“Get in me, Moyer!” Chase shouted.
“Yes, sir,” he said, and pressure hit Chase’s tight ring,pushing beyond and deeper inside him until Tobias’ hips met his ass.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Tobias croaked.
Chase was ready for him, and he started wiggling his ass until he grinded against Tobias, eliciting moans and making Chase drip from his heavy dick.
“This view,fuck. Seeing my name on you, watching you move against my cock. I want this so bad. I want my name all over you, Chase.”
Chase giggled, but it turned into a moan. “Yeah? Where else do you want your name?”
“Written in my come all over your back. On your jerseys. On your fucking driver’s license. You’re mine.”
This was just the sex talking. It wasn’t a proposal. But damn, how amazing would it be to shed the name Townsend for good. He’d be happy to. He wasdyingto. He needed it.
“Then fucking take me,” Chase begged.
“Hold on to something.”
It was the only warning he got before Tobias released an all-out assault on his ass. Chase’s hands fumbled in his pillow before he could grab hold of the headboard, keeping his head from slamming into the wood. But Tobias held his hips tightly, protectively. Nothing could hurt him.
“Fuck, yes, just like that, Toby.”
“Yeah? You like that?”
One of Tobias’ hands released Chase’s hip and snapped the strap of his jock, the sting against his ass a pain so sweet it ached.
“Unnnggh, do it again,” Chase begged.
“Shit,” Tobias breathed, not used to being in the driver’s seat but likely enjoying some post-game adrenaline. Chase was happy to take advantage of it.
Tobias snapped the strap again and again. He switched his hands and snapped the other, and then his palm landed on Chase’s ass cheek, the sting lighting a fire in Chase’s blood and making him shout.
Tobias moved his hands to Chase’s shoulders, hanging onto them like handlebars as Tobias grinded into his ass, pushing against his prostate and making Chase’s dick leak with precome, drenching his jockstrap.
Before he knew it, Tobias’ hands traveled under Chase’s arms and he pulled him upright, Chase nestled against his lap. Chase began to bounce on his thick cock, shouting in rhythm with the movement.
“I love you like this, Chase. You’re so fucking perfect. I’m so lucky you’re mine,” Tobias panted next to Chase’s ear, drawing a long moan from him.
Tobias slid one hand down to Chase’s cock, pulling it from his jock, the other lifting his jersey up Chase’s torso until he reached his chin. He tilted it so their lips could meet, so their tongues could tangle, and Chase barrelled toward the finish line.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna come, Tob,” he said, their kiss getting sloppy and wild.
“Yes, baby, come for me. I’m so close.”
With another stroke of Tobias’ hand, Chase yelled through his release, Tobias not slowing for a moment as he milked every drop from Chase.
Chase tensed through his orgasm, and Tobias pummeled his ass until his own release hit him, his body grinding against Chase’s and pushing his cock deeper inside.
Chase wanted the condom gone so Tobias could paint his insides and claim him in the most carnal way.
Tobias’ chest heaved against his back, and they fell against the bed, Tobias cushioning his landing and turning him so they could continue their kisses.
Chase sweated through his jersey, but he didn’t care. He just had the hottest sex of his life, and he didn’t want it to end. He rolled on top of Tobias and kept kissing him until Tobias chuckled against his lips.
“Baby, I need to get this condom off, or we might ruin your jersey.”
“Whatever, I know a guy. I could get a new one,” Chase said between kisses.
