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Bo had let go of his own legs and was touching Larry’s shoulder and head. No grabbing, no controlling, just little touches,as if heneededto feel Larry as much as possible.
Larry used his second lubed finger to tease the outside of Bo’s pucker, and when he went down, taking Bo’s shaft into his throat, Bo shouted and Larry inserted that finger into Bo’s ass as well.
Two fingers weren’t going to loosen Bo up enough. He was too tight and so,sohot inside.
“Larry, I’m gonna—” Bo cursed and Larry almost came. “Gottastop. I’ll come,” Bo warned.
Larry left off sucking Bo’s dick. “You mean stop this?” He licked the tip.
“Yes!” Bo yelped.
Larry grinned. “Can you reach the lube?”
Bo grunted, then tossed the lube onto the bed beside Larry. As soon as he had two more fingers ready, he resumed stretching Bo.
“This is…” Larry shook his head as he watched Bo’s hole give way to three fingers. “You’re incredible.So tight and hot and…did I say tight and hot?” His brain was shorting out since all the blood in his body had to be pooled in his groin.
“Ungh,” Bo replied, panting.
Larry hefted Bo’s balls with his other hand. “Trust me. I don’t want you hurt.”
“Me—” Bo moaned. “Either.”
It took Larry a few minutes to get all three digits inside Bo, but once he did, Bo’s pucker loosened up. Larry fingeredhim gently at first, then faster, and harder, as Bo demanded more, more,more!
“You want more?” Larry asked, baring his teeth at Bo. “Four?”
“Your dick,” Bo bit out. “Fuck me!”
Larry’s fingers were gliding in and out. He withdrew them, wiped them on a tissue from the box on the nightstand, then grabbed a condom.
“Dick it is, hon.”
Shit!Larry hoped his wince was internal. He didn’t know Bowell enough for endearments, and calling a Dom—well, a sadist who is only a Dom during scenes—by a pet name might not go over well.
“Larry,” Bo grumbled. “Stop thinking and fuck me!”
It didn’t sound like Bo minded. Larry opened the condom, and after he had it on, he tapped Bo’s hip. “Legs up.”
Bo surprised him by sticking his legs up in the air and spreading them to a wide vee instead of pullinghis knees to his chest again. “Have at it.”
Larry snorted. He wasn’t going to argue. He lined up his cock and began to push into Bo’s ass.
When he felt the clench of Bo’s ring around his cockhead, Larry lost all ability to think. He acted on pure, uninhibited instinct, moving, thrusting, working his shaft into Bo until his balls were pressed to Bo’s ass.
Bo made rumbly, panting noises and clutchedat Larry’s shoulders. “In, in,” he chanted, and when Larry bottomed out, Bo wrapped his legs around Larry’s hips. “Now, fuck me.”
Larry instead bent down, hands, then elbows, braced by Bo’s head, and he kissed Bo until he knew every nuance of Bo’s flavor. Only then did he begin to move, giving Bo and himself what they both needed.
Larry kissed Bo harder with each thrust. Bo returned the favor,sucking on Larry’s tongue, nipping his lips and grasping at Larry’s biceps.
All the while, Larry’s cock was buried in the tightest heat he’d ever felt. He couldn’t stop moving, couldn’t slow his hips down as he thrust faster, harder. Bo clearly wanted him, and their bodies worked together in perfect synchronicity, flowing together as if they’d had sex together many times before.
Larry stoppedkissing Bo and raised his head. He needed to see Bo.
And Bo was glorious, his eyes almost closed, mouth open, lips swollen, wet, red from kissing. He had a flush that had spread from his cheeks down his neck and chest.
Bo moaned as he dug the back of his head against the pillow.
