Page 17 of The Wounded Mountain Man

But his ass? Still don't have a clear view of that yet.

As if reading my thoughts, he says, "What do you think of this? His voice is so sultry, his energy so sexual, it makes me fall even more in love with him than I already am. With a suggestivewink, he folds himself over the back of the couch and sticks his ass out into the air.

"I think I'm going to have to make that assmine," I mutter, approaching him with a hard-on that's so rock-hard it's almost painful.

When I reach Logan, my cock is perfectly at the level of his pink hole. I swipe my cock against his ass cheeks as I rub my thumb up and down his smooth taint. He passes me the bottle of lube over his shoulder. "Don't use too much. I want the burn."

I manage not to pass out and, instead, revel in this dirty side of my best friend, pour some lube over my fingers, then begin teasing his entrance. He pushes back, cooing and moaning, hungry for more.

"Patience," I say. "Good things come to those who wait."

He shoots an unimpressed look over his shoulder. "I've been waiting far too long."

"Yeah. We both have."

Our eyes lock, and an intense feeling of desire mixed with excitement and a dash of nerves washes over me. I can't believe this is really happening.

He's right, though. We've waited so long for this moment, and now that it's finally here, why go slow? Why not plunge straight into it?

So that's exactly what I do. After warming him up with one finger, I slide a condom over my shaft and grease it up good. He wants a burn, fine. I'll make him feel this for days.

Holding on to his hips, I bring my swollen head to his hole. "Ready?"

"I am. I want you to fuck me, Wade."

My name spilling out of his mouth ignites me, and I surge forward, my cock sliding into his warm, tight channel. I only go about halfway in before pulling out and going again. I want him to feel it, but I don't want to hurt him.

Every time, I reach a little farther. "So good," he groans as I stuff nearly all my meat into him. "Give it all to me."

With my next thrust, that's what I do. "You like that?"

He lets out an almighty scream. A deep rumble emanates from my chest. I've sunk all the way into my best friend, and I've got him screaming with pleasure on my dick. This isn't good, or great, or even amazing… It's fucking euphoric.

We fuck over the couch until my leg starts to go numb, then switch to a fluffy white rug near the fireplace. He's on his back, and I'm on top. The couch was fun, but staring into his beautiful eyes is so much better.

Logan starts jerking himself off, his moans only getting louder and more intense. I mentally map the distance between us and his closest neighbors because something tells me half the mountain is going to hear him come.

"Getting close," he mumbles, stroking himself faster as I ramp up my thrusts. My hip is killing me, but I ignore it, determined to keep going until I make him explode. I smack his hand away and take hold of his dick. It's a lot like him, a compact little rocket, and it fits so snugly in my palm.

I jerk him off as I continue plowing into him.

"Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck! FUUUUUUCK!"

I slow my thrusts and speed up my hand movements as Logan loses it, his whole body rocking, his cock erupting with wild streaks of goo that splash up to my beard and all over the place, like a blender without the lid on.

"Fuck," he cries out, panting loudly as he runs a hand through his curls. He looks up at me, and his eyes widen. "Oh, shit. I got some on your beard."

He reaches up and picks the glob of cum off my beard. I grab his wrist and bring his hand to my mouth, wanting to sample him. "Mmm." I lick his fingers. "You taste good."

He giggles adorably, his cheeks turning pink. "Well, now it's my turn."

I ease out of him, and he wriggles around, peels the condom off, and resumes where he left off, going to town on my cock like his life depends on it. I grip the sides of his face, my arms swinging with the momentum he's working up.

It doesn't take long for me to reach the edge. "Come in my mouth," he orders before engulfing me again.

"I'm almost there."

He goes even faster and does something with his tongue on the underside of my shaft that drives me wild.

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