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Colin

Real talk: I’veplayed with my ass a couple of times recently, trying to get myself ready for this happening. I want Ash to have my ass, want to know what it feels like to be stretched out by his cock and have that fat load of his coating my insides. But when I’m touching my hole, it doesn’t feel as good as I can see it does for Ash when I’m dicking him down.

And I want that. Want it so fucking much that I’m shaking with need for it. As much as I love fucking Ash—it’s absolutely my favorite thing—I want to feel it from this side, want Ash having his way with me because I know, fuckingknowhe’ll drive me wild. There’s no doubt in my mind that there is a huge difference between teasing myself with my finger and having him.

“What?” Ash asks before nipping at my nipple and giving it a tug with his teeth.

“Just thinking about how it’s only so-so when I finger myself, but I know under your deft hands, this nightis going to end with me coming my brains out.”

Ash gives me a wickedly mischievous grin. “Who said you get to touch that hole without me?”

I tremble, him being possessive of my body is really fucking hot. “Why don’t you hurry up and get down there and show me what I was doing wrong?”

“I assure you, you know how to treat a hole. I just think it’s because it wasn’t me. You want to give me your ass, Colin. No one else.” He kisses down my torso, each press of his lips like fire licking at me. “You know I’ll treat you so good.” More kisses. “Because there’s nothing you wouldn’t give me, is there?”

“Fuck no.” I tangle my fingers in his hair, try to push him down my body toward my throbbing cock. “I’m yours. Got me under your control, Ash, and I fucking love it. It’s where I want to be.”

“Good. You have me under yours too.” Ash hooks his fingers in my joggers and tugs them down, along with my underwear. My dick springs free, the head red, a pearl of precum already at the tip. Ash laps at it with his tongue. “I can’t wait until I fuck a load out of you and I get to eat the whole thing.”

“I thought I was the cum-hungry one.” And I am, like I’m fucking addicted to it. Will swallow up what’s in Ash’s balls every day for the rest of my life.

“You are. You’re my cum fiend, but you know I love the taste of you just as much. My favorite fucking meal.”

“That’s because you haven’t tasted my ass yet,” I tease.

“We should probably work on changing that.”

I kick out of the rest of my clothes, then grab Ash, flipping us so he’s lying on his back. I pull his pants down while he gets out of his shirt.

“Fuck, you’re so goddamned pretty,” I tell him, the sweet compliment tumbling out. “Your body is perfect. Your cock is so sexy.” I cup his balls. “And Christ, I want to keep my face buried right here in your sac, just licking you and breathing you in, showing you how much I worship you.” Because I do. I love everything about Ash and have for longer than I realized. Everything he makes me feel is too intense for words.

Ash’s cock flexes against his muscular belly. “You make me feel better than anyone ever has…than anyone ever could.”

I beam at him, pride surging through me. Healthy or not, that’s what I want to be for Ash. That’s what he is for me. “Good.” I grin. “Now are you going to eat my ass or what?”

Ash chuckles, the sound of it one of my favorite things. “Come here, Big Man. I want you to sit on my face.”

I mean, how can I argue with that?

I straddle his head, thighs pressed against his shoulders. Ash isn’t a small guy, but I like that I’m bigger thanhim. I like that I can carry him and he’s smaller beneath me, but also that he has me in his control. There’s a rush to that I don’t know how to explain.

“Fuck, look at this hole,” Ash says, spreading my cheeks. “It’s so fucking pretty. So tight. I can’t wait to fill it up with my cum.”

“Yes. That. God, I want it so much.”

“I’ll give it to you when I’m good and ready.”

I’m the one who’s supposed to play our cruel little game with him tonight, but I don’t have it in me. I just want Ash, for him to treat me with whatever pleasure he wants.

He grabs my waist and pulls me closer so his face is buried right in my ass. He lashes at my rim with his tongue, the pleasure reverberating through me.

“Oh fuck.” My eyes roll back as he keeps going, making a damn meal out of me. My whole body is zinging, each flick and press of his tongue making the whirlwind of satisfaction grow more and more.

I push back against his face, riding his tongue like my life depends on it. If just having my ass eaten feels this good, I can’t imagine what it will be like when Ash finally fucks me.

“That’s it…you like it, don’t you? Like feeling my tongue in your ass.”

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