Page 45 of Covington Acres

Vince pumped lube into his hand, then reached down and started stroking himself. Colby couldn’t move for a moment, just enjoyed the show until Vince turned to him, cocking a brow like,you joining me here or what?

“Shit. Sorry. I’m usually better at this.” He lubed himself more too, then pushed two fingers inside Vince’s eager body.

“You feel really fucking good at it already.”

Colby moved his fingers around, twisting them, fucking Vince with them. “What am I looking for?”

“Curl your fingers some. It’s a soft spot about two inches in.”

He wondered if he should feel embarrassed having to ask questions like that, but he didn’t with Vince. He was too comfortable with his friend for that.

Colby did as Vince said, curling his fingers, rubbing, and—Vince twitched. “There we go. You found it.”

Colby massaged the soft spot again, felt the reaction in Vince’s body when he did, heard the sharper intake of breath that went straight to his own aching erection.

He kept going that way, rubbing his prostate and fucking Vince with his fingers while the other man jerked himself off. Vince’s muscles started to shake with need, and he was pushing back, fucking himself on Colby’s fingers.

“Christ. Get that cock inside me, babe. I fucking need it.”

Well, it wasn’t as if Colby was going to argue with that.

He pulled out, watched Vince’s hole close some but staying open for him too. Colby grabbed the condom wrapper, ripping it open, then slathering his dick with more lube.

“I want you to fuck me like this from behind. Pound me, babe. Make me feel it tomorrow, so every time I move, I’ll remember what it was like to be taken by you.”

Colby grabbed Vince’s hips, squeezing tightly, fingers digging in. That was…hell, that was maybe the hottest thing he’d ever heard in his life. “You’re bossy, aren’t you?” He settled on teasing Vince rather than saying he might blow his load the second he got inside him.

Vince looked at him over his shoulder. “Did you expect something else?”

Colby chuckled. “No, I didn’t.” And he loved every second of it.

“I’m vers, but one of my favorite things is to top from the bottom. Fuck me, babe.”

“Yes, sir,” he replied playfully, but really, he would get down on his hands and knees and beg for Vince’s ass if he had to.

On his knees behind Vince, Colby held the base of his cock, pushing forward. He watched Vince’s tight hole spread for him, open up, stretch to take him. It made Colby dizzy with lust, made him sway like he might faint.

“Goddamn it, Vince. This is so hot. Seeing you take me this way.”

“I’m not just taking you. I’m dying for it. Fingered my ass thinking of you, wanting it to be you. Give me that dick. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Colby pushed forward more as inch by inch he disappeared inside Vince’s body, until he was buried to the hilt. He hardly had a chance to register what was happening before Vince moved forward until only the head of Colby’s dick was inside him, then pushed back again, hard and fast.

“Oh fuck. Do that again.” He forced himself to stay still while Vince used his cock as a toy, fucking himself on it, pulling off, then pushing back, over and over, the tight glove of his ass like heaven around his dick.

“I could make myself come this way, just use your cock like it’s there to bring me pleasure.”

Colby’s hold on him tightened. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, hoping this didn’t end too soon, but missed the view. He opened them and watched Vince, saw Vince move on his cock, letting it disappear inside him before pulling off. It was the sexiest thing Colby had ever seen.

“You love this, don’t you? Love fucking yourself on me. Love taking control even though I’m the one inside you.” It was a new experience for him, one he was thoroughly enjoying.

“Hell yes.” He kept seesawing backward and forward, Colby’s hips moving slightly, the tight squeeze of Vince’s ass feeling amazing on his cock.

“Need to move,” he said, taking over and slamming into Vince, his groin slapping against Vince’s ass. His thighs burned, and he hoped his fingers didn’t dig too hard into Vince’s hips, but the man didn’t ask him to stop.

Sweat beaded on Vince’s back. It was sexier than Colby thought something like that would be.

His balls tightened, and he teetered on the edge, so close to careening off the cliff and into his orgasm, but he needed to make Vince come.

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