blunt finger sliding up inside him. “David!” He grabbed Dave’s shoulders and spread his legs wide, hooking the left up over Dave’s hip.
Dave pushed a second finger in, slowly fucking him loose. Russ forced his eyes open, wanting to see his husband over him. It had been so, so long since anything but his own fingers or the cold dildo had touched him there. He arched up to lick at Dave’s collarbone. “So good.”
“Touch me, Russ.”
Russ caught the back of Dave’s head, pulling them together for a kiss. His other hand slid down between their bodies, finding Dave’s erection, slowly stroking the hard shaft. As he stroked up from the base, Dave kissed him hard, moaning into their shared space and pressing Russ back into the mattress. Russ ran his tongue over Dave’s, sucking on however much Dave would give him. But Dave wanted to kiss, kept pulling his tongue back, gasping in air and working their lips together.
Russ kept stroking Dave’s cock, tracing the veins and the rim of his cock head, smearing the precome around the smooth head.
“Lover, are you ready?”
“Yes.” Russ reached over his head, pawing for the strip of condoms he’d seen. Dave grunted, pulling their mouths apart so he could reach them. He tore the package open with his teeth, then passed the rubber to Russ.
Russ had to flip it over several times to find the right side. “Geeze. Who thought you could forget which way a condom’s supposed to go?”
He got it on right and pushed it down, feeling Dave’s cock surge as the latex unrolled.
“Mmm!” He was kissed hard, pushed up the bed into the pillows. “David.”
“Love you touching me. No.” Dave stopped Russ from rolling over, instead grabbed a pillow to slide under his ass. “I wanna see your face.”
Russ lay back, lifting up his butt. He spread his legs as Dave crawled over him, covering him. They paused, staring at each other. Dave was on all fours, his overworked muscles even more pronounced. Russ lay on his back, tilted open, his inner thighs gripping Dave’s legs. They were both panting, rapid heartbeats evident in the soft pulsing of their dicks, brushing against each other. They ignored it all as they stared at each other.
Russ broke first, reaching up to cup Dave’s face, his thumb running over the strong cheek. “God, I missed you.”
Dave closed his eyes, his head bowing down. “Lover, Russ, I—I’m so sorry….”
“No.” Russ shook his head. “Don’t apologize. Just….” “Fuck me” seemed so crass. “David, please.”
Dave fell forward and kissed him, searching and slow. Russ adjusted, hiking his legs higher on Dave’s thighs. The kiss got faster, rougher. Dave’s hand moved down between them, and Russ felt the pressure of something thicker than fingers at his entrance. He broke the kiss and sucked in air, willing himself to relax. It always felt so big. And it had been so long, and he wasn’t loose enough, but…. “Don’t stop.”
“Russ.”
Russ sucked in a breath and found some part of Dave to cling to. “Not going anywhere. Don’t you dare pull out.”
Dave petted him, nuzzling his neck and stroking his hair and whatever other parts he could reach while Russ adjusted. God, it had been long enough the pressure of getting penetrated made him go soft. But it didn’t douse his desire. Russ stroked his hand down Dave’s spine.
Dave grunted and rocked forward.
“Yeah.” Russ breathed out and stroked Dave’s back again. It was Pavlovian: he stroked, Dave rocked. And it felt so good. So good, having that hard cock inside him. Dave’s cock.
“Russ?” Dave lifted up enough to look down at him.
“I’m good.”
“You are.” Dave was rocking his hips on his own now, and Russ grinned at the tug and push in his ass.
Russ ran his hands down Dave’s torso, able to explore now, no children or mothers lurking to interrupt or disapprove. He traced all the new furrows in Dave’s torso, outlining every muscle.
Dave adjusted
Dave pushed a second finger in, slowly fucking him loose. Russ forced his eyes open, wanting to see his husband over him. It had been so, so long since anything but his own fingers or the cold dildo had touched him there. He arched up to lick at Dave’s collarbone. “So good.”
“Touch me, Russ.”
Russ caught the back of Dave’s head, pulling them together for a kiss. His other hand slid down between their bodies, finding Dave’s erection, slowly stroking the hard shaft. As he stroked up from the base, Dave kissed him hard, moaning into their shared space and pressing Russ back into the mattress. Russ ran his tongue over Dave’s, sucking on however much Dave would give him. But Dave wanted to kiss, kept pulling his tongue back, gasping in air and working their lips together.
Russ kept stroking Dave’s cock, tracing the veins and the rim of his cock head, smearing the precome around the smooth head.
“Lover, are you ready?”
“Yes.” Russ reached over his head, pawing for the strip of condoms he’d seen. Dave grunted, pulling their mouths apart so he could reach them. He tore the package open with his teeth, then passed the rubber to Russ.
Russ had to flip it over several times to find the right side. “Geeze. Who thought you could forget which way a condom’s supposed to go?”
He got it on right and pushed it down, feeling Dave’s cock surge as the latex unrolled.
“Mmm!” He was kissed hard, pushed up the bed into the pillows. “David.”
“Love you touching me. No.” Dave stopped Russ from rolling over, instead grabbed a pillow to slide under his ass. “I wanna see your face.”
Russ lay back, lifting up his butt. He spread his legs as Dave crawled over him, covering him. They paused, staring at each other. Dave was on all fours, his overworked muscles even more pronounced. Russ lay on his back, tilted open, his inner thighs gripping Dave’s legs. They were both panting, rapid heartbeats evident in the soft pulsing of their dicks, brushing against each other. They ignored it all as they stared at each other.
Russ broke first, reaching up to cup Dave’s face, his thumb running over the strong cheek. “God, I missed you.”
Dave closed his eyes, his head bowing down. “Lover, Russ, I—I’m so sorry….”
“No.” Russ shook his head. “Don’t apologize. Just….” “Fuck me” seemed so crass. “David, please.”
Dave fell forward and kissed him, searching and slow. Russ adjusted, hiking his legs higher on Dave’s thighs. The kiss got faster, rougher. Dave’s hand moved down between them, and Russ felt the pressure of something thicker than fingers at his entrance. He broke the kiss and sucked in air, willing himself to relax. It always felt so big. And it had been so long, and he wasn’t loose enough, but…. “Don’t stop.”
“Russ.”
Russ sucked in a breath and found some part of Dave to cling to. “Not going anywhere. Don’t you dare pull out.”
Dave petted him, nuzzling his neck and stroking his hair and whatever other parts he could reach while Russ adjusted. God, it had been long enough the pressure of getting penetrated made him go soft. But it didn’t douse his desire. Russ stroked his hand down Dave’s spine.
Dave grunted and rocked forward.
“Yeah.” Russ breathed out and stroked Dave’s back again. It was Pavlovian: he stroked, Dave rocked. And it felt so good. So good, having that hard cock inside him. Dave’s cock.
“Russ?” Dave lifted up enough to look down at him.
“I’m good.”
“You are.” Dave was rocking his hips on his own now, and Russ grinned at the tug and push in his ass.
Russ ran his hands down Dave’s torso, able to explore now, no children or mothers lurking to interrupt or disapprove. He traced all the new furrows in Dave’s torso, outlining every muscle.
Dave adjusted
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