Page 53 of Wrecked

The words grated on his skin, but not enough to stop what he was doing. He could work with that, if that was all Rebel wanted.

Rebel began undulating against him, pressing his cock against him and Crow fisted both in one hand.

“Closer…” Crow whispered huskily, biting gently at Rebel’s ear.

The man shuddered and Crow slipped one finger inside of his tight ass. The man hissed, but Crow stroked his grip up and down their cocks with a squeeze.

“Mmm, oh yeah, God,” Rebel said, moaning deep in his throat.

Fuck, Crow wanted to take this slow, but the fire building between them was exploding with a force that made him lightheaded.

And when Rebel fought to get closer, Crow slid his finger all the way into the man’s ass.

“More,” Rebel said, pressing his lips to his throat, probably sucking up a mark, but Crow didn’t give a shit.

Rebel could forever suck any part of him.

Reaching between them, Rebel took his cock in hand and Crow groaned at the touch. When the young man lifted slightly up on his knees, Rebel pressed the crown between his cheeks.

Crow felt his dick sliding closer and he slid his finger out of Rebel’s ass as the head of his cock pressed against the tight ring of resistance.

Then Rebel eased down over him.

Crow knew why.

Rebel was taking him slow, inch by fucking inch. Crow wasn’t small and he wondered if Rebel could take all of him.

The answer to that question came when Rebel undulated and slipped his tight ass down farther, squeezing around his cock so fucking good.

Crow gripped Rebel’s hips and held the man steady. Rebel’s hands clutched at his shoulders, fingers digging into muscle.

Biting his bottom lip, Rebel held his gaze and then panted and pushed down, taking Crow deep, to the hilt.

Sweet fucking hell.

Crow released a breath he hadn’t known he was holding. Rebel sent his hips grinding down and then undulated, thrusting his cock against Crow’s rippling abs.

Sweat slickened Rebel’s hair and his own dripped into Crow’s eyes. The heat of the water swirled around them and Crowthought maybe he should move it to the bed, but didn’t want to be apart for one fucking second.

He reached between them for Rebel’s dick and began stroking the man. Rebel dropped his head to his shoulder and moaned, the sound muffled, but with his fingers beneath Rebel’s chin, Crow lifted his head.

He took the man’s lips again and then again. Thrusting his tongue possessively inside, pressing the younger man’s mouth open. Crow owned the kiss, just like his cock was owning Rebel’s ass.

“I fucking love being inside of you,” Crow pulled back to growl the words against Rebel’s swollen lips. He gripped Rebel’s cock tightly and sent his own hips thrusting upward, jamming his dick deep.

“Yes,” Rebel said with a moan, gyrating on his cock, trying to thrust his cock into his hand to get him moving again.

Rebel hissed and lowered his head to bite at his shoulder and Crow smiled.

“Please hurry the fuck up,” Rebel ordered and suddenly moved like a wild thing. The young man started fucking on him, lifting up and ramming down. Pushing his cock deep against the bundle of nerves inside.

No more words were needed.

Crow fucking flew. His dick jumped and he came with a force that sent his head back to the rim of the tub and his neck corded so tightly that he went lightheaded. He jammed his cock deep, spilling his seed inside of Rebel.

Rebel made a high-pitched sound in his throat and fucked against him, sending his cock through Crow’s fist. Crow gripped and pulled at the man’s dick until every ounce of come was milked.

Rebel gave a weak laugh and melted against him.

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