Page 64 of Lust

I close my eyes. I know it’s only in my mind, but I’d swear I see bursts of flashing lights as my body erupts once again in tingling. Even where he’s touching my ass is hypersensitive, somehow making his simple caress that much more intoxicating.

“Fuck,” he moans as his hand slides from my ass, around my waist, to my abs. “How does that feel?”

“You know damn well how it feels.”

He chuckles as he leans down, resting a hand on the bed as he relaxes his chest against my shoulder blades.

“Well, even if I didn’t have the power to tell what you wanted from me, I can tell by how hard your ass is gripping on, like it’s never gonna let me go.” He kisses the back of my neck, then licks. “Tight. Virgin. Straight Boy. Ass. And it’s all mine.” He’s so fucking greedy for me. I love it.

“Yes, it is.” I breathe in and out, adjusting to him as his cock pushes against my prostate, my body reeling in sensation. After a few moments, he must feel my demand for more because he pulls back and offers a subtle thrust.

Then another.

And another.

With each rub against the spot, he gives me more pleasure than it feels like I’ve ever experienced in my goddamn life.

He takes my earlobe between his teeth and tugs gently. “Thank you for letting me be the one,” he whispers, and I can feel his appreciation in another gentle thrust.

I twist my head back and he leans closer, taking my mouth, his tongue sliding between my lips as he grips my abs and continues his subtle movements. I can tell I’m loosening up, which helps him pick up his pace until there’s a frenzy to our movements.

As he thrusts, I push my ass back. Then we pull away together and go again, creating a rhythm. I’m not even sure I’m in control of my movements anymore. Just following the inspiration of my muscles and this desperate craving that has us sweating and panting, speeding up, faster and faster, as that explosive energy seems to build to my chest.

He follows the guidance of my imagination as we change positions several times, showing me how good each angle feels. Helps me explore this part of myself in a dance of eagerness, excitement, and pressure.

I lose the idea of being separate from Brad as we tangle up in our pleasure, fully exploring the experience we’ve been so desperate for.

I’m trying to catch my breath from the workout when he urges me onto my back, pushing back into me. It’s clear how far we’ve come now that he’s able to drill me, each thrust clapping so loudly, it echoes off the goddamn walls.

His sweat drips onto my body. I throw my hands over my head, and his hands clamp down on my wrists, his body pushing against mine, my cock hard against his abs as he continues fucking me.

“I’m so fucking close, Brad,” I warn as his flesh against my cock works me up that much more.

Suddenly, his cock feels different inside me, a smoother sensation against the walls of my ass. I revel in the sensation when Brad stops.

“Fuck,” he mutters. “I think the condom just broke.”

“What?” I ask, barely understanding the words.

He takes his hands off my wrists and starts to pull away, and instinctively, I hook my arms around him. “Brad, no—”

He smirks. “I love that you want me to fuck you so much, but, Luke—”

“We’ve both been tested, and I haven’t had sex with anyone since we started messing around. I told you this ass is yours. Please. I want it.” No, that’s not enough. “Ineedit.”

I knew how badly I wanted his cock, but I couldn’t have imagined how much I’d crave his cum being inside me until this moment. Now that the opportunity has arrived, the thought of him pulling out of me feels like a cruel abandonment.

“Don’t stop,” I say. “Don’t make me beg.”

“As long as this ass is mine, then this cock is all yours,” he says as his lips return to mine.

He drills me, his submission to my request.

I keep my arms around him as he kisses me some more.

He grips his necklace once again, and I gasp into his mouth as the intense heat overtakes me. I feel as though my body’s radiating pleasure.

It’s the sensation of flesh against flesh.

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