Me: I always look forward to being with you
Sky’s the Limit: Stop it! I’m blushing.
Me: Liar
Sky’s the Limit: Fair.
Sky’s the Limit. Not blushing, but I’m a shameless hussy and I need your cock.
My eyes close on a groan.
“Dude, you’re so fucking whipped.” I open my eyes and look over at Leigh. Denial is futile, so I simply shrug.
After practice,I found more messages from Sky. Stirring me up, egging me on. I’m on him as soon as I get through his door. We stumble our way to his room and out of our clothes. It happens so fast, it barely registers in my brain.
“Don’t be gentle with me, Landon. I can take it. Manhandle me. Shove me.” He pauses to shove my shoulders a little. Sparks go off inside my brain.
“Jesus, fuck, Sky.”
“Do it. Hold me down. Choke me a little. Fucking let yourself go with me.” Our eyes meet. Desperation and fire fill his gaze. “Please, baby.”
Theplease babyfucks me up good. My control snaps almost audibly.
“On your knees.” He complies immediately. Kneeling on the bed on all fours, facing away from me. That ink goes on for miles.Trailing from his left shoulder, lining one side of his spine, onto his juicy ass and curving onto his thigh.
The round curve of his cheeks is too tempting. Using the flat of my hand, I smack the fleshy bottom side of his right cheek. His moan is long and drawn out. I trace my fingers across the blush that appears, and he gasps. “Feels good?”
“Yes.” The word is a hiss of sound. His hips rock, instinctively searching for the sweet relief of friction, the contrast of sensations driving him wild.
I kneel behind him and curl myself around him, my chest brushing against the smooth, muscled skin of his back. Reaching around him, I pull him up with me so we’re both kneeling. My nails drag up his chest and squeeze his throat. Not too hard, but harder than I normally do.
He moans, and I feel it rumble from my hand and down my arm. It's quite possibly the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. I squeeze a little harder and marvel at the goosebumps visibly breaking out across his skin. Over his shoulder, I can see his nipples are hard points, his cock is hard, skin tight, head flushed an angry purple.
And fuck me, I’m helpless to deny him anything.
The urge to brush kisses across his shoulder is irresistible. I give in to the desire and bite for good measure. Sinking my teeth into the firm muscle, sucking and licking the spot.
My other hand swirls and teases around his nipples. Back and forth. I tug one firmly, and his gasp is music to my ears. My hand slides down to jack his dick a few times.
“Fuck. Fuck me, Landon.Yes.” His hips are rocking, mimicking sex, begging for me to breach his hole.
I release his throat in exchange for the lube.
My fingers trace his crease, rubbing and circling the wet, puckered skin of his rim. He’s already slick and ready for me. Myteeth sink into my bottom lip, and I groan. My cock pulses out a bead of precum.
“Fuck, baby, what did you do? Did you get your hole nice and ready for me?” My words are deep, husky. Whispered into his ear, he shivers in my arms.
“Yesss.”He moans the word. My fingers easily breach him. His hole is nice and soft, already stretched. A groan leaves me when I feel how slick he is inside. Fuck, I want to feel it on my bare cock. No barriers. Just Sky.
That conversation I planned gets bumped up to urgent status on my to-do list as I slide a condom on.
My hand grasps my now sheathed cock, and I aim the head at his ass. It clenches and releases, hungry for me.
My cockhead breaches his tight ring of muscle and he takes matters into his own hands. He slams his ass back on my dick, engulfing me in one go. Head thrown back onto my shoulder, he shouts his pleasure.
Our groans are animalistic, primal in the quiet room. The scent of sex is heavy in the air. It’s fucking delicious.
His hips rock, throwing his ass back onto my cock, forcing me in and out of his tight channel. I’m not moving, Sky is doing all the work. He’s essentially jacking himself off with my hand and fucking himself onto my dick.