“Of course you have. She’s amazing.” He briefly stilled his hand, then said, “Three fingers,” and added another, fucking him deeper.
Nico grunted, pulling his leg back again. “Fuck me.”
“Not yet.”
“I want your dick inside me.”
“You have to earn it first.”
Stone rammed his fingers inside Nico, fucking him, showing him what he would get when Stone finally gave him what he wanted. Nico grunted and groaned, his hand clutching Stone’s arm, holding onto him as he panted and moaned.
“You ready to earn it?” Stone asked, scissoring his fingers, working him open that much more.
“Yeah.”
Unable to hold back any longer, Stone pulled his fingers out and grabbed a towel from the floor to clean himself off. He opened the cabinet beneath the television to retrieve a condom. He didn’t waste time, sheathing himself quickly before stretching out beside Nico, kissing him, keeping him in the moment. When Nico’s shoulders relaxed again, Stone took the time to lube his cock before rolling to his back, grabbing Nico’s hip so he could bring Nico with him.
“Straddle me,” Stone told him, tucking a pillow under his head.
Nico shifted, his knees bracketing Stone’s hips.
“Now take my cock and put it inside you. I want you to sit on me. Take me as deep as you can. Go slow. We’re not in a hurry.” Stone grinned. “Not yet, anyway.”
He could see the gleam in Nico’s dark eyes, but he couldn’t tell if it was fear or anticipation making them glitter. Whatever it was, Nico didn’t hesitate. He gripped Stone’s cock and guided it between his legs, rubbing the head against his hole before he lowered himself onto him.
Oh, fuck.
Stone gritted his teeth as the pleasure tore through him. Nico grunted, but he took more. Or tried to. Inch by inch, he eased down, but not all the way.
Because Nico seemed at a loss for what to do, Stone pressed one hand in the center of Nico’s chest, holding him up while he fisted Nico’s cock with the other. He set the pace, stroking him as Nico began rocking forward and back.
“Relax. You can take more of me if you relax.”
Nico’s head tipped, and his chest expanded as he drew in a deep breath. He exhaled slowly, his hips lowering. He was now sitting on Stone’s cock.
“Let it feel good, Nico. Fuck me. Right now, it’s all you. Take it.”
Nico grunted, lifting and lowering. Up, down. Up, down. He was so fucking tight, and Stone could tell the discomfort far outweighed the pleasure. At least for Nico.
“Lean forward.”
He wanted Nico to change the angle to relieve some of the discomfort. Stone pulled his arm back, his hand still pressed to Nico’s chest, guiding him to where he wanted him to be.
He stopped when Nico’s expression went slack, and his eyes rolled back. “Oh, fuck.”
“Better?”
Nico nodded as he began moving again, impaling himself. Long, deep strokes along Stone’s cock caused goosebumps to form as Nico took what he needed.
He encouraged him with soft words, loving every second. And when Nico’s movements became jerky, he knew it was time to take control.
“You’re ready for me to ride you, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“You want me to split that ass open with my cock.”
Nico groaned.
