Page 49 of Puck Shots
My cock aches, resting against his leg, but I don’t give it the friction it craves, not yet. He pulls back a little, both of us slightly out of breath.
“Wow,” he says, licking his lips.
“As good as the fantasy?”
“Better.”
“What happened next?”
“Umm, we got out…a little help.”
I frown, but when he glances down to our hardening cocks, it clicks.
“Oh, right, got it,” I say and roll back and pull out a bottle of lube from the drawer. I grab two condoms, too, and rest them on the bedside. I don’t know where today is going, but I want him to know that if he wants to take it in that direction, I’m ready and totally up for it. Just the thought of Eli sitting his tiny ass on top of my cock has it twitching.
“Do you want to tell me more?” I ask.
“I’ll show you,” he says instead, and he pushes the bedspread back as he lifts his knees and then drops them out to the sides. One rests against my thigh, and the sight of him lying there beside me like this is so fucking hot.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I say without thinking, but his smile takes away any nerves that had risen up in a second.
He squeezes the lube onto his hand but instead of gripping his clearly rock-hard cock, he goes past it to his hole.
“Oh, fuck, that’s hot,” I say, and he reaches up with his free hand to grip the back of my neck and pull me in to kiss him again. I try to watch him but can’t see well out of the corner of my eye as we kiss, so I reach down with my free hand slowly, my fingers brushing over the back of his hand. He lifts his hips a little in reply, and my finger slides between his, coating themselves in the lube and sharing in the teasing circles he’s making around his entrance. Then he pushes one finger inside himself, and I break our kiss, sitting up to get a better look. When his finger slides out, I move mine in, and his head arches back, a soft moan escaping his lips.
“Make me ready for you.”
16
Eli
Cosmo’s fingers move in and out, stretching me open with a slight sting. His gaze has been locked onto what he’s doing since we started prepping me. When he asked me to tell him about the fantasy I wanted to happen tonight, all I could think of was having him inside me. I’ve always enjoyed ass play and even thought about teasing his hole or slipping a finger in when I sucked him off the other day, but swallowing his cockhead took all my focus.
“Add more lube,” I say, and he shifts on the bed to grab the bottle. Instead of returning to my side, he moves to kneel between my legs, lifting my knees up and out further, spreading me wide open for him.
“You look so hot like that,” he says, squeezing lube onto his fingers and then down my taint. The cool liquid sends a shiver through me, and I shudder.
“I can’t wait to feel you inside,” I reply, and he groans, gripping the base of his cock with his other hand.
“Fuck, you’ll make me come saying shit like that.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” He chuckles. “But maybe wait until I’ve got you ready, then you can tell me exactly how you want to be fucked.”
“Deal,” I reply, and he slowly inserts two fingers again. He stretches them out, working me open, swirling the lube inside me.
“More,” I say, and he adds a third. The pressure has me gripping the bedsheets, and he slows.
“Are you okay?”
“Perfect,” I reply, taking a slow breath, relaxing my grip, and feeling my ass start to relax, too. He reaches forward with his free hand and gives my cock a slow stroke, moving in time with the fingers buried inside.
“Do you like that?” he asks.
I nod, and it brings that cheeky grin to his lips that I love. “I think you could take me now, if you want to try,” he says.
My stomach cartwheels at the thought.
