“I want you inside me. Please. Fuck me,” he begs.
“We need a condom,” I remind him.
“Do we?” he asks, his voice strained and his muscles tense as he continues to grind his ass against my cock temptingly.
I dig my fingers into his waist, licking the water droplets off his skin and fighting the urge to sink into him bare. We had the safe sex talk, and after that we both got tested and traded results. There’s no reason not to go bare, except…
Except I never have before and I’m afraid when things finally end, it will be one more thing that makes it hard to get over him.
“Yeah, we do,” I insist, my voice full of gravel as I force myself to pull away from him and shut off the water. “Come on, the bed will be better anyway.”
We dry off hastily and then hurry into the bedroom. He pulls open the top drawer of his dresser and tosses a condom and bottle of lube onto the bed before crawling on himself.
I squirt some lube onto my fingers and rub it around a little with my thumb to warm it up. Ev looks a million kinds of perfect, naked, and spread out on the bed in front of me, his knees bent and spread, his hips tilted so I can get the barest peek at his hole.
Nervousness and hunger dances in his eyes as he watches me, his chest still as he holds his breath and waits. His cock is flushed with arousal and so hard it’s all I can do to keep from jumping on him and sinking down until he’s balls deep inside me. Next time.
I shuffle between his thick, hairy thighs, and he spreads them wider, biting down on his bottom lip with his eyes glued to me. He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobs, and as soon as I put a hand on the inside of his thigh, his cock jumps, dripping precum onto his stomach.
My heart goes wild, every nerve ending in my body seeming to wake up all at once as I drag my slicked finger over his already relaxed hole. An array of emotions flickers over his face as I tease his entrance with my finger the same way I’ve already used my tongue.
Ev’s eyelids flutter closed as I slip my finger inside of him, his channel clamping tight around the invasion before relaxing.
“I can take more,” he says, his voice rough and deep, his hands clenched around the bedspread.
“I remember,” I joke, picturing the night I had three fingers inside of him, fishing the vibrator out.
A blush rises on his cheeks, and he laughs, his hole tightening at the same time. I lean forward and kiss him as I slide my finger deeper, making sure he’s nice and relaxed before I add a second. His moans are muffled by my tongue as I drag my thumb along his sensitive rim while I fuck two fingers in and out of him, crooking them in search of his prostate.
“Fuck, Wats,” he groans, thrusting his hips, his cock jerking when I hit just the right spot. “Oh god, please, please, please.”
The naked vulnerability and need dancing across his face is almost enough to undo me all on its own.
“Roll over,” I say, pulling my fingers out carefully and reaching for the condom.
He gets into position, spreading his knees and arching his back, while I suit up. My cock jerks at the sight, heat rushing over my body as I shuffle forward and palm his taut, gorgeous ass cheeks.
“Ready?” I check.
“Beyond ready,” he answers.
I line my cock up with his relaxed, slick hole, and he stops breathing, his whole body going still all at once.
“Relax,” I murmur, running a soothing hand along his spine and using my fingers to tease his hole one more time to make sure he doesn’t tense too much. He lets out a shaky breath, and I’m suddenly overwhelmed with the warring feelings of wishing I could see his face when I finally push inside him and being glad to have this small amount of emotional distance to protect my heart.
I lean forward and press a soft kiss to the middle of his back, right between his shoulder blades, and slowly ease forward, stretching him open with the head of my cock as I enter him.
“Wats,” he gasps my name, his entrance clamping tight, his fists clenching over his head, all of his muscles tensing at once.
I hold still and continue to kiss him, peppering my lips over every inch of his skin I can reach, waiting patiently for him to take a few deep breaths and relax enough for me to keep going.
His skin is damp with a combination of water from our shower and beads of sweat starting to form as he forces himself to take long breaths, little by little calming his body down.
“Don’t stop,” he whispers.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I assure him, stealing one more taste of his skin before leaning back and watching my cock disappear deeper inside of him, his hole stretched around my shaft. The sight alone is enough to tighten my balls and stoke the fire deep in my gut.
When my hips are flush against his ass, my cock throbs, his inner muscles tight around me, his body trembling as he drags in shaky breaths.
“Okay?” I check.
“Mm,” he grunts. “It’s a little weird, but don’t stop.”
I chuckle. “Let’s see if we can do better than weird, shall we?”
He nods, and I slowly ease back out, reaching one hand around to wrap around his cock. His shaft is slick with precum, but some of the hardness has flagged, so I stroke him with a tight grip, coaxing his erection back to life.
The sounds he’s making gradually turn from cautious to deep, needy sounds, resounding from the depths of his chest as he bucks his hips to meet my quickening thrusts.
The bed creaks as I fuck him, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I pound him, my other hand still on his cock, stroking him in time with my thrusts. His moans echo off the walls, desperate and needy and just a little bit surprised like he can’t believe how good this feels.
“Oh, fuck, Wats, fuck,” he groans, clenching his fists around the pillow and pressing his face into it. “Right there, just like that.”
“I’ve got you,” I promise him, thrusting deeper, harder, nailing his prostate with every pass.
“I’m…I’m…ungh,” he cries out, his inner muscles spasming around me as he throws his head back and moans. Sticky, thick ropes of his cum coat my fingers as I fuck him through his orgasm.
The pulsing of his ass around me makes it impossible to fight off my own orgasm, my thrusts stuttering as the tight ball of heat deep in my stomach explodes, rushing through my body like a raging inferno. I let out a loud roar, burying my cock deep inside the tight clench of his ass and letting go.
My hips twitch helplessly as I ride out wave after wave of pleasure before sagging forward against Ev.
His legs wobble and the two of us topple onto the bed. It takes a few seconds, but I manage to roll off of him, taking off the condom and tossing it onto the floor beside the bed.
“So, how about that dinner?” I suggest when I finally catch my breath.
Ev chuckles. “Yup, just as soon as I can feel any part of my body again.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” I say, scooting closer and kissing the center of his chest.
“Very much,” he agrees.
We lay there a few minutes before Ev sits up and looks at me with so much affection and tenderness it’s hard to remember to breathe. My heart stutters to a stop as he opens his mouth, the stupid, hopeful part of my brain sure he’s about to say something important.
“I—” he clears his throat. “I have to pee.”