Page 31 of Fluffing the Stallion

He drags me to his room, laying me out on the bed. Yuri strips my clothes off in seconds, getting me naked and my dick in his mouth.

I moan, threading my fingers through his hair. “Fuck, baby. Just like that.”

Yuri licks the underside of my shaft, trailing his tongue up until he’s at the head of my cock. He licks into my slit, lapping up all the precum that’s leaking because of him. “You taste sweet, baby,” he mutters, then covers my cockhead with his plump lips. He bobs up and down on my dick, jerking me in time to how he’s sucking me off. “Want to come down my throat?” Yuri asks when he pulls off, still tugging on my cock. He deep throats me before I can answer, his throat convulsing around me as he gags.

“Holy fuck. No. I want … fuck. I want …”

“Use your words,” he mutters as he drifts down to lick and suck my balls. Yuri takes them in his hand, tugging them gently. “Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck me. Please, fuck me, baby.”

Smiling up at me, Yuri gives the head of my dick one more kiss before he moves up my body, kissing me hard. He reaches over and fumbles with his nightstand, trying to find the lube. When he does, he slicks his fingers and starts to get me ready.

When he has my hole gaping, loose enough to take his dick, he pats my hip. “Hands and knees baby. I want to watch this fat ass bouncing on my dick.”

I scramble over, getting on my hands and knees, arching my back. A sharp slap resounds on my ass and I groan, looking over my shoulder at Yuri. His eyes are glued to where he slapped my ass. “You look perfect like this, baby. So fucking perfect.” He grabs a condom from the nightstand and rolls it down his cock, adding lube as well.

Since we started fucking, we’ve only done missionary. I’m nervous about taking his dick like this, but I want it. I want him anyway I can have him.

Putting his cock at my entrance, Yuri runs a hand up my back, gripping my shoulder tight. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

“Then what’s taking so long?”

He doesn’t answer, just pushes into my waiting pucker. I hiss, arching my back further against the sting of his intrusion. The burn feels good though and I start to push back against his dick. When he bottoms out, my breath explodes from my lungs. He feels so much bigger this way. It’s like his cock has expanded inside me, filling me up.

Yuri’s hands are soft on my body, touching everywhere he can. I clench my hole, wanting as much of his cock inside me as I can get. Yuri curses, one hand dropping to grip my ass cheek hard. “Don’t do that,” he growls in a lust filled tone. “It’ll be over before it begins if you do.”

“Move, Yuri. Fuck me deep. I want to feel you when I wake up tomorrow.”

Pulling his hips back, Yuri slams into me and I cry out, barely able to keep my balance. Yes. This is exactly what I need. What I crave from him.

His hand is tight on my hip as he fucks into me, his thrusts urgent as he takes me hard. I moan and babble, begging Yuri to fuck me hard, slow down, give me more, kiss my body. He hammers into me, reaching around to stroke my dick while I try to meet him thrust for thrust. My cock is leaking so much precum that it’s practically a puddle under me.

Yuri bends over me, licking the shell of my ear, his groans burrowing into my brain. “Clay, baby,” he mutters, biting my ear lobe. “Fuck. I’m close. Tell me you’re close.”

I nod, moaning as I push back into him. I gyrate my hips, wanting to get him to orgasm before I blow my load on his bed sheets.

When my balls draw up closer to my body, I know I can’t hold back. “I’m coming, Yuri. Oh god!” My release shoots out of me, Yuri jerking the cum from my dick in hard pulls.

Balls empty and body spent, I drop to my belly, unable to hold myself up. Yuri follows me down, still pounding my hole. His thrusts speed up and I cry out at the sensation overload. Just when I think I can’t take more, Yuri roars and I feel his cock jerk and kick inside my hole. He continues to thrust, but they’re shallower and more aborted. He clenches at my hips as he pushes into me, moaning and talking to me as he gets the last jets of his release into me. His muttered words of how I’m beautiful and how good I feel and how much he enjoys me drift over me like a warm blanket.

Drained dry, Yuri falls onto my back, breathing hard in my ear. He kisses my neck and back gently, holding me close like he always does after we come. I’ll never get enough of him.

My cum starts to dry on my belly, becoming uncomfortable. As much as I want to continue to lie here with him, I don’t like the sensation of dry cum. I tap Yuri and he pulls out of me, rolling onto his back. I sit up, wincing at how my hole is throbbing. I’ll definitely feel this tomorrow morning—exactly what I wanted.

I make my way to the bathroom, grabbing a cloth and cleaning my release from my body. After I’m done, I grab one for Yuri, going over to him so I can clean his cock when I remove the condom.

He’s still in the same position as when he rolled off me—flat on his back, arms and legs outstretched. Smiling, I look down at his face, his eyes closed and features relaxed. I clean him up and sit beside him, enjoying the view. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have snagged him, but I’m grateful. My sexy stallion could have anyone he wanted and he chose me.

Thinking of his stage name, I grin at the conversation I had with Jay. Knowing I’m going to shock him, I say, “My brother knows who you are.”

Cracking open an eyelid, Yuri studies my face. “Come again?”

Laughing, I slide closer to him, prop my chin on my hand that’s on his chest and I tell him why Jay was acting so weird. Yuri’s shocked expression makes me laugh even harder.

“Does he know how we met?” he asks in a high-pitched voice.

“Yeah.” Yuri’s eyes grow wide and I follow up with, “Tommy do too.”

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