Page 66 of Calculated Chaos

I swear my brain just went off-line. I can’t even talk, just stare at this man who’s been my best friend all my life as he transforms into a sex beast right in front of my eyes.

“You like it. I know.”

Finally, he reaches between my legs and drags his hand over my aching cock. I gasp and arch my back, whimpering slightly.

“Mmm, such a pretty boy,” Axel whispers. He reaches across me to the nightstand, holding up a bottle of lube.

I watch as he opens the bottle and slicks his erection, wondering just how much this is gonna hurt. I’m not prepared for what he does next though.

Straddling me, he drags his body up and down mine, our cocks briefly brushing together, just enough to tease me. He does know a thing or two about edging.

“I’m afraid I’m gonna blow as soon as I enter you,” he admits in a moment of vulnerability.

“If you do, you’ll just have to fuck me again later.”

Axel grins. “Oh, count on it.” He crinkles his brow. “Fuck. We didn’t get the tests scheduled yet.”

“I can’t imagine getting a condom right now. Please don’t. We’re both smart, safe guys. Have you fucked anyone without a condom since your divorce?”

“No,” Axel answers. “You?”

“No.”

“You’re sure about this?”

“Very. Please.”

Axel’s eyes soften. “Thank fuck.”

He scoots down, reaching between my legs and gently probing my hole. Instead of tensing, I blow out a breath and will myself to relax into it. I’m sure it’ll be easier.

All the things I would normally worry about—cleanliness, noises, pain—disappear in an instant. This is Axel and me. We can deal with anything, no matter what. Just like we always have.

Axel takes his time massaging my entrance, keeping his eyes locked on my face as if he’s silently checking in. When he finally breaches me with his fingertip, I nearly cry out with relief. I can’t believe sex can feel like this. So electric and needy. I want it so badly I wish I could reach down and shove his finger inside me.

“So soft,” Axel whispers. “Warm. Tight. You’re gonna feel so good around my cock, sweet boy.”

“You should find out now.”

He chuckles. “Patience. I want it to feel as good as it can for you.”

I nod, biting back another greedy moan as I shift my gaze to his dick. It’s so big and thick and, unf, those veins. I want to lick them. It glistens with lube, bouncing between his legs every time he pushes a little deeper inside me.

Eventually he adds a second finger, and the stretch is heaven. The sting is expected and weirdly addictive. “Oh god,” I moan.

“I know.” Axel gets on his knees, kneeling forward and snatching a kiss before sucking hickeys onto my neck and chest. Just knowing I’ll see his marks when this is over sends another jolt of heat straight to my dick. “Even your skin tastes good.”

I release a throaty moan, unashamed of my blatant need for him. As two fingers become three and I loosen from his efforts, I’m on the edge of screaming.

“Ask me to fuck you now, Holl.” Axel barely sounds like himself.

“Pl-please fuck me, sir. Please use my hole.”

A smile tugs at his lips as he withdraws his fingers. I groan from the loss, but the sound is cut off as Axel positions himself between my legs, wraps his arms under my knees, and pulls me toward him. This is it. This is the moment.

The head of his cock finds my rim, pushing gently, and Axel puts his hand on my chest, pressing down. “Breathe out.”

I blow out a breath and Axel pushes in. My eyes tear up immediately. The sting is fucking intense, but oh my hell, I love it. Axel squeezes his eyes shut, sucking in a breath.

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