Page 122 of The Home Game

“Think you can come this way?” Antoni asked breathlessly, intrigued by the idea of trying. “Or do you want my hand?”

“Neither.”

Antoni must have made a disappointed noise because Matty shifted, pulling away and turning to face him. He dragged Antoni to his feet and tugged him close, their wet bodies sliding together.

Matty kissed his cheek. “No, hey, we can do that another time. I just really want to fuck you.” Matty reached down, kneading his ass. “But only if you want.”

“Oh, I want,” Antoni said fervently. Did he want to try to make Matty come with his mouth? Obviously. But the thought of Matty’s thick cock filling him was so good it sent a shiver down his spine.

This time, he was the one hurriedly tugging Matty along as he turned off the shower and toweled dry.

Before he left the bathroom, Antoni took a swig of mouthwash, in case making out with a guy who had rimmed him weirded Matty out.

Their skin was still pretty damp as they tumbled onto the bed and Antoni immediately reached for the nightstand drawer. Matty petted his skin while he fumbled around for the lube and Antoni finally flung one of the vibrating dildos on the floor in his annoyance when it got in the way.

“Is that a toy?” Matty asked, sounding intrigued.

“Yeah. Don’t ask me how many times I used that on myself thinking about you,” Antoni muttered.

Matty groaned. “Fuck, really?”

“Mmhmm.” Antoni pulled out the lube with a relieved sigh.

He turned to look at Matty, who stared so intently it made Antoni shiver. “Can I use it on you sometime?” Matty asked, his big hand wrapped around his thick cock.

Antoni moaned. “Yes, fuck yes, but not right now. I need your dick in me first. Hey, do you want me to open myself up or do you want to do it?” he asked, sliding a pillow under his hips.

“I want to.” Matty reached for the lube and shifted until he knelt between Antoni’s thighs.

Antoni was a little surprised by how sure and deft Matty was as he slicked his fingers and slipped them between his cheeks but it occurred to him that perhaps Matty had experience at this, even if he’d never fucked a guy.

Antoni moaned at the first slide of Matty’s fingers across his hole and the gentle but steady pressure when he pushed inside. Matty leaned down to kiss him, fucking him with two fingers. Antoni’s head went hazy with pleasure when he added another.

It wasn’t long before Antoni’s cock was leaking and he couldn’t stop moaning against Matty’s mouth, rocking on his thick fingers. “Fuck me,” he whispered. “God, Matty I need you. Fuck me please.”

As they dried off after their shower, they’d talked about testing and going without condoms, so there was nothing more to do but for Matty to slick his cock and position it at Antoni’s entrance. He ran a big broad palm across Antoni’s stomach, grasping the base of his dick with the other, then easing inside.

Antoni’s eyes fluttered at the stretch to his rim, needy chills racing across his body when Matty pressed in deeper.

“Matty,” he groaned and Matty braced himself, rocking his hips in shallow little thrusts that lit up Antoni’s body but weren’t nearly enough. “More.”

Antoni wrapped his legs around Matty’s hips and dug his hands into his shoulders. He urged him on, crying out when Matty finally moved like he wanted.

Antoni was overwhelmed by the slick drag and the way the flared head of Matty’s cock tugged at his rim when he pulled nearly all the way out before plunging in again.

It was so good it shocked the breath from Antoni’s lungs, and he clutched at Matty’s arms, blunt nails scraping across his skin, sliding a little where he was sweaty. He muttered nonsense, letting it all fall from his mouth without shame.

Pleasure welled up from deep within him, tugging at his belly, spreading across his skin, consuming him until he was lost in it. He cried out, gripping Matty tighter every time he nailed the perfect angle.

“Fuck, fuck, Antoni, I’m close,” Matty said with a desperate groan.

Antoni pried his eyes open to see Matty’s skin sheened with sweat, his face pink with the effort of holding back, and he clenched around Matty just to see his lips part as he gasped.

“Yeah, come in me,” Antoni urged. “I want it.”

“But you …” Matty trembled.

“I’m almost there,” Antoni promised. Antoni reached down to grasp his cock but Matty shifted, bracing on one arm and wrapping his hand around his cock.

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