I kiss his neck, beneath his ear, his mouth. His jaw. I lead him back slowly until he’s against the edge of my bed. He stumbles, bracing one hand out, and the soft bedding breaks his fall, and he looks up at me with those wide amber eyes and longeyelashes, his kiss-swollen lips parted as he takes me in, and I realize how much heneedsthis.
How much he needs me.
Because no one has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me right now.
I remove my shirt slowly, watching the way his gaze fixates on me. On my chest. I make a show of sliding my shorts and my briefs down, slipping my feet out of my slides. Absent-mindedly, I grab my cock and Hudson curses under his breath. His gaze roves over me with hunger and his breaths come in faster. I move toward him to help him undress, but he beats me to it, taking his shirt, his pants, and his underwear off faster than I’ve ever seen him do before.
He’s naked, his thick cock bouncing freely. I carefully make my way to my nightstand, closing my eyes for a moment and savoring it. I know he can’t see me from this angle and there’s no way he knows how nervous I am. Not because I’ve never done this, or because he’s a guy.
No, this is different. This isn’t just sex, and I know that. And I think, on some level, he knows that, too.
But maybe that’s a good thing.
I open the drawer and pull out both the brand new bottle of lube I’d purchased and a brand new pack of condoms. I turn to see him as he palms his cock, watching me with blown pupils.
“Trey,” he breathes my name as I toss the lube and the condoms on the bed carefully. They land beside him as I slowly crawl onto the bed.
I take in the sight of him like this. Wide shoulders, hard chest. Sharp angles and soft edges blended into one. His dick gleams under the light with a string of precum.
“Yeah, baby?” I ask as I straddle him, forcing him back to the center of my bed. His body goes completely limp, and he collapses beneath me like a deck of cards.
“Holy fuck,” he whispers as I grind my cock against his. “You are so hot right now.”
I grab the lube and warm it between my fingers before pushing his legs apart and finding his tight entrance and get an idea.
There’s one thing I’ve thought about doing that I wasn’t sure I would ever feel comfortable with, but looking at him now, like this… I want to.
I feel like Hudson makes me want things I never thought I would, and every time I give in, it feels so fucking good.
“On your knees,” I say, holding his gaze.
Hudson’s eyebrows shoot up.
“Wh-what?”
“I want you on your fucking knees,” I tell him slowly. “Legs spread.”
Hudson lets out a faint grunt, and I don’t miss the way his dick bounces, spurting another bout of precum, and can’t help but grin. KnowingI’mthe reason. It’s… intoxicating.
I smack his thigh lightly, and he comes back to the present, because he flips over quickly and does just as I ask, spreading his legs for me. My heartbeat quickens as I look at him like this, his perfect, round ass on display, precum dripping from his thick, hard dick onto my damn comforter. I run one hand over his ass cheek and grab it, and then I close my eyes and suck on one of his balls, and he curses. I roll my tongue around it before I lick my way up to his tight entrance and let myself taste him.
“Oh fuck.” He sucks in a breath, pushing his ass against me with a grunt.
He doesn’t taste bad.
A little musky and bitter, but I’ve tasted worse things in my life. This…
I think I like this, if my aching cock is anything to go by. Or maybe it’s just him.
Hudson.
So I do it again. I kiss and bite and suck and probe his hole with my tongue until he’s riding my face, and then I stop, only because I’m going to come if I don’t, and I don’t want to yet. I want him to come first.
I pour lube into my palms, spreading it onto my fingers to warm it before I start massaging his hole.
This isn’t the first time I’ve had my dick in someone’s ass, and I try to be thorough and gentle, remembering what it felt like formewhen he did these things, even though it’s been months. So I do my best to repeat that, knowing how it feels.
He grunts as he clenches my finger, his body tensing.
