“I thought you were a virgin,” Colten replies, eyes wide with excitement as he watches me almost cry underneath him. “But you really do act like such a slut.”
My hips jolt up again, but Colten’s body holds me tight. A few tears finally escape.
“I’m going to fuck you,” Colten tells me, his voice gravelly and deep.
Which,wow!Okay! My poor dick would cum just from that declaration, if only I had something to rub against.
I blink up at him, breathing hard, my legs squirming fruitlessly against his hold.
“Doesn’t seem like it,” I quietly complain. I’m still loud enough for him to hear as he’s only inches from my face.
“You seem like you’ll come the moment I stick it in you,” Colten says, raising an eyebrow. “You’re too desperate. I guess it makes sense if you’ve never had sex, despite dating all the girls on campus.”
“Not all of them,” I reply, though I don’t correct his first assumption. I’m surprised I didn’t cum on his thigh earlier. “Not everyone wants to date me, you know.”
Colten’s eyes flash at this, his grip on my wrists tightening hard. For some reason my dick twitches hard, leaking a few drops of pre-cum. “Their loss.”
Then, in one smooth move, he brings both of my wrists above my head, holding them there with one hand.
It’s a weaker grip, my wrists too big for him to fully hold…but I don’t even bother trying to escape it.
His now free hand travels down to my face, cradling my jaw as his thumb caresses my bottom lip. The green in his eyes is lost behind black pupils as he stares at my lips, his thumb pressing into the swollen skin.
Then, in a twist I didn’t see coming, he brings his thigh between my legs again, pressing down hard.
“Aaah!”I groan, my hips wasting no time in pressing up against the delicious friction of Colten’s leg. He wore sweatpants to bed, so the slide is coarse and a bit uncomfortable, but I can’t seem to get enough of it.
“I’m still going to fuck you,” he tells me, pulling back my bottom lip before pressing my mouth open. “But I want you to last, so you’re going to cum first. Then I’ll fuck you.”
“A-ahh?”I moan questionably, but it’s hard to think beyond the pleasure sparkling through me and heat building up in my stomach as I hump his leg like a dog.
He’s really going to fuck me?
…Suddenly, I regret never watching gay porn before. How does that even work in real life? As hot as it sounds, I have no idea what to expect.
Yet my asshole clenches at the thought of Colten drilling into me, and my hips thrust up even harder.
Oh well, Colten knows what he’s doing. If he fucks me, I just know it’ll be amazing, like everything else he does.
He gives a small laugh before diving back down to my lips, his tongue picking up with the same rolling rhythm as before, one that I soon find my hips copying.
He speeds up, my hips speed up. He slows down and grinds his tongue against mine? Well, I try not to cry as my hips slowly grind up against his thigh.
Meanwhile, his free hand continues its path down my neck, giving it a small squeeze that makes my thoughts disappear for a moment. Then he raises his chest off mine and drags his hand down to my chest. It shifts his weight down to his legs, which means his thigh presses even harder against my dick.
It also means I can’t thrust up as much, but each tiny movement grinds me right into the now soaked fabric of his sweatpants, the slide almost slick from my pre-cum.
I’m panting as his hand settles on my pecs. I’m not wearing a shirt, so it’s skin on skin, the heel of his palm pressing and rubbing against my nipple as he squeezes the rest of it. I didn’t even realize how squeezable they were.
It hurts, but in a way that makes the heat build up even faster, my thoughts melting away in the onslaught of my boiling blood. The pain is similar to the pain I feel when I train hard.
It’s not a deep ache of soreness, but it is good to feel, translating in the little amount of brain I have left as something to want and to need more of, just like the pain of building muscles.
My entire body jerks under his hold as the heat finally spills over. My body is covered in enough sweat that the sheets stick to my back as I arch my back and grind my hips up against his thigh, squeezing it between my own legs. Cum spurts out between our legs, getting on both of us as my orgasm washes over me.
I fall back onto the bed, breathing hard enough you’d think Coach just made me run a hundred laps around the field at a full sprint. My body is buzzing, and my dick twitches as the last few globs of cum escape.
It’s so bright I can’t even see, or maybe my eyes are closed? I can’t tell either way.
