Page 46 of Breathless Recruiter

His hips gently rocked back and forth. I couldn’t think of anything other than this beautiful husky man and how my body responded to his efforts. If I didn’t know better, I’d say Dustin was the weakness I always feared. If that were true, I’d gladly sacrifice myself for more time with him.

He shifted his hips a bit, and the tip of my cock poked at him. This time, the moan wasn’t soft at all. Pushing my hand down,he had an erection sticking straight out. If he wouldn’t object, I think I could amuse myself with that for the rest of the night.

Dustin rolled away for a moment. The sweat between us turned cold, and I considered jerking him back against my body. I watched as he licked his fingers, the saliva shining in the moon's glow. Reaching back, he spread it across the head of my cock, pulling the skin back.

I gasped as he rolled back into place, the head of my cock sliding between his cheeks. It took a moment for me to realize what he intended. When my cock pushed against his hole, we both gasped. I froze, and he put a hand on my hip, preventing me from pushing further.

“Slow,” he whispered. “Veryslow.”

Tightness. I grit my teeth, all attention focused on the heat wrapped around my cock. Every instinct wanted me to buck forward and bury my cock inside this gorgeous man. I restrained myself. The whole scene moved slower than the videos. By now, one guy would be on the other, slamming away with reckless abandon.

“You’re huge,” he whispered.

Dustin leaned his head back. I kissed the back, moving to the side of his head, his ear lobe just out of reach. For the next couple of minutes, he didn’t move. Then, his hips rocked gently, each time taking a little more of my cock. He’d freeze, wait, and repeat the maneuver.

I snaked an arm under him, resting my palm on his chest. I pulled him back, careful not to shove the rest of my cock in him. It felt amazing…beyondamazing, but I wanted him pressed against me.

“You feel wonderful,” I whispered.

He pushed back. “Damn,” he hissed. “It’s so big.” His voice had turned into a whimper. With a final push, I moaned. His ass had returned to my lap, my cock buried inside him.

“Don’t move.”

I’d gladly spend the rest of the night lying here. My cock, however, it twitched inside Dustin. Each pulse made his body stiffen, a soft moan escaping his mouth.

“Sorry,” I whispered. “I can’t help it.”

His cock did the same. While we lay there, I stroked him lazily. I marveled at the way it was both stiff and soft at the same time. After a few strokes, I could feel the wetness as I slid a finger over the head. Dustin gripped the hand I rested in the patch of hair in the middle of his chest.

“Slow,” he repeated.

He wanted me to take over? His ass held my cock like a vice, and I didn’t want to hurt him. Were their rules? Etiquette? How did I know what he wanted? The questions came like a storm.

“I don’t?—”

“Do what feels good,” he said.

Did he understand this was the best feeling I ever experienced? We could stop right now, and I’d go to my grave remembering the thrill of being inside him. When he rocked his hips, my fears vanished, replaced by the sensation of him sliding off my cock.

I pulled him tight to me, pushing back inside. I let go of his cock to take hold of his hip. My hand slid over his ass and down the thickness of his thighs. Every few seconds, I’d pull out and then push in, slow but firm. Compared to earlier, I couldn’t decide which felt better. A tie. I’d want to do them again to compare.

Minutes passed. Each thrust sent a tingling sensation through my body. This was better than I imagined. How long would we have to wait to do it again? Would we switch positions? I’d be doing a lot of internet searches tomorrow at work.

“Harder,” he begged.

My fingers tightened on his hips. I jerked him back, shoving the length of my cock inside him. Dustin moaned, a growl forming in the back of his throat. I slid out and did it again. It wouldn’t take long before I came. Not only did my cock love the heat of his ass, but the thought of being wrapped around this bear of a man was enough to put me over the edge.

“I’m getting close,” I whispered. Did I hold off, or did I?—

“Come in me.”

Oh.

I gave up on restraint. Bucking my hips forward and back, my eyes clenched shut as I imagined coming in Dustin. I howled as his muscles tensed. My pace quickened. His grip on my hand tightened as he let out a long series of guttural moans. There was no holding back, not with the amazing sensation, and especially not whimpering for me to come.

My toes curled as I shoved forward, burying the length of my cock in Dustin. The sparks ran along my skin, causing my body to tremble. As I shot, his moans turned to groans, but he didn’t pull away. I lost track of the spasms, at least as many as earlier. Maybe more.

“Fuck,” he said.

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