Page 41 of Otter Heart
Mateo put his hands on my cheeks and spread them wide. I braced myself for the cold sensation of lube, but something else happened entirely. Instead of cold, there was a sudden wet warmth against my hole and hot breath. Then my entire mind went blank as I relaxed and sank against the couch.
“Fuck,” Mateo groaned, nipping at my butt. “You taste good.”
I couldn’t form words and Mateo didn’t wait for me to figure it out. Instead, he went back to his work, his tongue running long slow strokes over my tight neglected hole. I practically turned into a puddle as he worked me over. With one hand he spread me wide, while the other grasped my cock dangling between my legs. He stroked me in time with his licks, dipping down occasionally to suck the sensitive tip of my cock before he went back to my hole.
There were no thoughts in my brain as he worked. In fact, all I could do was moan against the couch, my face buried in the fabric. I barely noticed the click of the lube bottle as he pressed his tongue harder and harder against my hole. However, Ididnotice the slickness of his hand as it returned to my cock, the lube making the friction between us so much sweeter.
However, that was nothing compared to what I felt next.
Finally, with my tight ass relaxed enough, Mateo got to his feet. Without a word, he stepped forward, the head of his cock coming to rest against my ass. I moaned and pushed back, loving the feel of it grinding between my cheeks and over my hole. He reached out, grabbing my shoulder and pulling me back against his chest, his lips against my ear.
“Do you want me to use a condom?” he asked. “I’m negative across the board.”
“I am too,” I replied, surprised by his question.
“What do you want me to do? Be honest.”
“I… I don’t want you to use a condom,” I said at last. “But…. don’t cum inside me, okay? I… I don’t think I’m ready for that quite yet…” I hung my head. “Sorry.”
He grabbed my neck, pulling me back against him with a growl.
“Donotapologize for setting boundaries.” He nibbled at my ear. “Thank you for telling me.”
I didn’t know what to say, so a simple mutter was all he got.
“When’s the last time you bottomed?”
His cock grinding against my ass made it hard to think. “M-Months. At least.”
“Slow and steady it is then.”
With that, he kissed me once more and forced me down on the back of the couch. There was a loudslapfollowed by a stinging pain in my left buttcheek. However, it quickly melted into pleasure, and I moaned again as Mateo ground himself against me.
“Damn you have a nice ass.”
“Th-Thanks.”
“I’m gonna fuck it until you scream my name.”
My cock throbbed. I hoped he was telling the truth because I wanted that more than anything.
With a firm but gentle touch, Mateo gripped my waist, pulling me back until his cock rested snugly against my hole. He rocked his hips, grinding his thick head against me and sending shivers up my spine. My body wanted him, and it didn’t take much for his cockhead to slip in. However, like most things, he felt a lot bigger once I was trying to stuff him up my ass. But Mateo was patient, his hands massaging my back as he slowly slipped further and further inside.
It was with a soft pop that his crown finally slipped past my ring, and I let out a gasp of pleasure mixed with surprise.
“Alright?” he asked, stopping where he was.
“Uh-huh,” was all I could manage as I melted further against the couch.
My cock wassohard as it dangled between my legs. A quick glance down revealed a long string of pre-cum dripping onto the couch cushion. I had a passing thought to do something about that but forgot about it immediately as Mateo began to sink further inside me. The moment his ridge popped over my prostate, I nearly forgot my own name.
Wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, threatening to consume my entire being. It had been so long since I bottomed that I forgot how enjoyable it could be. Then again, I couldn’t remember anyone else ever taking this sort of time and care with me. Mateo was gentle when he needed to be andhardin allthe right places. I moaned against the back of the couch, voicing my delight for him to hear.
“You like that spot, don’t you?” he said, the grin in his voice obvious. “That’s what I was looking for. I can feel you tighten around me every time I dothis.”
Mateo rocked his hips forward, grinding the head of his dick against my prostate. I let out a low groan, my body flexing involuntarily, just as he said.
“You… You found it sofast…”
