Page 69 of Breathless Recruiter

Oh? “But…”

He lifted his head off the bed. “I want you inside me.”

I wouldn’t argue. With a final kiss on each of those thick thighs, I stood up. His legs rested against my chest as my cock slid up and down the crack of his ass. As the head touched his hole, his head shot up again.

“Lube,” he said. “Definitely lube this time. Otherwise, I’ll be waddling the next few days.”

“I’d watch you waddle,” I said with a wink. He hooked his hands behind his knees while I rummaged through my nightstand drawer. When I found the bottle, I returned to my position, letting his legs relax against my chest. I eyed the bottle, trying to figure out the best way to apply the lube.

It felt foolish to ask. “How much do I…”

“A few drops along your cock and a few on my hole.”

Popping the cap, I squeezed the bottle and before I knew it, my shaft was covered and the crack of his ass glistened. I’d becleaning lube off my floor later tonight. That’s a problem for another time.

Running the head of my cock up and down his ass, I closed my eyes, savoring the warmth of his body. Seconds later, I pressed the head against his hole, and the heat went from warm to hot. Tight, incredibly tight. I froze, not wanting to hurt Dustin. Unlike the videos, I knew if I shoved in and banged away, it wouldn’t last, and I never wanted to stop.

“More,” he gasped.

I pushed a couple inches into him, and he held up his hand. I didn’t try for more and instead reached for his cock, jerking him with slow tugs. Moments later, he gripped the comforter, pulling himself down so that more slipped inside. His erection thickened, and the precum leaked from the tip.

“You’re so big.” He reached for my chest, flicking a finger across my nipple. “Nice and slow,” he whispered.

“All of it?”

“Top’s choice,” he said, “slow.”

WhatdidI want? I’d have been happy to stay buried inside Dustin, but I wanted to make sure he got what he wanted. This was less about me and more about wanting him to have an excellent time.

I started with slow, short strokes, not wanting to pull all the way out. Each time I slid inside, he grunted. If his cock didn’t jump with each stroke, I’d worry I hurt him. When his moans turned to whimpers, I pulled out more, waiting a moment before pushing back inside.

“Harder,” he said.

“Are you sure?” I didn’t wait for a reply when I slammed against his ass. His fingers bunched the comforter, and his back arched. I repeated the maneuver again, and his head rocked back and forth as he whimpered.

I gripped his cock, and he held my hand in place. “Don’t move it or I’ll come.”

Keeping my hand in place, I continued a steady in-and-out motion. Every few strokes, I’d slam all the way in, my balls slapping against his ass. If I had known it felt this amazing, I would have stopped watching videos and asked Dustin if he wanted to have sex sooner. None of the actors compared to this sexy man lying on the bed.

“You’re beautiful.”

His legs wrapped around my waist, and he tugged at my arm until I lay on top of him. Holding the sides of my face, I stared into those beautiful brown eyes. They still reminded me of the forest, but with a hint of feral animal. I continued bucking my hips as he pulled me closer, pressing his lips against mine.

As soon as we kissed, his arms wrapped around my neck and I lifted him off the bed. Hands cupping his ass, I lifted and pulled him down on my cock. He broke the kiss, throwing his head back as he howled. His cock jerked, and a wet warmth covered my stomach. His body tensed, and his hole gripped me like a vise. There was no holding back as a growl tore through my lungs and filled the bedroom.

“Breed me,” he cried.

And I did.

The electricity filled my body as I came, more than I ever had before. I collapsed with him on the bed, my cock still twitching inside him. He kissed the tip of my nose before rolling onto his back, letting out a long sigh. As soon as my cock softened, slipping out of him, I wanted a repeat.

“Can we do that again?”

Dustin laughed, holding his belly as his head rolled to the side, looking at me. “Oh, you’re serious.”

“That was amazing. Why wouldn’t I be serious?”

He patted me on the cheek. “Most guys need time to reload.”

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