Page 27 of Past Lovers

If only Clay knew how true that was…

Adam moaned as Clay slowly pressed the dildo up, pushing past the tight band of nerves. The head of it popped past, and Adam moaned again as the length filled him to the brim. He panted, the need to be filled overwhelming—not with a fake cock, but a real one.

“I’ll be,” Clay whispered, as he slowly slid the cock in and out of Adam’s ass. “Look at how well you can take that.” Clay lifted his stare. “You want me in there instead, don’t you?”

Adam nodded.

“Tell me,” Clay demanded.

“I want you,” Adam murmured.

“Whatdo you want?” Clay asked, still sliding the dildo in and out.

“I want you to fuck me,” Adam said.

Clay’s smile widened. After he drew the dildo out, he coated his cock with some of the lube. He angled his cock, pressing the head against Adam’s hole. “Here? You want it here?”

Adam arched his back, forcing the head in a fraction of an inch. “Yessss,” he hissed.

Clay grasped his hips before slowly filling Adam, inch by inch.

“Goddamn, Adam,” Clay gasped when he was balls deep. He seemed to struggle for air as he hovered above. Clay reached down, pinching the base of his cock. “You’re making me feel like a virgin on his first time.”

“We have all night,” Adam murmured.

Clay sighed, smiling. “We do, hmm?”

“One time isn’t going to be enough,” Adam said. “Not after waiting this long.”

Clay leaned over and pressed his lips against Adam’s. When he pulled back, he smiled. “Forever won’t be enough.”

Adam held on to that stare… and those words… as Clay began the slick slide in and out. He held his legs wide, holding on to Clay as he drove deeper and deeper. Folded nearly in half, they kissed the entire time, as hungry for each other’s mouths as the rest of their bodies.

Clay somehow held on to the edges of his control, but he went too slow.

“Harder,” Adam demanded.

Clay’s body trembled against his. He rose up higher on his arms and began to move faster, driving harder into Adam’s body. Adam could hear the slapping of skin as they came together. He gripped Clay’s arms, holding on as he was taken.

Claimed.

The angle of Clay’s cock hit his prostate perfectly. The head rubbed against it with every stroke… and Adam could feel his dick leaking more and more cum. He’d sometimes done it with the dildo, leaked cum until he exploded… and he could feel the momentum building in the same way. Each stroke pushed him higher… his body tensing more and more.

Until he shattered.

A scream tore from his lips, echoing around the room. He came, not one touch to his dick. Cum shot from him, landing on his stomach. Another scream filled the room—this time Clay. He followed Adam, shooting deep inside Adam’s ass. He could feel the heated blast filling him and leaking from his hole.

Clay slowed to a stop. He collapsed, breathing just as hard as Adam did. The weight made it harder for Adam to breathe, but he liked Clay’s big body pinning him down. After a moment, Clay withdrew and rolled to his side.

Silence hung between them, and a little fear crept into Adam’s mind.

Was this to be a one and done?

Clay had whispered something about forever not being enough… but had that been just words said in the heat of the moment? Now that the desire was sated, what would happen?

Adam stared up at the ceiling, trying to catch his breath.

Just before he did, Clay dragged him closer and wrapped two big arms around him. “You okay?”

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