Max leaned over and swiped the head of Jesse’s cock with his tongue as his fingers teased Jesse’s puckered hole. He slid the tip of his finger inside and pulled back out. Jesse moaned and arched his back which only proved to turn Max on further. His finger slid inside and Jesse clamped down on him. He pushed through the ring of muscles and slid up to his knuckle.
“Oh, fuck Max!” Jesse grabbed the sheets and gripped them.
Max leaned over and ran his tongue over Jesse’s lips, whose tongue came out and he licked it. Max teased it as he added another finger, pushing in and up rubbing, looking for Jesse’s sweet spot. The loud moan that came from Jesse had Max’s cock dripping with anticipation. He maneuvered himself between Jesse’s legs and ran his cock over Jesse’s opening. He pushed in slowly while watching Jesse’s face. Their tongues were still playing, and Max leaned in and plunged into Jesse’s mouth as he slid in all the way. Jesse’s body swallowing him.
“Oh!” Max stopped and closed his eyes. His balls were right on Jesse’s, hips flush with Jesse’s ass. Everything was intensified and he felt his arms shaking as he tried to hold back. “You okay, Jesse?”
Jesse nodded. His ass was on fire but it felt good, too, a slight burn and a pinch. “Jack me off,” Jesse whispered.
Max gripped Jesse’s cock as he slid out slowly, his legs and arms shaking so badly he fought to keep himself in place. He slid back inside and heard a whimper when he pulled back out. He settled into a nice slow rhythm and felt Jesse relax around him. It felt so fucking good, sliding into Jesse’s tight hot ass. He felt every fucking ridge as his dick slid back and forth over and over. Jesse’s back was arching every time he thrust back in and he kept the strokes on Jesse’s cock the same pace as his thrusts.
The moaning increased as Jesse moved with Max. He watched his body as he pushed into him and his hand as it stroked him. His balls tightened and filled. His spine was tingling and Max slid over his prostate. “Oh, fuck yeah, do it again,” Jesse breathed.
Max thrust in again, harder this time. Jesse’s eyes went wide, he let out a loud moan and Max did it again. Jesse’s eyes rolled back and Max slammed into him, his own orgasm right at the edge. He banged into Jesse again and again until he heard Jesse’s loud cry and a rope of cum shot up his chest. Max lost it. His cock pulsed and he blew his fucking load in Jesse’s ass. His body shook and he collapsed on Jesse with a grunt.
Max kissed Jesse’s neck softly, hearing his labored breathing. He felt the wetness between them and didn’t care. He wrapped his arms around Jesse, still buried nice and snug in his ass.
“I love you, Jesse,” Max whispered.
Jesse closed his eyes and held Max to him tighter. “I love you, too. Are you okay?”
“I should be asking you that.” Max got up on his elbow and looked at Jesse. He had a nice just-fucked look on his face.
“I’m sore, but I’ll live. That was fucking mind blowing.” Jesse smiled at Max. “Hot damn, I’m glad I snatched you up.”
Max leaned over and kissed him softly. “You have one hell of a tight ass.”
Jesse chuckled; he clamped down on Max and heard a soft gasp. “Yeah?”
Max ran his tongue over Jesse’s lips, nibbling on the bottom one. “Next time you top.”
“Mmm, I like the sound of that.” Jesse caressed his face. “Are you okay? Mr. Youngblood called me.”
Max sighed and buried his face in Jesse’s neck. “So, you know.”
“That you’re Maximo Santorno? Yeah, I do.” Jesse ran his hand through Max’s hair. “I should have known by the way Mr. Santorno looked at you.”
“What do you mean?” Max looked up.
“I don’t know, there was love in his eyes and he looked so proud of you guys.” Jesse smiled as Max kissed him.
Max sighed. “All this time, they both lied to me my entire life.”
Jesse looked at him; he took his face in his hands.
“Do you know how lucky you are? You have two men who love you so much. They would both give their lives for you, Max. No matter what both your fathers love you. Damon did what he thought he had to. He could have been selfish and kept you, knowing you would always be a target but he loved you enough to let you go and hoped you would have a normal life with a normal family.”
