Page 52 of Sebastian

“Sebastian, what are you doing?” he screeched as he clung to my shoulders.

I wrapped his legs around my waist and pressed him against the wall once again so our hips ground together.

“I’m showing you one of my favorite positions. I really like doing it standing up, but with our size difference it would be difficult. So, problem solved.”

“Problem not solved.” He slapped my chest then clung to me with all four limbs like half an octopus. “You need to be careful. Your leg still isn’t fully healed yet.”

My lower leg still ached in the cast, but the sweet relief of finally being able to bend my knee again drowned out any pain I felt. The rubber traction on the bottom of the boot even let me stand on the shower’s slick tiles without much trouble.

I distracted Newt with pressing little kisses over his cheeks, one for every freckle.

“It’s fine. You’re light as a feather. I won’t break just from this.”

He opened his mouth, obviously about to argue some more, so I pressed my mouth to his again.

Our moans echoed off the shower walls as we rutted and ground against each other. My cock throbbed with desire from the teasing stimulation, and I wanted nothing more than to be buried inside him right that moment.

While Newt clung to me with both arms and legs, I was able to free one hand in order to palm his ass and slowly inch my fingers toward his hole. He gasped and accidentally bit my lip when I brushed my fingers over his rim, but the jolt of unexpected pain only excited me even more.

Very carefully, I slid one finger inside him. With only water and soap for lube, I had to go slower than usual. Pushing one finger in and out of him, I waited until I felt his muscles soften and relax before adding a second digit and repeating the process. He squirmed and mewled, but never let go of me or tried to make me stop.

Judging by the arousal standing tall between his legs, he was just as excited by the new position as I was.

Finally, after several minutes of work, he was ready for me. However, as I grabbed more soap to slick up my cock, I realized a problem.

“Shit. We don’t have...” Growling in frustration, I tipped my forehead to lean against his. “There aren’t any condoms in the shower.”

We panted against each other, sucking in humid air as our breaths mixed with the steam of the shower.

Newt twisted a lock of my hair around his finger. “You know, I’ve seen your medical records. I know you’re clean. If you believe me when I say that I am as well, we wouldn’t need to use protection.”

I gripped him tighter and practically crushed him against the wall. “I believe you. Are you sure?”

He nodded, then blushed and buried his face against my shoulder. “I want...” His voice cracked and he tried again. “I want to feel you with no barriers.”

The image his words invoked set my blood boiling inside my veins. “Fuck yes. Just you wait, baby. You’re going to feel all of me.”

Given the green light, I wasted no time preparing myself. I readjusted my grip on Newt, so my cock lined up easily with his entrance. The head of my shaft rubbed against his rim, teasing him for a moment, but neither of us were patient enough to wait. He moaned and hooked his hands behind my neck to pull me closer. I could barely hear his breathless voice over the sound of the shower as he begged me to hurry up.

It was a demand I was happy to meet. With one solid thrust, I pushed inside his sweet tight heat.

The new position, with Newt’s legs bent upward to wrap around my waist, made him tighter than usual. I groaned as I slowly sank into him. His inner muscles gripped my dick so tight I feared I was hurting him, but he only moaned and begged for more.

Once I was all the way inside, I started with little thrusts, barely pulling out at all before burying myself back inside. Even such a small drag of skin against skin sent shocks of pleasure up my spine.

Newt pleaded with each thrust.

“So. Good. Sebastian. More.”

Our mouths locked together in another kiss, and I picked up the pace. With each new thrust, I pulled out a little more until the entire length of my cock was plunging in and out of his eager body.

Newt screamed into the kiss and dug his nails into my skin. It seemed I had found a particularly good spot. Thrusting back in at the same angle, I hit that spot again and he wailed.

It was a fun new game. Hit the target and win a prize.

I drove into him, focusing on every breathy moan and rough grunt he made. His sounds were a map, leading me to the culmination of his pleasure. My own orgasm almost didn’t matter, though I could feel it slowly approaching as a coil of desire turned tighter and tighter in my stomach. As long as I could see him fall apart in my arms, I would be satisfied.

He finally fell off the cliff, crying out my name, the sound of it bouncing off the shower walls. I watched with rapt fascination as his blue eyes lost focus and clouded with ecstasy. He clung to me so tightly, wet skin desperately digging into wet skin, and I couldn’t help but follow him a moment later. My climax hit me hard and fast, and I buried my face against his hair as I emptied myself inside his clutching walls.

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