Page 45 of The Naga

But did I want to continue, with the risks involved?

Though I had a pack of condoms somewhere downstairs, I'd bought those before I met Khush, and there was no way they'd fit him.

Once upon a time, back before I realized most men were assholes—I used to wish I could be attracted to women instead, but now I'm glad I'm not—I'd dreamed of building a family with someone, of filling our house with happy, flourishing kids who knew they could be anyone they wanted to, and we'd support them wholeheartedly. It was one of the reasons I hadn't gotten any surgeries.

Over the years, that dream had faded off into the background like a lot of dreams tended to, but suddenly, the dream was as clear as the sky above us.

Actually, it was clearer than it'd ever been, because now the man beside me, my partner, had a face.

Taking a deep breath, I placed my palm on Khush's cheek, and gazed into his beautiful yellow-brown eyes. "I don't want to stop. Not unless you want to."

Khush sucked in a breath, then reached up to cover my palm with his.

"Shit, Dustin," he mumbled, shaking his head. It wasn't just his head, I realized. His whole body was trembling.

"Khush?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Just... overwhelmed. For heaven's sake, Dustin. I don't want to stop. I really don't."

I smiled, reading between the lines well enough. Khush wanted the same thing as me, and just like every step in our relationship so far, we were going to blast our way through this one too.

"Kiss me," I demanded, and he complied immediately, falling onto my lips like a man starving. I slid my legs around him, holding him as close as I could as I kissed him back, my fingertips digging into his shoulders.

I bit his lower lip, making him hiss into my mouth before returning the gesture with a bite of his own as he tugged at my lower lip, biting it, then sucking the sting out of it as his hips continued moving, rubbing his dicks against me.

Gasping for breath, I jerked away from his lips, and he leaned up on his elbows before reaching down and brushing his fingers against my cock. He took it between his finger and thumb, giving it a little squeeze before rubbing the head, and I moaned loudly, throwing my head back, my eyes falling shut as the pleasure became almost unbearable.

"Fuck me, Khush," I begged, and his fingers slid lower, brushing against my hole. I was so turned on that his finger slipped inside me easily, and he slid it in and out of me a few times before adding another finger.

As he readied me, he dropped kisses down the side of my face, soft, fluttery things that made my heart skip a beat. I forced my eyes open and met his, and the look on his face stole my breath. If that wasn't love, I didn't know what it was.

By the time he slid his fingers out of me, I was ready to cum. I restrained myself, though, and waited patiently as he slowly pressed the head of one of his cocks against my hole, brushing it up and down a couple of times before finally, finally pushing in.

Khush

I swore loudly the moment I slid into the warm, wet heat of Dustin's hole, my whole body shaking with the effort of holding back my climax. He felt so good around me that I didn't think I could move, and I hovered over him with my cock inside him, trying my best to not act like a teenager.

"Dustin, you're way too fucking hot," I muttered, and he laughed breathlessly, blinking up at me with bleary blue eyes.

"Pot, meet kettle," he sassed, because of course he did.

"Okay, okay," I mumbled to myself as I slowly pulled up before sinking into him again, biting my lip as I slid all the way into him.

"Fuuuck!" Dustin groaned, and for a moment I was stunned still by how utterly breathtaking he looked with his head thrown back, his sweat soaked hair spilling onto his face, his eyes squeezed shut and face twisted in a mask of pleasure.

If I could move at all, I'd have taken a picture of him so I could remember this moment exactly, but since I couldn't, I instead tried my best to memorize every little detail.

When I felt like I wouldn't blow with a single touch anymore, I started moving again, slipping my hands under Dustin's shoulders so I could hold onto him properly.

"Khush, wait, wait," Dustin said, and I froze in place, glancing up to find his eyes on me.

"Do you want to stop?"

"Fuck no. I want all of you inside me.Allof you," he stressed, and I hissed softly as I realized what he was referring to.

"Are you sure? It'll be a tight fit."

Dustin licked his lips, and my eyes followed the movement of his tongue as I wished I was the one licking them instead.

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