When I failed to gag, Zane pulled his cock back. I took him out of my mouth and stroked him for a second. Then he stuffed his meat back into my mouth, forcing my head down and his length into my throat.
Again, I didn’t gag, taking him like a real sport.
I took him out of my mouth and stroked my tongue across his balls. I took one nut into my mouth and sucked on it gently. I listened as Zane’s breathing quickened. I had the sense that I hadn’t brought him as close to orgasm as he had with me, and I wanted to keep going until I brought him to the brink.
My head bobbed up and down over his cock, jerking him with one hand, and tickling the underside of his balls with the other. Zane lifted his ass up off the bed, forcing his cock deep into my mouth once more, but I knew that wasn’t deliberate. He’d done it because the pleasure I’d brought him forced him to.
“That’s a good boy,” he said. “Keep doing it like that. Good boy!”
As Zane’s breathing picked up, and grew erratic, I knew I’d brought him close to orgasm. But I didn’t want him to explode right now. I wanted him to go the distance.
Apparently, my fiancé was thinking the same thing, because he pulled his cock out of my mouth, and leaped to his feet.
He slid his fingers under my chin and made me look up at him.
“Come on, man,” he said. “I want you to fuck me.”
I smiled hugely.
Zane didn’t have to tell me twice.
I rose to my feet and threw my arms around him once more. Our lips met, as I squeezed him tight, letting our bare chests mash against one another. Anything to savor the moment.
When I released him, I put my hands on his shoulders, spun him around, and bent him over the bed. Then I brought my hand down on his ass, and the cracking noise reverberated throughout the room.
I grabbed a nearby bottle of lube, popped the cap open, and squirted a dollop onto my cock. I used my hand to spread it all over. Then I slid a greased-up finger into Zane’s ass to prepare him for the big moment.
Then I inched up behind him and opened his legs wider. My hands on his ass, I spread the cheeks open to make way for my cock. Finally, I brought my hard member to his hole and pushed it in ever so slightly at first. I heard a tiny gasp leave my fiance’s lips, a sound that only turned me on more.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“Uh, huh.”
“Are you totally sure?”
“Yeah, dude, let me fucking have it.”
So, I pushed my cock in slowly and steadily, listening to his protracted groan, until I was balls deep. Fully inside him now, I ran my hands up and down his back and then clamped my hands down on his side. My head thrust back, savoring the sweet warmth that enveloped my cock.
I pushed back and forth. At first, Zane’s hole felt tight, prohibitive. Even though I’d fucked him my share of times, he never felt terribly loose.
That didn’t have to be all bad.
He moaned several times when I invaded him slowly. Soon, I loosened him up enough to gather speed. That made him lift his head and crane his neck back. Several panicked moans and groans emanated from his mouth as I fucked him at a harder and faster pace.
I raised my hand and then brought it down onto his ass, causing an even louder cracking noise than before.
He cried out. That was the sound that I absolutely love to hear.
“You like that, huh?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“Tell me you like it.”
“I like it.”
“Shout it out for me, babe.”