Page 28 of Worlds Collide

I stare at my reflection and remind myself that clearly CJ saw something he liked. It’s going to be fine. I’m gonna succeed in making CJ’s first time with a mangoodand enjoyable and fucking unforgettable and then I’ll be able to get him out of my head.

“Sweet Mary and Joseph,” I can’t help but blurt out in a breathy voice as soon as I come out and see CJ splayed for me like a sacrifice. Nothing has gotten that kind of reaction out of me in a very long time, and honestly, I don’t want to think about that because it’s just going to make me overthink this whole situation even more.

“Come over here, Wolf,” CJ demands, but it sounds more like a plea—one I have no shot at denying.

I take off my pants and briefs in one movement and climb on top of him the next second. I go straight for his lips again—another thing I can’t resist. I’ve been thinking about these lips since the second he offered them to me and I had to say no, so I take my time. I lick the top lip, then his slightly pouty lower one, before I push them open and accept his intrusion gratefully.

Meanwhile, his hands travel down my back again and squeeze hard every few seconds. A moan escapes me when he gets to my ass and pulls me hard against him. That gorgeous dick I haven’t been able to get out of my fantasies is hard and ready to blow, so I know there won’t be any kind of foreplay today. At least not any more of it.

I push away from him and sit on my haunches. “Spread your legs,” I command.

It takes a bit of maneuvering, but eventually I get the perfect view of his slightly relaxed hole. “Perfect,” I murmur. I circle it a few times and smirk at the way CJ twitches, then look up to see his face. I don’t want to miss a single hitch in his breath for one, but also, if he’s even slightly uncomfortable with anything, I want to know. “Okay?” I ask quietly.

“Uh-huh,” he says with a nod, then I get distracted by the way his Adam’s apple bobs with a hard swallow. “Could we maybe speed things up, though?” There’s a moan in his voice somehow, and it springs me into action.

I put on the condom then curse myself for not getting the lube too, so I run to the bathroom and back in just five seconds then I focus on CJ again.

I coat two of my fingers, then probe him with just one. It slides right in and I pull and push a few times until I’m convinced he can take two painlessly. While I loosen him even more, I try to pour lube down my desperate erection.

“Wolf, please. I swear I’m ready now.” CJ keeps cajoling while I push three fingers in, but he doesn’t know. Not really.

Dildos are cool, I guess, but they’re not even close to the real thing, so yeah, he doesn’t know that he’s not ready. After a few more minutes though, I feel like it’s enough, and I pull my fingers out slowly then shuffle forward and place my hands splayed out over his thighs.

“You want to be on top to start?” I offer tentatively. I don’t think I’ve ever been anyone’s first and it’s just now occurring to me that I might not be the best person for the job.

But CJ looks at me with those deep blue eyes and I feelmurderous at the thought of another man being in my position. It’s not gonna happen.

“Like this,” he whispers and reaches for me with both arms. I want to go to him, but first I make sure my dick is aligned and I push in just the tip. “Oh.” He sounds surprised, and his mouth is adorably half-open. “More, Wolf. More.”

I do as he says and give him a couple of inches more. Before I bury myself in him completely I lean forward, rest my forearms next to his head, and suck his lower lip lightly.

“Ready?” I whisper.

“Yes.”

He envelops me in his arms while I sink into his warm, tight hole. It’s as good as I imagined. Even better somehow. He squeezes me tight, and then his arms mimic the action while I explore him with my mouth. After a long moment, I pull my hips back and then simply get lost in him.

I lose track of time.

All I know is CJ, with his firm skin, the rough stubble on his cheeks, the way his eyes look almost black, the way his hands feel on my arms and eventually on my ass. He pulls me in hard and strains his neck up to seek my mouth again, while I keep thrusting into him until I find the perfect way to hit his prostate with every movement of my hips.

He can’t control himself anymore by then. He just moans my name, long and loud, and blindly reaches down for his erection.

“That’s good, little rich boy,” I encourage him. “Get yourself there. I want to see you come with my dick in you.”

“It’s so good, Wolf.”

“Show me,” I whisper, and thrust hard one more time while he pulls on his cock, and come spills out of him while he again does his best to shout the house down.

I would relish how I make him forget himself and put his vocal cords to the test, but the way his hole gets tight around me as he goes over the edge blanks my mind until I’m mindlessly fucking him.

Until I follow him and spill inside the condom.

I stay put for a long time, lying fully on top of him and hearing his harsh breaths right against my ear, and I guess he’s getting the same treatment because damn, he got me worked up. His hands, still on my ass, start to move again, to seemingly caress every inch of my body.

“So, what’s in the bag?” I ask, still panting.

CJ lets out a breathless laugh that makes me smile against his neck. Thank God he can’t see me, that would ruin my reputation.

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