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If I was goingto make it until Boogie got home, I needed a fucking drink. I continued to the trailer and opened the door when sweet relief hit me. There he stood in a fucking towel, freshly showered, taking a drink of water. A sense of déjà vu hit me. He raised his brow at me and threw a little smirk at me.
“Bed,” I growled.
Like the little shit he was, he didn’t move, but I needed him and while he might be bigger than me, I could manhandle him just fine.
“Hello to you, too,” he said, drinking his water.
“Bed,” I growled again.
I was reduced to one-word growls like some caveman as he stared at me with a stupid grin on his face.
“Boogie,” I snarled, slamming the door shut.
“You ok there?—”
I pulled him forward and slammed my lips into his, devouring him. Boogie didn’t fight me even if I wanted him to. He kissed me back with equal fervor as I bit his lip, and pulled his towel away. His cock was hard as I stroked him, which elicited a moan from him.
“Bed, now,” I growled against his lips.
He didn’t fight me this time, and headed straight to the bed. I stripped as I watched his hard ass climb up on the bed. Helaid his chest and head on the bed, presenting his ass to me. His muscular body was on display for me as I stroked my cock as I kicked off my pants.
I hesitated, worried that maybe I was too far gone for this. If we had sex while I was like this, I didn’t want to hurt him or bring back old memories. We had spent so much time ridding Boogie of the years of sexual abuse he had endured.
“Fuck me, King,” he snapped, looking over his shoulder. “I know it’s you. I want you to, I need you to.”
I grabbed the lube from the nightstand, flipped the cap and poured a generous amount on my fingers as I kissed a cheek and then bit down. Boogie groaned and stroked his cock, which I slapped away. I kissed his other cheek before biting down. He hissed as I kissed the top of his ass, spreading his cheeks to make my way to his puckered hole. He bucked when I open-mouth kissed my goal, doing it a few more times before he relaxed. Boogie was panting when I rubbed his hole with lube pushing one finger in easily.
“King,” he moaned, pushing back. “More.”
I bit his ass as I pushed another finger in. Pain and pleasure had always been Boogie’s drug of choice and I was always happy to oblige. He fucked himself on my two fingers and I slipped in a third as I stroked his cock.
“Fuck,” he panted. “Fuck me already. I need you.”
Boogie’s begging was intoxicating, but Boogie’s needy and whiney wasmydrug of choice. I flexed my fingers each time he pushed back on my fingers, leisurely looking for his spot. He was getting frustrated, but when his back bowed and his cock jolted, my cock was ready to blow.
“King,” he whined.
“Not yet,” I said, brushing his prostateagain.
“Shit, fuck, yes,” he cried out.
His cock was leaking, his body was vibrating with need, and when he looked over his shoulder at me, I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled my finger out, coated my cock, lined myself up and thrust inside of him in one fluid motion.
We shouted together and I gave him a second to get used to me. I held onto his hips as I thrusted hard twice. I adjusted myself until he moaned louder, and I knew I was hitting the right spot. This was supposed to be sweet torture, to make our pleasure last, but with Boogie, he always made me lose control, and right now I needed to be lost in him.
“I need to come,” he whined, pushing back against me.
“Almost there, you fucking slut.” I slapped his ass, which earned me a glare over his shoulder.
He hated when I spanked him, so I did it again and again. Just as my pleasure began to zip through my spine, he pushed me back. I snarled, ready to slam my way in again when he pushed me on the bed and straddled my hips. He notched my cock in his hole before he held down my hands. We moaned together as he slammed down on me.
“Fuck!” I shouted as he moved his hips up and down.
“You always think you run this show, King,” he chuckled.
I gave in to the pleasure, closed my eyes while I arched my back, trying to fuck in to him.
“You feel so good,” I whimpered.
