Page 51 of Footlights and Forever

“Austin I can walk,” I yelled, bouncing against his shoulder.

“But then I couldn’t do this,” he laughed, swatting my butt.

Barging back into our bedroom, he threw me on my back onto the bed below. He stood at the end of the bed in an almost Superman-like pose, surveying the sight before him like he was looking at an all-you-can-eat buffet. His long, thick, hard cock bobbed obscenely in front of him, a single strand of precum falling from the tip and pooling on the floor below. My mouth filling with saliva.

“Now where to start,” he mused.

I scurried quickly to the end of the bed, throwing my legs off the side and pulling him between my open legs. “You’ve had your fun, now I get to have mine.”

Not allowing him a moment to think I pulled him closer towards me and swallowed his dick into my throat. His hands came up to cradle my face, his fingers slipping into my hair. I moaned as a shot of precum burst into my mouth. The deepsweetness was like an elixir that only I got to have. I sucked hard on his prick, my lips wrapped tightly around him as I shuttled him back and forth into my throat.

“Fuck baby if you keep that up, I’m not gonna last,” he groaned, forcing himself deep into my mouth.

I just wanted him on me in any way I could, but preferably I wanted to feel his hard cock slide into my hole. I squeezed my cheeks together again in anticipation. My hole clenched around nothing, waiting to be filled.

“Fuck, I love how you taste,” I whined as his cock slipped from my mouth. “Please, just a little longer.” I begged. He nodded, lifting his dick and feeding it to me.

I continued to make love to his dick until I felt him begin to tap gently on my shoulder. Getting my last few licks in, I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft. The heavy meat pushed down against the flesh of my tongue like a solid weight.

He walked towards the bed, pushing me back down. I scurried upwards until my head rested on my pillow. He crowded me, caging me in between his arms as he rested them on either side of my head. “You drive me fucking crazy, Dylan.”

“You too,” I panted deeply.

“I want inside you.” He bit his bottom lip, sliding his hand underneath me, his fingertip grazing my hole before pushing in just a little.

“Fuck yes, please. Right now. Please,” I begged.

“Easy, I got you.” He dipped his head down and took my mouth in a savage ownership. “Get on your hands and knees for me love.”

Quickly obeying his command, I looked over my shoulder to see him reach into the bedside table and pull out the small bottle of lube. We had switched to the silicone anal glide as he could fuck my hole for a long time without needing to reapply. Water-based was all well and good for the environment, but I wantedthat dick for as long as he could give it to me. Pouring a small amount into his hand, he coated the length of his shaft and pressed the remaining drips between my ass cheeks and over my hole.

“Fuck Austin. I need it.” I pushed back against his fingers, hoping that I could maybe get one of them to spear me. I whined in frustration as he pulled his hand away and resumed stroking the length of his cock.

He chuckled to himself, likely at the wanton cock hungry whore I was portraying at that moment. I really didn’t care. I was desperate for his cock, and he deserved to know. How else was I going to get across how much I needed it in me?

I shuddered as the blunt head of his dick pressed against my hole. He pushed gently against me, the head sliding past the first ring of muscle. I growled impatiently and decided to take matters into my own hands. Pushing back sharply I impaled myself completely onto him.

“Fuck Dylan, fuck!” he shouted, gripping my hips. “I was going to take this nice and slow, but I can’t help myself. Hold onto something because I’m gonna fucking break you.”

“Fuck yes.” I breathed. A lascivious smile stretched across my face. He knew that we have a connection unmatched by anyone else, he knew that we were best friends and knew each other inside out. This was exactly what we needed. Hot, dirty and quick sex that showed him that no one else on this planet could fuck him the way I could fuck him.

His hips rocketed forward, his pelvis slamming into my ass, shoving me forward up the bed. “Oh my god,” I yelled, gripping the top of the headboard hard. He had warned me. Austin set a punishing pace, his cock spearing me over and over. He pounded into me, wracking sobs from deep within me, his thick prick grazing over my prostate with each pass.

His warm hand gripped the flesh of my globes, squeezing and twisting the meat, pulling my cheeks further apart. I tried miserably to clench my hole around him to make myself tighter for him, but to no avail. Tight was not what he wanted right now. He wanted me sloppy and dripping with him. I fucking loved when he got like this, like my body was a tall glass of water in a searing hot desert.

He slapped one cheek, making me yelp out in pain. “Fucking do it,” my voice keened with despair. I needed him deeper, and I wanted him to fill me, to destroy me and put me back together.

“You are so fucking beautiful Dylan, all spread out for me. Your body is mine.”

“Fuck yeah, all yours.” I nodded into the mattress.

“Dylan, you’re gonna make me cum.” His thrusts became jittery.

“Do it. Cum in me!” I begged him. It was all I could think about, and all I wanted in the world in that moment.

He pounded once, twice and three times more before with one final almighty slam, he roared through his release. I felt the warmth surge within me as his body stuttered into me. “Fuck, I feel like I’m cumming forever,” he gasped, leaning over me. Eventually his thrusts became shallower and more careful as he pulled his cock from me.

“Look at you.” His voice was filled with wonder. “Your body isn’t letting me go. I’m not even leaking out of you yet.”

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