Bottoming was…weird.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Walker asked, for what had to be the thirtieth time.
“Pretty sure,” I muttered as I lay there, trying to make sense of the feelings making their way through my body.
It wasn’t as if I hadn’t understood what it might feel like having something inside me; Walker had beendiligentin prepping me. So diligent, in fact, that I had taken mental notes for when I was the one doing the prep. That had been a little weird, having fingers in a part of my body that had never known an intrusion like that. If I’d thought that would be a good warmup for when he put his dick inside me, I was mistaken.
He was taking it slow, pushing into me a little at a time and measuring my response with every push. It wasn’t like it hurt; hell, I probably would have dealt with it better if there was some pain involved, that at least I could understand. It was the other sensations I was having a hard time processing. I mean, looking back, I should have expected feeling like I needed to go to the bathroom, and I seriously needed to ask Walker how he dealt with that when we were done.
Once he was all in, he braced himself, draping over my back and kissing the back of my neck. “Would it help if I told you this feels amazing?”
“Yeah,” I admitted. Originally, I had been curious, and it felt right to return the favor, even if it was only once. I couldn’t say whether I was going to want to come back to this in the future. I was still on the fence about that. It made things a little better knowing he was enjoying himself. “And quit askin’ if I’m okay, I’ll tell ya.”
“No, you won’t,” he chuckled, and I felt him twitch inside me. I blinked as that bit of movement sparkedsomethingin my body. “I have to watch you carefully because you won’t tell me the truth now you know I’m enjoying it.”
Damn him. “No.”
“Instead of trying to be a good liar, which you’ll never be, why don’t you focus on being honest about how you’re doing?”
“I’m just…figurin’ things out, alright? Just do what ya need to do, okay?”
“What inspiring words!”
“Walker.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
When he began moving, the weird feelings got…weirder. I was happy that the stopped-up feeling was going away, but I wasn’t sure about the other feelings that I couldn’t even describe. I had to imagine that plenty of people would know what I meant their first time having something up their ass.
“Hmm,” Walker said, and reached out to take the pillow from under my head.
“Hey,” I grumbled. “That was comfortable.”
“And this,” he said as he moved his knees and got the pillow under me, “will be a lot better.”
“If ya say so,” I muttered and waited for him to thrust again.
When he did, my breath caught as whatever he’d done differently felt like it hit something that spread throughout my whole body, even tingling down to my fingertips. He paused and did it again and again, and suddenly, I forgot all about the weird feelings as they were washed away by whatever the hell he was doing.
“Aw, shit,” I muttered, pressing my face into the mattress and groaning as he picked up the pace. He clearly knew what he was doing, and I lay there as the pleasure didn’t just come in strong waves or bursts, but kept building. The pressure inside me never diminished, but it wasn’t a bad feeling. It felt like I was going a little crazy as I lay there, gripping the sheet and crying out every time his hips snapped forward, and it felt like whatever he was hitting was hit dead on.
“There you go,” he practically purred as he began hammering away at that spot inside me, my nerves singing with pleasure.
“Walker,” I groaned as the pressure built even faster now that all I could feel was him pounding away at my pleasure point. “I think…I don’t?—”
I didn’t know what I was trying to say; the pressure was such that it felt like it was pushing away my ability to think clearly, let alone tell him what was going on. The sensation was familiar, but completely different. It was only as I felt the tightening in my gut that I realized he was actually?—
“Ohfuck,” I groaned, pushing back and crying out when he ground his hips against my ass. Beneath me, my cock jumped, and I hung there with a gasp as it spurted all over the pillow. It was an orgasm unlike any other I’d had; it felt like it wasn’t focused in my groin but somehow my entire body as I felt myself shaking. It was then Walker let out a low growl and snapped his hips one more time, knocking another hard spurt out of my dick, and a new warmth filled my ass as he…well, filled me.
He slipped out carefully as I slumped to the side, mindful of the wet pillowcase, and lay there, looking up at the ceiling in wonder. Where just over a minute ago my body had been vibrating with pleasure, there was now a gentle humming in my nerves as I lay sprawled on my back. I watched as he tossed the pillowcase to the ground, checking the pillow before tossing it back onto the bed and looking at me.
“That was a first,” he chuckled as he flopped down next to me.
“What?” I asked.
“Okay, not the first, that’s the second time I’ve fucked someone into coming hands free,” he chuckled. “Though it is the first time it’s happened, the first time I fucked someone.”
“I didn’t know ya could do that.”