Max sighed. “I guess so.” He looked in Jesse’s eyes. “You said you love me.”
“You just now heard that?” Jesse blushed and smiled.
“I’m pretty sure I heard it before. I think I was in shock.” Max kissed him, still feeling Jesse’s warmth around his cock. “I love you, Jesse Walker.”
“I love you too Max Remo-Santorno.” Jesse chuckled.
“You sure you want this? The son of a mobster and always having to watch your back?” Max looked in his eyes, he was afraid of the answer.
“As long as I can watch your front.”
Toby ran across the parking lot; he had just gotten off the phone with Stefan Youngblood and knew about Max and Cameron. He knew he had a guard, all the lessons from Cameron had taught him what to look for and he had picked him out pretty easily. The guy was huge and he never spoke, although he was quite embarrassed when Toby gave him coffee and donuts one morning. He ran through the dorms and found Cameron’s room unlocked. He entered and found Cameron on the floor with his knees pulled up to his chest, looking like a kicked puppy.
“Oh, God.” Toby went to him and pulled him into his arms. “I’m so sorry, Cameron.”
“They lied.” Cameron held Toby tightly to him. “All these years they lied to me. Why would he give me away?”
Toby wiped Cameron’s tears. “I can see why he would –” Toby saw Cameron’s mouth opening and he put his hand over it. “He wanted to keep you safe, Cameron. If there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that Damon Santorno loves you. I saw it on his face in Alaska. It must have killed him not to be able to tell you.”
“You think so?” Cameron sniffed and looked at Toby.
“I know so. Who wouldn’t love you? You’re kind, sweet, and caring.”
“And hot, smoking hot.” Cameron winked and grabbed Toby’s ass.
“Yes, you are Cameron, and you are mine.” Toby palmed his face and leaned in, his lips lightly touched Cameron’s and he felt a hand in his hair, then one on his ass. “My, my, does someone want to play?”
Cameron smiled and grabbed Toby, holding him in his arms. “I would love to play.”
Toby untangled himself and stood up taking his shirt off, his hands made their way down to his jeans and he popped the button out and slid the zipper down. “I want to play.”
“What kind of play are we talkin ’bout?” Cameron arched a brow as Toby’s hands slid down into his pants.
Toby pulled the jeans down further and then his boxers, his hard prick sprung out and waved hello. “I think you know.”
“You’re ready?” Cameron stood up, he didn’t know if he was hearing things or not, maybe he had misunderstood.
“I want you, Cameron.” Toby approached, kicking his jeans and boxers off. He slid his hands up Cameron’s chest and pulled the shirt off, throwing it on the floor. “Make love to me.”
Cameron took Toby’s face in his hands and kissed him, Toby’s hands were at his waist taking his pants off and then they stood in the room naked, kissing, touching, stroking. Cameron moved them over to the bed and bent Toby over it, ass up in the air. Cameron admired him.
“Hot damn, Toby.” Cameron sunk to his knees and took Toby’s balls in his mouth, sucking them in and rolling them around. He found the lube and covered his fingers and dick with it, his tongue continuing its slow exploration of Toby’s balls before moving on to lick long strokes over the tight silky skin below Toby’s balls.
“Oh, fuck me!” Toby whispered.
“In a minute, babe.” Cameron chuckled, running his tongue up higher. He ran his tongue in circles around Toby’s hole before lapping at it directly. Toby jerked and moaned and Cameron groaned. He used both thumbs to open Toby up and
dove inside, his face plastered to Toby’s ass.
“Oh my God! Fuck me, Cameron! Please!”
Cameron smiled, nothing like having a guy begging for it. He took a finger and slid inside Toby swiftly. Toby moved back on his finger. Cameron added another one, rubbing along the inside and finding Toby’s swollen gland. He squeezed and rubbed, pinching his fingers inside Toby until Toby was whining and backing his ass up to meet Cameron’s fingers.
“One more, babe.” Cameron leaned, over kissing Toby’s shoulder as he slid one more finger in. Toby’s ass clenched and Cameron eased back a bit. “Okay?”
