Getting to my feet, I whip my own clothes quickly from my body. Pressing up to Troy’s body, our cocks rub against each other. Troy’s ass engulfed in my hands, I lift him up and he wraps his legs around my waist so I can walk us to the bed. Fusing his mouth with mine, Troy’s kisses become fervent, full of need and desperation. I know he wants me inside him. My fingers spread his ass cheeks as I move and my middle finger circles and probes Troy’s pucker. Seeking some relief, he pushes down on it. Nudging the very tip of my digit inside him, Troy groaning deeply, his pre-cum leaks onto my stomach as he tries to get some friction.
Positioning Troy onto the mattress, his ass on the edge of the bed, I pick up the lube and generously coat my dick then run my hand down Troy’s cock, over his tight balls, and down to his hole. Teasing the sensitive pucker, I sink my finger inside him, taking it slowly, knowing how crazy this makes him. Drawing out, Troy groans at the loss but I slide two back in, fleetingly grazing his prostate causing Troy to buck his hips and clasp his feet together around my thighs.
“Enough, Raff, I need you inside me.” Troy’s eyes open to slits as he tries to control himself, but this is my show. My fingers skim one more time over his sensitive gland before gradually pulling out. Before his hole closes, the tip of my dick is at his entrance and I lift his legs up to my hips.
“Look at me, Troy; I want to see every expression and emotion you have as I fill you, burying myself deep inside you.” I hardly recognize my own voice as the feeling of Troy’s internal muscles relax enough for me to push deeper. The tremor and cadence, it feels like I listen to someone else’s voice. As I slide slowly further inside Troy, his muscles pulsing and trembling around me, the pleasure is exquisite.
“God, you feel so good, so deep, more than ever before.” Troy’s voice quakes as the pleasure overwhelms him. It’s the angle I have him at: his ass is higher than his body, allowing me to go deeper than usual.
Filling him to the hilt, my balls hit his ass. Now the difficult part; I should move, but I’m so close to the edge, I need to control myself. Pulling away, I slide back out. Bearing down quicker than the first time, Troy’s hands clutch the coverlet on the bed and his jaw tightens as he clenches his teeth.
“Am I hurting you, baby?” A sudden worry this is too much for him overcomes me.
“God, no! It’s amazing, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” Troy’s voice is a high staccato.
“Thank, Christ; this is the best feeling ever.” I plough deeper into him as I speak, each word a stab against his prostate. Troy reaches for his dick. “No, baby, not this time; I’m going to fuck the cum out of you.”
Troy’s eyes fly open and pierce mine; I know the challenge is there. We have done it before, but most of the time it has been when Troy is in control, riding me. I lean further over him and catch his hands, wresting them up over his head. Troy shifts his legs to around my waist and bucks up to me.
“Fuck! Shit, Troy do that again.” I gasp as Troy bucks again. His thrusts at this angle make him clench my dick every time. “Okay, enough. Fuck, Troy, just wow!”
The smile Troy wears looks like one learnt from the devil himself: scandalous, and I fucking love it.
“Okay, baby, hold on tight.” I tug back so the head of my dick is trapped in his sphincter. “I fucking love you. Really fucking love you.” I plunge deep inside and, with every stroke, I can feel the shimmer in his muscles as he draws closer to his climax, the muscles in his thighs quaking around me.
“I’m so close. Shit, don’t stop, shitshitshit!” Troy throws his head back, the tendons in his neck taut, as he fires rope after rope of hot, white cum. Clenching my dick with his tight, internal muscles, my orgasm appears from nowhere and pours into his ass. The heat from each pulse feels like I should be ablaze.
“TROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY!” I scream his name as my orgasm burns through me. “Ohgodohgodohgod!” Wheezing hard, I collapse onto him, barely in time releasing his hands to support my weight. His legs untangle themselves and flop down on either side of me.
Eyes closed, chest heaving as if he’s run a marathon, he gulps in large mouthfuls of air. Blurry eyes open and, as his pupils adjust, the most blissful smile crosses his lips when he refocuses on me.
“Wow! Just, oh my God, wow!” Troy pushes himself up on his elbows, his mouth close to mine. “Thank you, Rafferty, thank you.” Troy whispers before kissing me.
“Thank you for what exactly?” I cock an eyebrow at him. “For the amazing, intense orgasm?”
“No, well not only for that, but for being here, for staying with me.” Troy appears lost for a moment, as if he pictures what it would be like without me.
“Troy, there is nowhere else in the world I would rather be. You, my love, are stuck with me. For now, and forever. I am never leaving you.” I kiss him gently and I recognize the relief in his eyes, sheened with moisture as he tries not to cry.
Lowering my mouth again, I suffuse a single kiss with every emotion I have for him. A long, slow, heartfelt kiss.
Carefully withdrawing, I head on shaky legs to the bathroom for a wash cloth. Troy hasn’t moved and lies with his feet touching the floor and his ass hanging off the bed.
After cleaning us up, I pull back the cover and ease Troy between the crisp, linen sheets. “Sleep, baby, just sleep.”