it. This is what
you want. Let yourself feel it.”
“I can’t take it. Been such a fucking long time.” Gavin panted
even as he curved into the tight hold Brad had on his shoulder. His
face was hot, his eyes shut tightly as Brad pushed deeper into him,
forcing him to feel the intense pleasure that was so good it hurt.
“Fuck! Oh shit. I can’t—”
“Breathe,” Brad reminded him, squeezing Gavin’s shoulder.
“And push out. It’l help.”
Gavin fought to do both those things, and it eased the slide of
Brad’s cock until Brad was buried bals-deep in him. Their
breathing was heavy and labored, the passion pulsing between them
brighter than ever, but both of them stiled for a moment to savor
the connection.
“You feel so good.” Brad moaned, leaning over Gavin
heavily. He tangled his fingers in Gavin’s hair once more, tugging his
head back to whisper in his ear, “You’re so fucking tight, so hot, so
goddamned sexy. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you.”
“God, me too,” Gavin admitted, fighting to relax so he could
feel something past the pleasure and tightness in his muscles. “I’ve
wanted you—this—for years and fuck, but it feels good. Too
good.”
Brad gave a low hum of agreement, words obviously
escaping him. He started moving again, fucking Gavin’s ass slowly
as if stil giving him time to adjust. Gavin gasped, a shudder going
from head to toe when Brad’s cock brushed his prostate a second
time. He was more prepared this time, the jolt of pleasure not quite
so shocking but stil al-encompassing. Brad tugged Gavin’s hair
again. He forced his head back and leaned over until Gavin was
looking into dark eyes swirling with hunger.
“I like when you shake for me,” Brad said, his voice laced
with sex and need. “Do you like my cock stretching you, filing you,
owning that tight ass of yours?”
Gavin blinked against the ecstasy. “Yes,” he groaned with a
rasp of pleasure. “I love it.”
Brad pushed his hips tightly against Gavin’s ass, forcing him
to once again feel the ful length and girth of him. Brad’s head fel
forward heavily, his entire body shaking with need. “I wanna slam
into you, Gav. I wanna fuck you hard and fast. Loosen up for me,
baby. Lemme have you.”
Fuck, Gavin wanted that too. Every other time he’d tried this
he’d been drunk and completely detached from the “always in
control” guy he was most of the time. Now it was the euphoria of
Brad, the scent of him, the stretch of his cock buried deep, and the
feel of his body stil heavy over him that pushed him to a different
realm. Escaping stress and work and everything about real life that
weighed on him, Gavin shuddered and gave himself over to the
moment.
Surrendering himself body and soul was a potent aphrodisiac.
Gavin opened himself to be fucked as hard and fast as Brad
wanted. Brad knew it too, obviously feeling the defeat wash over
Gavin. He puled out almost instantly, the slide of that thick cock
making Gavin moan even as he savored the strange mindset of
captivity, where there was nothing to fight and everything to feel.
Brad thrust forward without warning, taking him in a hard,
nearly sadistic plunge. Gavin gasped from the pleasure of it. With
his head wrenched back and his legs spread wide, Gavin
abandoned himself to the ferocious assault. He loved every hard
thrust, relished every gasp of pleasure that burst out of both of
them. Sweat beaded on his temples and ran down the dip in his
back as Brad fucked him in a rough, ruthless way Gavin knew few
men could take.
Lost in the fantasy, relishing the sheer sensuality of being
fucked and owned, Gavin couldn’t help but grab his own cock.
“Hel, yes, get yourself off.” Brad panted over the slap of skin
against skin. His hand fisted tighter in Gavin’s hair, tugging harder.
“Fuck your hand until you come.”
Gavin started jerking himself off fast and furious. His hips
thrust