Gunner tightened up, but Chas murmured encouragement to relax him as he rubbed the oil all around Gunner’s anus. Gently, he slipped the tip of a finger inside the tight ring of muscle.
“Easy, babe. I’m not going to fuck you, but I am going to show you where your prostate is and some things that will feel good to do with it.”
He reached down with his left hand to clasp Gunner’s hard, heavy cock from behind and stroke his oiled fist down its length as he slipped the index finger of his right hand a little deeper into Gunner’s ass. In and out with his finger, up and down with his fist. He stroked Gunner’s body until the man vibrated with pleasure beneath him.
He shifted his fist to Gunner’s scrotum, rubbing oil into it as he probed more deeply with his finger, hooking it forward to stroke Gunner’s prostate from the inside.
“Holy shit,” Gunner panted.
“Like that?”
“Uhh… huh,” he managed to say.
Cognizant that the man had no experience at all with this stuff, Chas was gentle in slipping a second finger into Gunner’s ass. The invaded muscles clenched hard around his fingers at first, but he went back to stroking Gunner’s cock until the muscles relaxed. Twisting his fingers around inside Gunner’s body, he continued to stroke Gunner from the inside in time with his pumping fist on the outside.
Gunner grabbed a pillow and buried his face in it, groaning and swearing in a steady stream now. Triumph surged through Chas. He loved giving Gunner so much pleasure, loved seeing Gunner share his body with him like this, loved the trust Gunner gave him. When the man seemed coiled on the verge of an epic orgasm, Chas leaned over him and murmured in his ear, “What do you want, Gunner? Do you have a fantasy you’d like to make come true?”
“Sometimes—” Gunner’s voice hitched, and he continued, “Sometimes I dream about you naked. Begging me to fuck you. And I, umm—” Another sharp inhalation of breath. “—I, umm, bend you over. Press your face into the mattress and, umm, take you.”
“Ahh, sweet Gunner. Why didn’t you tell me ages ago?”
Chas rolled off Gunner and stood up beside the bed. Gunner rolled onto his back, and his erection stood straight up, throbbing eagerly. In one fast, aggressive move, Gunner came to his feet beside him. Chas held out the bottle of baby oil, and Gunner took it.
“Bend over,” Gunner told him a little hesitantly.
Smiling, Chas bent over and placed his elbows on the mattress. Gunner stepped back and stared at him for a long time. Frankly, it was a turn-on to be on display like this for his lover. He knew Gunner was devouring the sight of his lean, fit body and his ass sticking up in the air, begging to be fucked.
“Spread your legs,” Gunner ordered a little more confidently.
He complied.
“Umm.” Gunner hesitated, and Chas waited out what he wanted next. “Spread your cheeks for me.”
Smiling, Chas rested his forehead on the mattress and reached back to spread his asscheeks. His entire body quivered with excitement at being this open and vulnerable to Gunner.
He never heard Gunner step close to him, and he jumped as a trickle of baby oil splashed on his asshole. Then big, blunt fingers rubbed it around, dipping down lower to oil his taint and rub around his testicles. His own erection jumped hungrily, banging against the edge of the mattress.
“Turned on, are you?” Gunner murmured, gripping Chas’s dick and treating it to a lovely layer of oil too. He had to give Gunner credit. The man was a fast learner and had paid close attention to Chas’s earlier lesson. But then, so had he. He propped himself on his elbows once more and looked over his shoulder at the magnificent man standing naked and aroused behind him.
“Fuck me, Gunner. Please. Bend me over and split me wide open. Fuck me until I can’t stand.”
Gunner groaned under his breath.
A large hand grasped the back of Chas’s neck and pushed his face down to the mattress strongly enough that he couldn’t have fought back if he’d wanted to, but gently enough not to hurt him in the least.
He heard the rip of a condom packet, and then another stream of oil hit his ass. “Are you ready for this?” Gunner ground out. The guy was obviously fighting for self-control, which made Chas’s dick jump with anticipation. He was so getting fucked.
“I’m all yours,” he panted.
Gunner’s cock touched his asshole. It was big and blunt and hard as steel. It pushed against his entrance, and he took a deep breath while telling his body to relax. Be open. Accept the invasion. It was right on the verge of painful, but the plentiful lubrication did its job. The tip of Gunner’s cock lodged inside the sphincter of his ass.
“You okay?” Gunner grunted.
“Yeah. Great,” he panted.
Gunner pushed in a little farther. “You good?”
“Hell yeah,” he groaned.
Gunner gripped his hips in both hands and pulled back as his cock pushed steadily forward. In one smooth, incredible stroke, Gunner seated himself balls-deep in Chas’s ass. And it was so fantastic, Chas wanted to weep for joy.
His muscles accommodated the invasion quickly, adjusting to Gunner’s size and heft, clenching and unclenching around the very large cock now firmly lodged in his body.
Gunner withdrew partway and sheathed himself to the hilt again, a little more firmly this time.
“Yes. Yes,” he chanted.
Gunner retreated and filled him again. With each stroke, Chas’s entire body quivered a little more, his own erection filled a little tighter, and delirium took over a little more of his mind.
“Fuck me, Gunner. For the love of God, fuck me.”
Gunner slammed home hard, and Chas groaned aloud. Gunner’s hands tightened on his hips, pulling rhythmically as he rammed into Chas’s body over and over. Chas hadn’t fully appreciated just how strong Gunner was until all that strength was unleashed on him in the most delicious way. He felt completely safe in Gunner’s hands, but he also had never been fucked with this strength and stamina before. Thank God he stayed fit and strong himself.
On and on it went. He had a massive orgasm somewhere in the middle of it, and his body recovered and his dick filled and hardened a second time, so sensitized by the first orgasm he literally shouted with pleasure as Gunner slammed into him with abandon.
At some point he realized his legs had collapsed and that Gunner was pressing him down into the mattress, using him and taking him so completely that he lost the ability to form words. Pleasure tore through him so violently that he wasn’t sure where his body ended and Gunner’s began. He knew only that their joining was so ecstatically incredible, he couldn’t feel anything else. Just that iron cock claiming his body and taking it with such authority, with such possessive ownership, that he was sure he would never be the same again. Gunner owned his body now and forever, and no one else would ever claim it, claim him, like this again.
An eternity later, when he was so overtaken with pleasure that he couldn’t stand one more iota of it, Gunner stiffened behind him. His whole body arched into Chas’s, and Chas felt the hot gush of Gunner coming deep, deep inside him. With a shout of his own, he came a second time, a hot spurt of pleasure that was more than his overwrought nerves could register. He passed out momentarily, pleasured into a little death unlike anything he’d ever experienced.