“Okay?” Riley asked breathlessly, barely able to get the word out. He moved his hand to Brent’s stomach, spreading his fingers wide to hold him in place, keeping up the slow, steady pace he’d started with.
Just thinking about Brent was enough to make him want to come. Riley knew he was close already, but he was determined to hold out as long as he could, give Brent everything he wanted and more.
“You feel so good,” Brent choked out.
“You too,” Riley murmured, his hips speeding up a fraction. He moved his hand down to Brent’s cock, batting Brent’s fingers out of the way and wrapping his own around it instead, grinning at the warmth and weight of it in his hand.
Brent’s cock was already slick with precome, an obvious sign that he was getting off on this. Riley bit down on his lip, his hips jerking harder against Brent, holding him in place with his elbow.
“Harder,” Brent demanded right as Riley sped up, his breath coming in in harsh pants.
Riley didn’t want to argue. He wanted to come, he wanted Brent harder and faster, he wanted to sink into his warmth forever.
He pushed Brent over, rolling him onto his stomach and lifting his hips up, gripping them tight to hold him still while he pounded into him, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room, only half-drowned out by Brent moaning under him, so eager, so clearly enjoying this.
Brent was so hot, so tight, his muscles gripping Riley as if their bodies had been made for each other. Maybe they had. Maybe people really did have other halves, and Brent was his.
Whatever was going on, it felt so good that all Riley could do was close his eyes and rock his hips, hard and fast, listening to Brent moan under him, feeling him clench and squirm and sob.
Riley’s orgasm hit within seconds, his efforts at holding back failing as Brent tensed around him, rocked back against him, spread his legs wider. He closed his eyes tightly as the first, overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over him, stars exploding behind his eyelids, his pulse pounding in his ears as his cock pulsed inside Brent.
After a moment, Riley managed to slow down, rocking against Brent’s body, riding out the aftershocks for what felt like an eternity.
By the time he was done, Brent was lying with his face pressed against the mattress, his whole body heaving as he gasped for breath.
“Did you?” Riley asked, reaching under Brent to check if he’d come.
Brent hissed as Riley made contact with his quickly-softening cock. “Yeah,” he said through gritted teeth. “Gimme a sec.”
Riley nodded, despite knowing that Brent couldn’t see him, and pulled out slowly when he had enough strength to support himself.
“Oh, that feelsweird,” Brent complained as Riley’s cock slipped out of his body.
Riley chuckled, collapsing down on the bed beside him as Brent rolled back onto his side, facing Riley.
“By the time I’m done it’s usually kind of a relief,” Riley said. “But yeah. Takes a little getting used to. You’re also gonna hate me in a few hours when you can’t sit down without wincing.”
“I’ll stand,” Brent said. “Or I might just lie here. Not like I’ve got anywhere better to be.”
Riley smiled at that.
“I don’t have anywhere better to be, either,” he said, reaching out to take Brent’s hand. “Not anywhere in the world.”
“Maybe the shower?” Brent suggested.
Riley chuckled. “Maybe the shower. When my legs start working again.”
He knew Brent didn’t realize how serious he was about staying. Brent was probably still waiting for Riley to pack up and leave at a moment’s notice.
That made sense—Riley had never stayed anywhere, not since he’d left Hope Springs in the first place.
He’d have to prove that all that was going to change now. He was ready to make a home, and he wanted that to be with Brent.
Brent had said this was their time, and the more Riley thought about it, the more he agreed. If they’d done this any earlier, it wouldn’t have worked.
It would have been easy to mourn for lost time between them, but they really hadn’t lost anything. Riley wasn’t going to let himself feel like that. Brent’s friendship had been one of the most wonderful things in his life, and he had no intention of pretending it was less valuable because they hadn’t been having sex.
The sex was great.Reallygreat.
