Page 107 of The Toymaker
“Elira, I don’t want this to stop.”
Neither did Kit. “I can touch you anywhere?”
“Mhm. You make me feel good.”
Keeping one hand on his chest, Kit reached down to palm his hardening cock and stroke it until it was erect. His own was getting there.
“What if I want to sit on your cock?”
Riju tilted his head to look at him with a small grin. “Hell yes, but only if you scream my name when you cum.”
Kit drew back to get his drawers off. He’d barely flung them on the floor before Riju pushed him back on the bed to kiss. Kit wrapped his arms around Riju’s torso, relishing the bare skin against his, and Riju slipped his tongue in.
Kit rubbed himself against Riju’s leg, desperate for stimulation. “I need you in me.”
“Turn over so I can get you ready.”
Riju used his pre-cum and a single finger to start. Kit suddenly giggled as he suddenly thought of something.
“What?” asked Riju.
“Since you’ve got special pre-cum, we’ll save money since we’ll never have to worry about buying oil.”
Riju chuckled. “True.”
It was too hard to think about much else once Riju started rubbing his prostate. By the time he’d moved up to three fingers, Kit could barely wait anymore.
“I need your cock in me. Please, Riju. Fuck me.”
“Then come sit on me.”
Riju moved to sit up against the headboard. Kit straddled him, and Riju lined up the slick head of his cock against his hole. Kit hung onto his shoulders and eased himself down on the thick length.
Riju took his hips and tensed his own like he wanted to thrust upward as soon as he was fully sheathed. Kit wiggled a little and tried to move, but Riju tightened his grip.
“No. Let me. Stroke yourself while I fuck you.”
Riju guided him, and Kit stroked his cock while he held onto Riju’s shoulder with his free hand. After so many months, it was exactly what he needed. Riju jerked his hips as he pushed Kit down like he couldn’t get in deep enough.
“I missed having your cock in me,” mumbled Kit.
“Fuck yourself on me. Show how badly you want it.”
Kit let go of himself, wrapped his arms around Riju’s shoulders, and hung onto him as he moved. Faster he went, damn near slamming himself down. It had been so long, he was sure neither of them were going to last long. Riju’s breath quickened as he dug his nails into Kit’s back.
“You’re so tight,” he hissed. “You feel so good on me.”
The pressure grew, and Kit moaned. Besides finishing, he needed to feel Riju cumming in his ass. “Riju…I’m about to…”
Riju squeezed him and growled in his ear. “Say my name.”
“Riju! Riju! Fill my ass with your cum. I need it, Riju. Please-”
The pleasure snapped and raced through him. Riju gasped as Kit clenched around his cock. “Say it again.”
“Riju! Riju! Riju!”
Riju pushed him down and tensed his hips upward as he filled Kit’s ass. Kit was vaguely aware of his cum streaking their stomachs as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. The waves lessened, and Riju made a faint noise before he grew less tense and lightened his grip. Kit squeezed around him just to feel his faint flinch.
