was good, he
supposed. He rested his head on his forearm s and listened to the sound of
Mac tearing open the condom .
“Bollocks, fucking slippery fingers…. That’s it.”
Then the warm weight of Mac’s body covered Jez as Mac leaned
over him and kissed his neck and shoulders, his hands stroking up Jez’s
flanks. Mac’s hard cock poked Jez’s balls, and Jez spread his legs wider.
“Com e on.” Jez was im patient now. His nerves were returning
without Mac’s hand on his dick, keeping him in the m om ent.
Mac guided him up onto all fours. His hands were firm on Jez’s hips,
and Jez let Mac m ove him how he wanted. He dropped his head and took
a deep breath as he felt the firm nudge of Mac’s cock at his entrance,
gritting his teeth as Mac pushed in. Mac was so slow and careful again,
but the grip of his hands and the shakiness of his breathing showed Jez
how m uch the control cost him . Jez tried not to flinch at the discom fort,
but he couldn’t help him self.
“Do y ou want m e to stop? We don’t have to do this.” Mac’s voice
was strained.
“No. Keep going.” He could barely get the words out. Mac pushed
in a little m ore and Jez flinched again, his m uscles clenching involuntarily
and m aking Mac gasp.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s not y our fault y ou’ve got a m onster cock.” Jez chuckled as he
spoke, and the huff of breath he let out m ade som ething release. He
breathed again, biting his lip as the pain subsided. “You were a terrible
choice for m y gay experim entation.”
Mac didn’t laugh, but he stroked his hands up Jez’s back and back
down to his hips, his touch gentle and soothing. “More?”
“Yeah.”
Mac gave Jez the last inch, his hips finally flush with the back of Jez’s
thighs. “There,” he said. “You did it.”
Jez grunted, overwhelm ed by the fullness, the thick stretch of Mac
inside his body. It was so strange to be on the receiving end. He’d never
stopped to think about how it felt for girls to be fucked.
Mac m oved his hands again, stroking the globes of Jez’s arse with a
featherlight touch that sent shivers of pleasure up Jez’s spine. “You okay ?”
he asked. “Can I m ove?”
“Only one way to find out.” Jez knew he didn’t need to ask Mac to be
gentle. He’d been so careful, and that wasn’t going to change now.
Mac started to thrust carefully, j ust tiny little m ovem ents of his hips.
“God,” Mac said breathlessly. “That feels incredible. Now I know
why so m any guy s are into anal.”
It felt okay to Jez, but the earth wasn’t exactly m oving. The pain had
alm ost gone, but he’d been expecting m ore sensation. “You can m ove
m ore,” he said. “It doesn’t hurt.”
Mac withdrew further on the next stroke and suddenly Jez realised
what the fuss was about as the head of Mac’s dick grazed his prostate, and
then rubbed it again on the way back in. Heat rushed through his pelvis,
radiating out from that spot in a flood of sensation. He gasped, and Mac
paused.
“Too m uch?”
“No, don’t stop. It’s good…. Keep doing that.”
Mac carried on, getting into a sm ooth rhy thm that stoked that tingling
warm th inside Jez. His cock was properly hard again now, hanging thick
between his thighs, leaking precom e, so he took his weight on one hand
and m oved the other to stroke him self.
“Oh fuck.” The dual stim ulation was intense, alm ost overwhelm ing.
Mac was breathing hard, letting out little grunts with each thrust.
“Can y ou com e like this?” he asked.
“I don’t know…. May be?” It felt so different to what Jez was used to.
The pleasure-pain of the stretch was good, but it was new and confusing
to Jez’s senses.
Mac’s rhy thm faltered. “I can’t hold out m uch longer. It’s too fucking
good.”
Jez j erked him self faster, chasing the elusive orgasm that lurked in
his balls, at the base of his spine, growing and spreading but not quite
taking
supposed. He rested his head on his forearm s and listened to the sound of
Mac tearing open the condom .
“Bollocks, fucking slippery fingers…. That’s it.”
Then the warm weight of Mac’s body covered Jez as Mac leaned
over him and kissed his neck and shoulders, his hands stroking up Jez’s
flanks. Mac’s hard cock poked Jez’s balls, and Jez spread his legs wider.
“Com e on.” Jez was im patient now. His nerves were returning
without Mac’s hand on his dick, keeping him in the m om ent.
Mac guided him up onto all fours. His hands were firm on Jez’s hips,
and Jez let Mac m ove him how he wanted. He dropped his head and took
a deep breath as he felt the firm nudge of Mac’s cock at his entrance,
gritting his teeth as Mac pushed in. Mac was so slow and careful again,
but the grip of his hands and the shakiness of his breathing showed Jez
how m uch the control cost him . Jez tried not to flinch at the discom fort,
but he couldn’t help him self.
“Do y ou want m e to stop? We don’t have to do this.” Mac’s voice
was strained.
“No. Keep going.” He could barely get the words out. Mac pushed
in a little m ore and Jez flinched again, his m uscles clenching involuntarily
and m aking Mac gasp.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s not y our fault y ou’ve got a m onster cock.” Jez chuckled as he
spoke, and the huff of breath he let out m ade som ething release. He
breathed again, biting his lip as the pain subsided. “You were a terrible
choice for m y gay experim entation.”
Mac didn’t laugh, but he stroked his hands up Jez’s back and back
down to his hips, his touch gentle and soothing. “More?”
“Yeah.”
Mac gave Jez the last inch, his hips finally flush with the back of Jez’s
thighs. “There,” he said. “You did it.”
Jez grunted, overwhelm ed by the fullness, the thick stretch of Mac
inside his body. It was so strange to be on the receiving end. He’d never
stopped to think about how it felt for girls to be fucked.
Mac m oved his hands again, stroking the globes of Jez’s arse with a
featherlight touch that sent shivers of pleasure up Jez’s spine. “You okay ?”
he asked. “Can I m ove?”
“Only one way to find out.” Jez knew he didn’t need to ask Mac to be
gentle. He’d been so careful, and that wasn’t going to change now.
Mac started to thrust carefully, j ust tiny little m ovem ents of his hips.
“God,” Mac said breathlessly. “That feels incredible. Now I know
why so m any guy s are into anal.”
It felt okay to Jez, but the earth wasn’t exactly m oving. The pain had
alm ost gone, but he’d been expecting m ore sensation. “You can m ove
m ore,” he said. “It doesn’t hurt.”
Mac withdrew further on the next stroke and suddenly Jez realised
what the fuss was about as the head of Mac’s dick grazed his prostate, and
then rubbed it again on the way back in. Heat rushed through his pelvis,
radiating out from that spot in a flood of sensation. He gasped, and Mac
paused.
“Too m uch?”
“No, don’t stop. It’s good…. Keep doing that.”
Mac carried on, getting into a sm ooth rhy thm that stoked that tingling
warm th inside Jez. His cock was properly hard again now, hanging thick
between his thighs, leaking precom e, so he took his weight on one hand
and m oved the other to stroke him self.
“Oh fuck.” The dual stim ulation was intense, alm ost overwhelm ing.
Mac was breathing hard, letting out little grunts with each thrust.
“Can y ou com e like this?” he asked.
“I don’t know…. May be?” It felt so different to what Jez was used to.
The pleasure-pain of the stretch was good, but it was new and confusing
to Jez’s senses.
Mac’s rhy thm faltered. “I can’t hold out m uch longer. It’s too fucking
good.”
Jez j erked him self faster, chasing the elusive orgasm that lurked in
his balls, at the base of his spine, growing and spreading but not quite
taking
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