Page 23 of Nights Without Night
“Fuck! Fuck, fuck,” he babbles, but I’m not done.
I part my thumbs slightly, stretching him. He groans long and hard and I lean in, using the gap between my thumbs to lick inside. I move the tips of them against his walls, massaging him there and he starts bucking slightly against my face, making noises like a wild thing.
I remove my fingers in a quick pull and he lets out a whine. I press the flat of my tongue against his hole and then suck hard there.
I’ve never seen Isadoro go so crazy in bed before. He yanks at the sheets, head bowed and desperately gasping as he lifts his hips. I follow, hitching his hips up for real so he’s on his knees and the angle is better. I spear my tongue in, out, in again. He trembles and moves with me, and I can’t quite believe I have this in my hands. His straining muscle and force, the pleading mass of him, for me.
“You want me to fuck you?” I ask. Isadoro groans. “Or do you wanna fuck me? Is that what you’re thinking about? Opening me up and filling me with this big dick of yours…”
I reach down, squeezing the head of his leaking cock, rubbing at the slit. Isadoro breaks. He bucks suddenly, throwing me off, and pins me with a forearm against my clavicles. His eyes stare down at me, two dark points glowing with darkness.
“You want to play games?” he growls.
“If I did, I’d be winning,” I say through my racing heart.
The smile he gives me bodes terrible things.
He yanks the lube from the nightstand and fucks two fingers into me. I moan at the sudden intrusion, but it’s not long before he’s pushing in a third. The stretch has me gasping and clutching at him, my cock achingly hard.
“Is this what you were looking for?” he mutters darkly in my ear.
“Is that your dick? I think you’ve shrunk,” I snark.
Isadoro pulls back slightly and stops inches from my face. With brutal precision, he starts fucking his fingers against my prostate at every thrust. All the while he just looks at me, at my mouth dropping open, wet and red, at the flush I feel rising on my cheeks, the shape of the desperate little noises I’m making.
“What were you saying?” he teases.
“You. Have. A. Small. Penis,” I say between moans. He snorts.
“That was very convincing.”
I open my eyes and grab the back of his neck.
“Isadoro. Fuck me. Now,” I tell him.
Apparently, those are the magic words.
He wipes his hand against the sheets and puts the condom on, crawling between my legs and wrapping them around his waist. Then, to my surprise, he slides us to the edge of the bed and stands up, taking me with him.
“What-!” I shout, startled, but he just turns around and pushes me against a wall, my legs still around him.
“Bastard,” I try to say, but the word is punched out as he thrusts in.
I don’t have time to catch my breath. I’m just clinging to his broad shoulder and bulging bicep as he holds me up. I can’t even speak, not even his name, my voice a series of broken grunts he fucks out of me.
“Touch yourself for me, Iván,” he says. I follow his instruction blindly. There’s not a single thought in my mind. All I know is Isadoro’s hands under my thighs, his cock deep in my ass, the searing glow of pleasure inside me.
I fist my cock. I moan, and his lips take it away from me. I can’t breathe it’s all so good, so much, as Isadoro keeps pounding away.
“Is…Isa,” I moan, and the orgasm hits me like a burst of light. Isadoro just keeps thrusting into me. I shudder against him, feeling every inch inside my over-sensitized body. I take it, the pleasure expanding and thinning, until he presses me against the wall, groaning as he comes too. I can feel the twitches of his cock inside my abused hole.
I’m panting and incoherent. Isadoro stumbles us onto the bed and we collapse. He barely coordinates taking the condom off and throwing it into the trash can before slumping against me. We’re lying lengthwise across the bed, legs dangling off, but we don’t even care, fucked out of our heads.
“Holy shit,” I say.
“Who has a small dick, again?” Isadoro pants out. I laugh, pressing my face against him.
“Fucking idiot,” I say with every ounce of love in the world.
