I grin. “Bossy.”
I push my finger all the way in without hesitation and when I slide out, I make sure to press it purposely against his sweet spot and he arches his back as bliss washes over his face. “More.”
I kiss him and add a second finger this time. Before long I’m not finger fucking him anymore, he’s fucking my fingers. Using his feet planted on the bed to rock his ass up and down on my hand. His arms are above his head, clutching two panels of wood on my slatted headboard. “Bowen.”
“I know.” He’s ready and not a moment too soon. My dick is throbbing. “Switch spots with me.”
He wants to question me, I can tell by the way his eyebrows pull together but when I remove my fingers from him, he doesn’t argue. He sits up and moves over so I can lie on my back where he once was. I grab the condom, roll it on, and lube myself up while he sits beside me and watches. I’m almost quaking with need and you can hear it in my voice, which comes out uneven. “Climb on top. Straddle me.”
“What?”
“I think you need to control this,” I say, pressing my thumb into the base of the underside of my cock so it stands up tall and straight. “Ride me.”
Chase pulls his bottom lip between his teeth. There’s hesitation but he moves until he’s got a knee on either side of me. I reach up with my free hand, cup the back of his neck, and pull his mouth to mine. While he’s tipped forward invading my mouth with relentless sweeps of his tongue, his ass is tipped up and I take the moment to position myself at his entrance. His kiss gets less commanding, as his focus turns to our lower halves. I slowly rub the coated tip over his hole. “Go easy and slow. It’s different than fingers and even toys.”
“Ump,” I don’t know what word that is supposed to be and I don’t think he does either because he’s bearing down and the tip of my dick is making its way inside of him.
He doesn’t stop but he pushes down so slowly I feel like he’s not moving until I realize my entire head is squeezed tight, and then bit by bit the shaft follows. I am breathing in gulps that I’m holding until my lungs burn and then exhaling in a burst and gulping in more air. This is intense in ways I’ve never experienced. I’ve had first times, I’ve taken other people’s first times before. But this is some new level heat, passion, and need.
His head is tipped back and I think his eyes are shut tight judging by the creases in the corners by his temples, which is all I can see. I watch his Adam’s apple bob and his chest rise and fall. And then, everything stops when his ass comes to rest on my hips.
“Breathe.” I’m not sure if I’m reminding him or me.
“I didn’t think it would work.”
“We work.” I contract the muscles in my ass and abdomen, making my dick twitch inside him. My hands crawl up his thighs until my left one fists his cock and my right gives his ass cheek a quick, hard slap. “I need you to move, Chase.”
His chin drops to his chest and his eyes land on me and oh my God, he looks as turned on as I feel and then, eyes still glued to mine, he lifts his ass just a little bit and presses back down. And he does it again and again, strokes getting longer and quicker, and I follow his lead with my hand wrapped around his length, using the milky liquid leaking from his tip to get him wet.
I want him to come so bad but I’m desperate for my own release. And the way he’s looking at me, eyes never blinking, like he’s studying me, is so hot. I circle my hips as he lowers down on me again and that breaks the stare because his eyes roll back in his head. “Do that again.”
“Arch your back.”
He does and I repeat the motion and he groans so loud it might just do the impossible and wake my brother. And I don’t even care. Inside I’m battling my own release, shoving it away and clawing it back. Dancing on the edge. I want to close my eyes and let go but I won’t jump without him. Plus, I want to see him come so I refuse to let my lids fall closed.
He’s bouncing on me in a short, hard, erratic rhythm. Once, twice, three times. Oh god. I feel his dick throb and then shoot as he lets out a roar of a moan. He comes so hard I swear it hits the ceiling and he collapses forward onto my hand and his mess. I grip his ass with my free hand and slam up into him one last time as every muscle in my body seizes and I come so hard I feel like I’m falling.
We’re a sweaty, sticky mess of limbs and with our torsos flush, our hearts are lined up, hammering against our respective rib cages with such intensity it’s like they’re trying to break free so they can merge. “You’re the most amazing man I know,” I whisper.
“And the best lay?” he whispers back and I laugh.
“That too.”
Fifteen minutes later we’ve managed to untangle ourselves and sneak off to the bathroom to share a sensual but PG-13 shower. We emerge back into the hall, both with towels wrapped around our waist and nothing more, when Autumn appears at the top of the stairs. We freeze like deer in the beams of an eighteen wheeler on the interstate. She stumbles at the sight of us and quickly comes to a stop.
“Hey,” I say casually. Like it’s totally normal for her to catch me half naked in our hall with a dude. It’s not. I’ve never bought a man home. “How was game night?”
“Great. Luke says you have to come next time so he isn’t the only one who never remembers the rules.” Her eyes dart to me and back to Chase “I see you two… worked things out?”
“Yeah,” I reply with a nod as my damp hair drips onto my shoulders. “Chase is my boyfriend.”
“I see.” She looks at Chase again. Her voice is even and calm. “Treat him right or I will end you.”
“I love him,” Chase replies.
“Then we should get along just fine.” She winks and flashes him a smile. Then, without another word, disappears into her room.
I turn and saunter back to my room and it takes a second, but Chase follows. We both drop the towels. I toss the lube and empty condom wrapper onto the night table and straighten the sheets, climbing into bed and holding back the covers for Chase. He climbs in next to me. We lie side-by-side staring up at the celling. “You okay?”
