“I haven’t been with anyone else but you,” he says. “Not since I got tested last.”
It takes me a minute to realize what he’s saying. “Oh, yeah,” I say, my heart beating fast. “Me either.”
He bites down on his bottom lip as he grins. “Do you want to…”
I nod eagerly. “Yes. Fuck yes,” I gasp.
Matty laughs, his warm voice rolling out like music. “Fuck yes,” he agrees.
I fall back against him, and we both kiss, our energy rising. His soft skin touches me everywhere as his muscles twitch. Every spasm is like a reward, proving to me again how good this is.
I press behind his balls, finding the spot that always gets him going. “Tell me when you’re ready—”
“Now,” Matty laughs as he grabs my hand, pushing it back harder. “Right fucking now, please.”
I laugh as I flip him over. His cheeks are round and firm as he pushes his ass back, offering it to me. When I drag my mouth across his crack, the musky scent goes straight to my core, igniting me. My cock is already painfully hard, but I can’t resist the temptation of tasting him.
I press my hand between his cheeks and spread my fingers. His pink hole quivers and clenches, eager for me. “Let me hear how much you want it,” I tell him, then drag my tongue up to his hole.
“Oh fuck,” Matty groans as he buries his face in the pillow. I swirl my tongue around his rim in slow circles. “I want it, Stone. I want you to fill me up.”
He thrusts his hips back, and my tongue pierces his hole, stretching him. He’s tight at first, but the more I work him, the more he loosens.
“You feel so good inside me,” Matty groans. “I want you buried deep. I want to feel you everywhere.”
My cock throbs, and my brain demands I satisfy my boyfriend. Every one of his spasms hits me hard, rewarding me and driving me harder. I groan his name as I lick his inside, getting him good and wet for me.
When I’m finally satisfied, I pull my mouth back and gasp for breath. Matty looks over his shoulder. His eyes are watery, and he looks dazed and greedy at the same time.
“More,” he gasps. “I want more.”
I hook my good hand under his hips and flip him to face me. “I want to see you,” I say. “I want to look in your eyes, beautiful.”
Matty curls his legs up and grabs the back of his knees. “Yes. Yes, please. That. Lube is in the nightstand.”
His cock twitches and leaks on his belly. My hand is shaking as I find the lube and squirt some out. I slick it around his hole, still clenching hard and fast, then rub it down my cock, tugging the foreskin back.
“You’re my boyfriend,” I tell him. “I love you, and I’m going to make you happy. You know that, Matty?”
He nods, desperation painting his expression. “Uh-huh. I love you, Stone. I’m going to be there for you, always.”
I nod. “I know you are, babe.”
I fist my cock and rub my crown against his wet, hot hole. The pearly precum slicks our tender spots together, and the pleasure burns down my throbbing length. For a few strokes, I stay just like that, teasing his entrance, but then Matty lets out a slow breath, and his body opens to me.
I slide in, sinking into him while his muscles squeeze back. Matty tugs back on his legs, opening himself wide as he groans my name.
I give him my hand, and just like I expect, he pulls my fingers between his lips. The suction is like a blowjob, and our bodies make a full circuit as I pulse and throb, buried deep in his ass.
With a grunt, my eyes fall on his. Contorted and sweaty and flushed, Matty’s face is perfect. His tongue teases my fingers, wet between his lips, and his long eyelashes flutter when I pump my hips.
Back when we were first hanging out, I wondered what his orgasm face would be like. I wanted to drive him to the most intense pleasure possible and see how his beautiful smile melted and his expression broke open.
As my raw cock slides in and out of his hole, I realize how fucking lucky I am.
I’m going to watch his face break open with pleasure for the rest of my life.
I let the rock of my hips guide his body while Matty grinds down, matching me. The hot grip of his hole is like a vice, dragging me closer to my climax. Every moan and whimper and spasm pushes me closer to the edge as I keep my eyes burned into his gaze, not letting him go.
