye a hundred times over.
I truly could not have asked for a better partner for my first shoot. The fact that someone with as big a following as Luke even agreed to a collab with me feels like the stars aligned and confirmed that moving here was the right thing to do. Everything about the day felt perfect, and if this clip from Nathan is any indication, it looked perfect, too. Luke posted it to his Fanboy page a little over an hour ago and tagged me, and the comments have been blowing up. I’ve gotten several new subscribers, and messages are already coming in asking when they can see the rest. I had to mute my notifications because any time I tried to do anything else on my phone, a new one would pop up and distract me.
Suddenly, Luke’s name flashes across the screen, as if my thoughts have summoned him.
LUKE:
What are you up to?
I bite my bottom lip, but it does nothing to stop the grin that’s spreading across my face. The idea that we’re at the “what are you doing” text stage of our friendship has me feeling all warm and gooey inside. I’m not about to tell him I’m watching our video on repeat, so instead I go with:
ME:
Just watching TV. You?
