Page 106 of First Puck

“Are you going to do it again? I mean, it was seriously hot when you begged the first time, but I think I want you to do it every time we bang.”

He dragged his cock from me and I burst out with another cry, pushing my hand back just in time to muffle it. I felt so fragile, so overcome by him that I wished I could clamp my mouth shut so I didn’t have to free my whimpers.

Was this really what it was like to have sex? To let go of absolutely everything and just give yourself over to it?

As soon as he thrust back into me, stars erupted behind my eyes, and I bit so hard on my hand that the pain burned as fiercely as the pleasure.

“You’re going to end up scarring yourself, man. It can be our first love bite.” He laughed just before he pulled himself out again. I wanted to shout at him to go slower or faster or just do something that meant I didn’t feel like I was being stretched in a million different ways.

I gave another muffled cry, but he shook his head.

“No, come on, I want to hear you. Stop hiding. I don’t care if the other guys come back and hear us fucking. They need to know how good I’m giving it to you for your first time.”

He pushed my hand out of the way to grip my chin. I gasped in surprise as he pushed his thumb past my lips, forcing it down onto my tongue, trapping me there.

“That’s more like it.” He grinned, moments before he slid his hips back. He hovered there, building up the tension, almost suffocating me with need. Brad watched me, both of us quiet,both of us soft, until his forearms tensed, and he suddenly rammed into me so hard, I nearly screamed.

I couldn’t call his name; I couldn’t tell him it was too much. And he wouldn’t let me close my mouth, so my throat was clear and open for me to make every sound he wanted as he surged into me. And he shattered me each time.

All I was was pure noise as he grunted and groaned, shifting to find better angles, to make me cry out in different ways. He rotated his hips to fuck me gently before surging into me, my eyes bulging as my cock bounced against my stomach.

I kept telling him before he trapped my tongue I couldn’t take it, and I meant it.

I wanted to tell Brad I was close, but he was holding me so tightly and looking at me with so much love that he smothered me completely, and I was lost under his spell

Alex

Ididn’t even know how long we’d been fucking for—it could have been two minutes or two hours.

I was still on my back, my arms around his neck, both of us watching each other like the world would end if we looked away.

“Shit, it’s your first time. Your ass can’t take it this hard.”

“I don’t care. Keep going.”

“You’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow.”

“Did you hear what I just said?”

I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to stay connected to him as long as I could. I’d only believe it was real if we could stay like this forever.

My ass throbbed with numb pleasure, but one more thrust at just the right angle and I gave way, my body jerking as I peaked, and I came for what felt like the hundredth time.

I didn’t think I had any cum left. But whenever Brad sped up, my ass pulsed like I was coming again. I was so sensitive that even just a smile from him drove me crazy.

Brad quickly changed his tune the moment I groaned, my hips shuddering up to meet his next thrust.

“Oh, damn, your ass is still squeezing me so hard. You’d think you’d have loosened up by now, but your ass is just so hungry,” he groaned as his hand dropped onto the sweat-covered mattress beside my head, and he didn’t stop.

“You’re right, though. You’re so fucking right, we’ve got to keep going. Oh my God.”

“Brad, you have to come at some point,” I gasped, my vision going hazy at another hard thrust. I thought it was good with a butt plug, but just the heat of him plunging into me was so much that my whole body sang for him.

“Yeah, but I don’t want to stop. Can we just keep fucking all night? You’re so amazing, you know that, right?”

If he had a tail, it would be furiously wagging because he was so pleased with himself. But any thoughts like that were totally wiped away as he thrust again and I jolted, my back arching, grabbing his shoulders as I felt like I was soaring off the bed and he cried out.

“Are you—” I cut off as he drew out of me, his serious expression unnerving considering how he’d been grinning at me before.

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