Grey lost what little control he had left. He bore down and shoved Sirus all the way into the floor, collapsing the man’s arms and legs as he thrust his hips into Sirus’s ass and rammed his cock in with driving power, breaking that second ring of muscle and invading Sirus to the hilt.
Sirus cried out with the deeper fucking, but the man’s snug passage felt so damn good around Grey that he couldn’t stop taking Sirus’s ass with fast, full strokes. He planted his hands on either side of Sirus’s shoulders and pulled almost all the way out, only to push his way back inside that suffocating tight heat, until the base of his cock kissed Sirus’s stretched ring. Grey held himself up with straight arms and a rigid upper body, but everything below his waist moved in a frantic pumping of motion, his balls slapping into Sirus with every slam in, the sound mingling with his own heavy breathing and Sirus’s low moans and gasps for breath.
Grey shook his head, working like the devil to clear the drugging, wonderful pleasure wreaking havoc in his body, in order to think about the man taking the punishing blows of his ardor. “Okay?” His mouth fell open as he choked and willed his body not to move. “You … oh, fuck, so tight … okay?”
Sirus reached back and scraped his fingers across Grey’s buttocks, grabbing for purchase. “Don’t stop.” His voice was rusty and breathless. “Oh God, I feel so fucking full with you.” He bumped his ass up into Grey’s dick, providing delicious friction that got Grey growling with pleasure and pounding away again. “That’s it, that’s it…” Sirus looked back at Grey and his gaze was slate with lust. “Fucking let me feel you come.”
Sirus’s face, voice, and Jesus God, those expressive eyes of his slammed Grey right into a brick wall. He let go of his toehold and dropped down, burying his hand in Sirus’s hair and twisting his head at an unnatural angle, needing his mouth.
Grey bit and got his tongue inside. Sirus whispered, “I want you,” brushing the sentiment over Grey’s lips, stilling Grey in place, their bodies locked in an intimate puzzle, “…to give it to me,” Sirus went on, his voice a whisper and a command at the same time. He pulled back a hair and their gazes locked, once more slipping this to something more complicated than sex. “Now.”
Grey could not look away, and he could not control his body. With his cock tucked deep in the tight confines of Sirus’s flaming ass, his balls drew up and his spine raced with that familiar tingle. No time to get away, Grey squeezed his eyes shut as he drove his cock deep, orgasm overtaking him. He jerked and spilled inside Sirus’s body, shuddering with every drop of seed he gave.
Just when Grey thought he might feel far too naked to ever look at Sirus again, the other man shook and his rectum contracted in tight spasms around Grey’s still embedded, amazingly sensitive cock. Grey opened his eyes, found Sirus’s face pulled taut, his eyes half closed, his teeth gritting, and knew without a doubt the man had just ejaculated and stained the rug with cum.
Goddamnit, Sirus is something to behold when he comes.
He didn’t know how it happened, but Grey found himself getting hotter than hell to go at it all over again.
The trembles in both men eventually subsided. Sirus opened his eyes, the shine in them punching Grey right in the heart.
“Holy shit,” Sirus’s voice held a smile, “we are good at this.” He rolled over, dislodging Grey from his body as he shifted to his back and put one hand under his head as a pillow. Darting up fast, he nipped Grey’s lips with a quick kiss, and then did his cheek. “That fuck deserved an award.” Every word he spoke put lightness into the air, sweeping the intensity of the sex they’d just had from the room. “We ought to look into that online or something. A fucking championship. What do you think?”
Grey’s stomach chose right then to rumble in a
Sirus cried out with the deeper fucking, but the man’s snug passage felt so damn good around Grey that he couldn’t stop taking Sirus’s ass with fast, full strokes. He planted his hands on either side of Sirus’s shoulders and pulled almost all the way out, only to push his way back inside that suffocating tight heat, until the base of his cock kissed Sirus’s stretched ring. Grey held himself up with straight arms and a rigid upper body, but everything below his waist moved in a frantic pumping of motion, his balls slapping into Sirus with every slam in, the sound mingling with his own heavy breathing and Sirus’s low moans and gasps for breath.
Grey shook his head, working like the devil to clear the drugging, wonderful pleasure wreaking havoc in his body, in order to think about the man taking the punishing blows of his ardor. “Okay?” His mouth fell open as he choked and willed his body not to move. “You … oh, fuck, so tight … okay?”
Sirus reached back and scraped his fingers across Grey’s buttocks, grabbing for purchase. “Don’t stop.” His voice was rusty and breathless. “Oh God, I feel so fucking full with you.” He bumped his ass up into Grey’s dick, providing delicious friction that got Grey growling with pleasure and pounding away again. “That’s it, that’s it…” Sirus looked back at Grey and his gaze was slate with lust. “Fucking let me feel you come.”
Sirus’s face, voice, and Jesus God, those expressive eyes of his slammed Grey right into a brick wall. He let go of his toehold and dropped down, burying his hand in Sirus’s hair and twisting his head at an unnatural angle, needing his mouth.
Grey bit and got his tongue inside. Sirus whispered, “I want you,” brushing the sentiment over Grey’s lips, stilling Grey in place, their bodies locked in an intimate puzzle, “…to give it to me,” Sirus went on, his voice a whisper and a command at the same time. He pulled back a hair and their gazes locked, once more slipping this to something more complicated than sex. “Now.”
Grey could not look away, and he could not control his body. With his cock tucked deep in the tight confines of Sirus’s flaming ass, his balls drew up and his spine raced with that familiar tingle. No time to get away, Grey squeezed his eyes shut as he drove his cock deep, orgasm overtaking him. He jerked and spilled inside Sirus’s body, shuddering with every drop of seed he gave.
Just when Grey thought he might feel far too naked to ever look at Sirus again, the other man shook and his rectum contracted in tight spasms around Grey’s still embedded, amazingly sensitive cock. Grey opened his eyes, found Sirus’s face pulled taut, his eyes half closed, his teeth gritting, and knew without a doubt the man had just ejaculated and stained the rug with cum.
Goddamnit, Sirus is something to behold when he comes.
He didn’t know how it happened, but Grey found himself getting hotter than hell to go at it all over again.
The trembles in both men eventually subsided. Sirus opened his eyes, the shine in them punching Grey right in the heart.
“Holy shit,” Sirus’s voice held a smile, “we are good at this.” He rolled over, dislodging Grey from his body as he shifted to his back and put one hand under his head as a pillow. Darting up fast, he nipped Grey’s lips with a quick kiss, and then did his cheek. “That fuck deserved an award.” Every word he spoke put lightness into the air, sweeping the intensity of the sex they’d just had from the room. “We ought to look into that online or something. A fucking championship. What do you think?”
Grey’s stomach chose right then to rumble in a
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