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brought out a long groan of pleasure from Chauncey.
    Finally, just as he could sense Chauncey was on the edge, Brody pulled back Chauncey’s cock, making a loud popping noise as it slipped free. Chauncey let out a growl of frustration as he shot a questioning look at Brody.
“I want you to fuck me now,” Brody explained, slightly breathlessly.
     
“Turn around but still stay on your hands and knees. You look so perfect that way.”
    Brody obeyed, his ass nearly hanging over the edge of the bed like some kind of wanton offering. He tensed as he heard the cap of the lube being opened a second before a slicked finger was pressed to his hole.
    “I should take this opportunity to give you the spanking you’ve been begging for,” Chauncey threatened as he slowly began to sink the finger in.
Pleasure shot through Brody. He gasped, his back arching slightly. “You wouldn’t dare.”
    That comment earned him a slap on his right cheek. While it didn’t sting, it did shock him. Brody yelped as his hands curled into the sheets. “What in the hell do you think you’re doing?”
    That garnered him another slap, this time to the left. It stung, but as strange as it seemed, it also felt good. So much so, that Brody tilted his ass up for more. Chauncey let out a dark laugh before he delivered two more blows, each one landing on an alternating cheek. “Looks like my brat knows what he deserves.”
    My brat. How was it that an annoying nickname could all of the sudden sound so nice when it had a simplem yattached to it? Brody let out a choked sob because of the emotions whirling around inside him. The sob turned into a gasp when Chauncey thrust a second finger inside him.
    “Fuck, you should see how pretty and red your ass looks right now.” Chauncey ran a palm down the warm, stinging flesh.
“Please, Chauncey. I need it now,” Brody panted as he dropped to his elbows.
     
“You need what?”
    Brody let out a snarl. Was the dork really going to be like this while they were in the middle of fucking? Brody turned his head to snap back a comment, but instead let out a wail of pleasure as Chauncey plunged in a third finger, this time twisting his wrist so he brushed against Brody’s sweet spot.
“I need your cock. Please, give it to me.”
    Brody felt certain he’d feel some shame for begging like he was, but at the moment, he didn’t care. All he could think about was how he could convince Chauncey to fuck him senseless, finally.
“I guess since you said please so nicely, I can reward you,” Chauncey said.
    Brody wanted to weep with relief when Chauncey pulled his fingers free and grabbed the condom. Brody reached down and stroked himself as Chauncey put it on, adding some slick before he lined up the tip to Brody’s opening.
“Give it to me,” Brody repeated as he began to stroke himself faster.
    Chauncey’s hand came down once more and Brody let out a cry that morphed into a groan as he felt Chauncey’s cock slowly filling him. Brody threw his head back, the burn from being stretched mixing with the heady feeling of finally having Chauncey inside him.
    “God, you weren’t kidding when you said it’s been a long time. You’re so damn tight,” Chauncey moaned as he slowly began to thrust in and out.
“Not so long that I’ll break if you give it to me hard. Fuck me like you mean it.”
     
“You really are bossy.”
    Despite the admonishment, Chauncey relented and gave Brody what he wanted. Using one hand to grip Brody’s hip in a bruising hold, Chauncey began to pound into him.
Brody shouted his pleasure as he began to rock back to meet Chauncey halfway.
     
“Yes, just like that,” Brody panted.
    Chauncey stretched out his free hand and grabbed Brody’s hair. Brody arched his neck back, his hand faltering on his cock for a moment before he recovered and got his rhythm back.
“Come for me. Scream my name,” Chauncey growled into Brody’s ear.
    That ripped the last bit of Brody’s self-control to shreds.