Page 103 of First Puck

He lifted his hips off the pillow, his ass cheeks clamping together like he was trying to stop me from pulling it out again, but there was no way this trip was ending.

“Wait, it’s too—” He didn’t get to finish his sentence as I gave a sharp tug and it popped free of his ass again. I grinned at the sight of it dripping with lube, his tender ass clenching as he fell back onto the pillow, groaning.

“Alright, third time’s the charm!” I said, lining it back up.

“I really can’t take it. It’s—ah!”

“I’m not gonna believe you if you say it’s too much. Even if you’re complaining, you’re still rocking your hips and shaking around for me. You can totally get away if you want.” I stopped, keeping the tip of the plug on his ass as I hitched a brow, waiting for him to escape.

But the only muscles he moved were his hips as he ground against it.

“Look, you’ve still got your awesome toned thighs up on your stomach, and I’m loving how your ass is devouring your favorite butt plug, so let’s keep going.”

It was fucking amazing, but he needed more lube. There was something seriously addictive about squirting it onto the butt plug and watching it build up as I pushed it into his ass.

I flicked the lid again, just fucking going for it. I’d buy him a new duvet if we really messed it up.

I squeezed it right onto his balls, loving how it glooped down onto his ass, and onto the plug just as I widened him up again and it started to disappear inside.

“You look so good like this, you know that, right? It’s like you’re showing off how hungry your ass is for my dick,” I said. His cries were so loud, I wondered if he could actually hear me.

“What do you think, Alex? Are you ready for my cock?”

Alex

Icouldn’t believe it was happening. The number of times I imagined I would be in a place where Brad’s brows were knitted together in concentration as he lined his cock up with my ass was endless. But it didn’t mean I ever thought it was going to happen.

Hoped, yes, but rarely expected.

He even had the tip of his tongue firm against the corner of his lips like he was about to make a hard pass in practice.

He ran to his room to grab condoms, because there was no way I had any. And then he was naked and I was trembling, and hekissed me with so much passion I knew that if he turned around and said we were just messing around, I’d pack my bags and he would never see me again.

Lying on my back, looking up at him, I’d never been more in love with him.

I gasped as he started to push. I couldn’t help but jolt, my hand shooting out, grasping his wrist. His flat palm dented the bed by my waist, and I almost made him lose balance as his gaze fled from my ass to mine.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked, my voice hiking. “Are you sure you want to…you know…”

“I should be the one asking you that. This is your virginity, man. Are you sure you want to give your first time to someone like me?”

I pressed my lips together, wondering if it was safe to be honest now. I’d told him how long I’d loved him, and it felt like it had blown the door wide open.

“I’ve wanted it to be you for a long time,” I admitted, holding him with a serious gaze.

He paused, and I wondered if he was going to attempt to be romantic again.

My anxiety roared back to life as I could see the thoughts whirring behind his eyes. And then he suddenly burst into a smile.

“Then I better not keep you waiting!” He laughed.

Just because it was Brad didn’t make it any less scary. Just because he was someone I’d love for the rest of my life didn’t mean having his cock inside me wasn’t nerve-wracking. Especially when my ass was already opening up.

I was so slick with lube from the plug that it was easy for him to slide forward, and he destroyed me in the process.

I quivered under him as his tip slipped inside. He kept eye contact, making sure I stayed with him, even though he waspanting and as red as I was. His biceps tensed and relaxed with his hips as he pushed farther in, widening me so slowly I thought I was melting.

Gripping him, my fingers dug into the thick muscle of his forearms as I used him to keep myself stable.

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