Page 38 of Fluffing the Stallion

When I step in the apartment, a box in my hands, I notice the lights are turned down low and soft music is coming from the bedroom. Walking slowly, I round the corner and almost swallow my tongue. There on the bed, Yuri waits for me, completely naked with his legs spread, fingering his hole.

I drop the box to the floor, glad it doesn’t contain glassware.

With his free hand, Yuri crooks a finger at me, beckoning me over. As if my feet have a mind of their own, I walk over to him before my brain gives the command, mesmerized by the sight before me. How his fingers are disappearing into his ass is one of the sexiest sights I’ve ever seen.

Climbing onto the bed, I rest between his legs, watching. I scoop up the bottle of lube and coat my fingers, still not looking away. When they’re nice and slick, I remove Yuri’s fingers and replace them with my own.

Immediately, his hole clamps around my digits and I groan at the tight feel of him. He’s so hot here.

Bending his legs at the knees, Yuri pulls his legs up, moaning as I play with him. I look up at him, mesmerized. “Is this what you wanted? For me to finger your tight, pretty ass?”

I look down at his hairy asshole, licking my lips at the sight. I’m not sure why it’s so fucking sexy, to see him with hair there, but it is. I can’t get enough.

Like he does to me when he’s in my ass, I crook my fingers, feeling for that soft, spongy part inside him that he told me about. I know I’ve found it when he yelps, rolling his hips against my fingers.

Yuri tosses his head back, panting. “I want to feel you cock in me, Clay. I want you to fuck me.”

Surging up, I slam my mouth on his, taking his mouth greedily as I finger fuck him with purpose. Yuri grips my shirt, pulling me as close as I can get while I’m stretching his hole for my dick.

Over and over, I find that spot inside and press against it, trying to drive him wild.

Snatching his mouth away, Yuri grips my wrist for me to stop. “Take off your clothes and get in me.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice.

I eagerly strip out of my clothes, eager to feel Yuri’s hole clamping around my cock like it did my fingers. With shaky hands from my excitement, I slide the condom down my shaft.

Lying on my back, I motion him over. “Can you ride me? I want to watch how you move with my dick in you.” I also never fucked a guy before and I don’t want to fuck up. I need to build up to being able to please Yuri like he pleases me.

Crawling over to me, Yuri throws his leg over my hips and straddles me. His big cock is flushed red, the head looking as if he’ll blow at any moment. I want to grab it, to jerk him off so I can feel the velvet hardness on my palm, but I need to wait. I want to be inside him while I’m touching his cock. Knowing how fast I can get him off, I don’t think he wants me to touch him until he’s inside me either.

Standing my dick up, Yuri sinks down onto me, drawing in inch after inch of my hard shaft. I watch in fascination, trying to concentrate on something else while he takes me into his tight heat.

A groan drifts out of me when he’s fully seated on my dick. I’ve never felt something so good in my life. I roam my hands over his hard body, through the dips of his abs and up to his hard pecs. I tweak his nipples while Yuri throws his head back, rolling his hips gingerly.

“It’s been a while since I’ve been fucked,” he mutters, slowly rising up and down. “But fuck, I wanted you like this for so long.” Yuri looks down at me and I can see the heat and desire in his gaze. “You feel just as good as I imagined.”

I swallow thickly, not able to formulate words. I can’t think of anything else but how good Yuri feels.

Reaching around, I grab his ass cheeks, guiding him up and down my hard length. He’s a fucking vision on top of me like this. I watch his cock bob up and down as he rides me, his precum rolling down his shaft and some landing on my belly.

I look down to where we meet and I have to swallow hard. It’s obscene how my cock looks appearing and disappearing inside of him. I never thought I’d see the day when I fucked Yuri. I was not prepared today to be the day I got to feel the inside of him, but fuck it, we’re here now.

Yuri grinds down on me and I see fucking stars. I’ve never felt anything so fucking amazing. Not able to take much more of him riding me into oblivion, I wrap my arms around Yuri and roll him onto his back. I push his legs back to his chest, practically bending him in half and plow his ass.

He keens, tossing his head back and groaning every time I slide home. Yuri grabs the back of his thighs, holding himself open while I watch my dick go in and out of him. I’m fucking awestruck, watching him take my dick with ease.

“Clay …” Yuri groans and I meet his eyes. “Fuck … you feel good inside me, Clay. So fucking good.”

I bite my bottom lip, the pain distracting me from the orgasm that threatened to shoot out of me before I was prepared. This can’t be over so soon. I need to make it last, need Yuri to cum because of my dick. Then and only then can I climax.

Slowing down, I bend down until I meet his lips, kissing him deeply. Yuri lets go of his legs and wraps them and his arms around me, moaning into the kiss as I move languidly in and out of him. I touch him all over, the feel of his soft and heated skin cranking me up as much as the fast fucking did. Yuri feels indescribable. Every part of him, not just where I’m impaling him.

Our bodies move together, slick with sweat. Yuri holds me close, our lips working together as we plunder each other’s mouths.

Pulling my lips from his, I rub a thumb over his lower lip as I fuck him in slower strokes. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Yuri.”

He whimpers, biting into his bottom lip.

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