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Fuck.

How was he this disarming? Even while he was submitting to my every whim, there was still something so playful about him, something so present. I’d never experienced anything like it before, someone so submissive while still holding their own.

Someone who always presented a challenge.

A challenge.

I went still at the realization, at the sudden understanding that even though things with Parker felt strangely familiar, I’d never been with a man before. While I’d have nothing to compare Parker to, there could’ve been a laundry list of experiences Parker could compare me to, mentally cataloging me among his best or his worst.

A few seconds later, I shook myself out of it, finally grabbing the condom out of the drawer. I convinced myself that if I was doing a bad job, Parker would have no problem letting me know, his frankness typically shining through with no effort. I placed the condom into one of Parker’s palms, before I sat back on the bed, waiting.

“Put it on me,” I said, filling in the gaps I was certain had just appeared in Parker’s head. “Roll it down my cock.”

Parker nodded and rolled the condom down my cock, his movements thoughtful, like he wanted to make sure he got it absolutely right. When he was finished, I pressed him back toward the bed, but was met with resistance, his frame not complying with my unspoken command.

“Wait.” Parker held up a finger, soon shuffling away from the bed, entirely. He moved toward his things in the corner, rustling through them before he pulled out a small, clear bottle. When he came back, he placed the small bottle into my grip, which was when I immediately realized that it was lube.

“You should probably use that on me first,” he suggested, before he shifted back into place in front of me.

Right. Of course.

I took a deep breath as I pushed his legs back toward him, giving me complete access to his waiting hole. I then spread the lube across my palm, rubbing my hands together, warming it before I brought a finger toward him. I started to massage his hole, running the lube across it, wanting to make sure that he was truly ready for my cock…

And then, I slipped a finger fully inside of him.

“Nicholas! Fuck!” Parker groaned as his head fell back against the pillows. Satisfied with myself and his reaction, I began to move my finger, gently thrusting it in and out of his sensitive hole, loving the way he writhed against the bed.

A second finger soon joined the first, still moving in and out, stretching him until he could’ve comfortably taken every inch of my cock. Parker seemed to be lost in the pleasure of it all, his eyes closed as his hips bucked against my fingers, like he was trying to get them even deeper inside of him.

Just as Parker shamelessly bucked his hips yet again, I replaced my fingers with my cock, pushing up to meet him as he came down against me.

“Fuck! Oh, my God…” Parker cried out as I grabbed for either side of his waist, keeping him in place as I started to move.

My pace was merciless, without giving Parker a chance to match it, without giving him a chance to catch his breath. I was mesmerized by the look on his face, the way his mouth fell open with moan after moan, the way his eyes were completely blown out by desire, like he never wanted this to end.

Fuck.

I didn’t think I wanted it to end, either.

“Nicholas… Nicholas…” My name was on Parker’s lips, as his cock bounced against my stomach with my every thrust. “I can’t… I can’t…”

“Yes, you can, Parker,” I replied, still fucking him just as hard as before. “You can take this. You can handle every fucking inch of me.”

Parker whimpered underneath me, his bouncing cock now leaking with precome. A few more thrusts and his come was spraying all against my chest, marking my skin with white rope after white rope. I watched as his hands desperately grasped for the sheets as he came, twisting them between his fingers as he completely fell apart for me, as he gave me everything he had.

Fuck.

That was so fucking hot.

I thrust against him a few more times, my own shaft surging with pleasure as I finished inside him. When all was said and done, I collapsed beside him on the bed, my breaths heavy and deep as I called on a breathing technique that I’d picked up during my days as an athlete.

“That was…” Parker started, his words trailing off. “I mean… Fuck.”

“Fuck, indeed.” I nodded in agreement, my mind still blown from the encounter. “You’re something else, you know that, Parker?”

“Something else like what?”

“Something else like I don’t know,” I admitted, before letting out a small laugh. “I just… I know that I really like fucking you.”

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