It’seasytoforgetthat Calvin has never done this with a man before, with how easily he’s handling it all. His fingers dig into the back of my neck, tongue fighting mine for control, urging me on to fuck him with my small vibrator faster and faster. My cock leaks between us, my mind playing images of it buried deep inside his ass, but that’s not what he wants to try first, and being fucked by him is going to be just as incredible. To have him spread me open, take me hard and fast, gripping my hips, my ass pounding against him over and over. I haven’t wanted someone as badly as I want him. It’s like the instant attraction, the connection we had has been building right up to this. To us, being together, becoming one. That’s it. That’s what this is like, it’s like I’ve been missing a part of myself, and now my body is reaching out with every fiber trying to join us together, to make it whole. Fuck. I think I’m in love.
I break our kiss and hold the dildo inside him right down to the base, the vibrations still on low, as that thought settles like a warm blanket around me. I’m in love with Calvin.
He turns his head to look at me over his shoulder.
“I think I want to try you inside me instead,” he says, and I swear I nearly come right there.
“I’ll do anything you want, baby. If you’re sure.”
He nods, and I slide the toy out and move it back in again. His eyes roll as he lets out a soft moan.
“I want to feel you inside me.”
“I want to be inside you so bad. How do you want to try it?”
His eyes focus on mine in that moment, like I just asked him a quiz question he hasn’t prepared for. Shit, okay, give him choices.
“We can stay sort of like this and you can move to sit on my lap, or you can lie on your back and bring your legs up, or if you want, you can move onto your knees.”
“That one,” he says, blushing. “I’d like to try the knees. That will be good, right?”
I chuckle. “They’re all great, and with you, they’ll be incredible.”
I slip the toy free, and he nervously moves onto his knees. I reach around him for the condoms I put on the bed earlier and pull one out, but when he turns away from me, before he can bend forward, I wrap my arms around his chest and pull his back against my chest, kissing and sucking his neck. He leans into me, hands reaching behind to hold me wherever he can manage as my cock slips between his ass cheeks.
“Oh god, yeah,” he moans and I lessen my grip, moving my mouth to kiss over his shoulders, one palm on his hip, the other on his back, guiding him forward as my kisses trail down his spine.
When he’s fully bent over, leaning on his hands, I move back on the bed, but not to enter him just yet. I want to be super sure he’s ready to take me. This is the first time for him, and not being ready will not give him the perfect experience he deserves.
“I’ll keep working you open first,” I tell him, and he nods, his fingers digging into the bedsheets a little like he’s bracing himself for what’s to come. I squeeze lube down over his hole, spreading it with the tips of my fingers, then bring up the toy and move right in with it. He opens easily, but I’m about twice as thick as this thing, so with the vibrator positioned against my palm, I add one finger in with it the next time, his hole stretching to take it, and his moans increase.
“Oh yeah, that’s good. Keep doing that,” he breathes, ass moving back onto me a little like he wants to show me he really does want more.
“I got you, baby,” I say and then pull it out and push back in again and again. I work him in a slow, steady rhythm until I’ve got the toy and two fingers moving in and out. He’s ready, physically, at least.
“I think you’re good now, if you still want me to—”
“I want you,” he interjects, glancing back over his shoulder, a greedy lust in his eyes.
I leave the vibrator inside him, all the way to the flared base, as I roll the condom down my leaking hard cock and coat it in more lube than is necessary.
“I’ll go slow, it might sting a little at first, but when your body relaxes, you’ll feel it start to pull me inside.
“I’m ready,” he says, and I slide the toy out but don’t turn it off. Instead, I keep it pressed lightly against his taint as I press my cockhead against his hole.
His fingers clench on the sheets tighter again, and I sweep the toy under my cockhead, the vibrations edging me closer but the familiar hum sees him relax his grip and my cockhead pushes inside.
“Oh hell, that’s…odd,” he gasps, breaths becoming heavier.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No, no, it’s not bad. It’s just, it’s so different from the toy and your fingers, it’s…better.”
I can’t help but smile, and he mirrors my expression with a cheekiness that I don’t hate.
“Are you ready for more?”
“Yeah,” he says, leaning back a little to force me inside deeper.