“Yeah, is your whole fist up in there?” Toby squeezed his eyes shut.
“No, just three fingers and that’s almost the size of my cock, you sure you want to do this?” Cameron kissed Toby’s back and slid the fingers in a little further, rubbing Toby’s prostate.
Toby moaned and spread his legs out. “Yeah, just go slow okay?”
“I don’t want to hurt you so if it does just tell me, okay?” Cameron lubed his cock up again and spread a generous amount on Toby. He slid the head in up to the crown and heard Toby hiss.
“Don’t move, okay?” Toby’s fingers were white knuckled hanging onto the comforter. He had fingered his own ass before but Cameron was stretching his limits, literally.
Cameron stood still until he got the all clear nod from Toby. He added more lube and slid in inch by inch until his hips were flush with Toby’s ass and he stopped. He closed his eyes and waited for the feeling to pass. He wanted to blow his load. Toby was tight as fuck.
“You okay?” Cameron ran his hand up and down Toby’s back trying to relax him.
“Oh God, Cam.” Toby closed his eyes and nodded. “Pull back slow.”
Cameron pulled out slowly until the crown of his dick was the only thing inside Toby, then he grabbed Toby’s balls and massaged them as he pushed back in slowly. In and out, back and forth, Cameron kept the same thrusts up until Toby was moaning in pleasure instead of pain. His hands gripped Toby’s ass pushing his cheeks together making the friction and tightness so much sweeter. Toby was pushing back on him now, wanting things a little rougher and Cameron obliged.
The slapping of skin and moaning were the only sounds in the room as Cameron thrust into Toby, over and over again. He held onto Toby, one hand on his hip the other on his shoulder. He pulled Toby up, stabilizing him with one arm across his waist and hung onto his shoulder. They were almost standing up and Cameron thrust up, hearing Toby’s strangled moans and loud gasps.
“I love you, Toby.” Cameron bit his shoulder as he thrust upward. He moved his arm to grab Toby’s leaking dick, stroking it.
The words registered and Toby tried to speak but Cameron was pounding the shit out of his prostate. Speaking was not on the menu right then. Instead, he turned his head and met Cameron’s lips, kissing him, tongue exploring all while Cameron pounded into his ass.
Fuck, but it felt good. The next thrust hit just right and Toby felt the snap in his spine and his dick exploded like the Fourth of July all over the comforter and Cameron’s hand. He let out a strangled cry and felt Cameron biting his lip before the force of Cameron’s explosion in his ass. They both slumped forward onto the bed and Toby closed his eyes, feeling Cameron’s light kisses on his back and neck.
“Oh, my God.” Cameron could barely move; his dick was still tingling in Toby’s ass. “Are you okay?”
Toby couldn’t form a word much less a sentence; he moved his head and saw Cameron’s beautiful gray eyes looking at him with a worried look. “I love you, too.”
Cameron blushed. “I didn’t think you heard me.”
Toby smiled and moved his head to kiss Cameron. “I did. That wasn’t your first time was it?”
“It was to me.” Cameron looked in his eyes and it was as far as he was concerned. He had only had sex once before and it had sucked, not because of him but because of the guy. It had been Cameron’s first time and the guy he was fucking wasn’t a virgin. Cameron felt two inches tall afterward. “I love you, Toby, I really do.”
Toby smiled and pulled Cameron in closer. “I love you, too, but, um, when you pull out, could you go slowly?”
“Did I hurt you?”
“Just sore, don’t look like that. You were, wow. I mean I have nothing to compare it to, but damn.”
“Yeah?” Cameron smiled wide. “I did good?”
“You did fucking awesome.” Toby smiled and pulled Cameron in kissing him long, hard and deep.
They took a shower and lay in bed afterward. “Cam?”
“Yes.”
“You going to be okay?”
Cameron sat up on his elbow, looking into Toby’s beautiful face. “As long as I have you.”
“You do; you always will.”
Colin sat on the couch nose in his geology book; his eyes watched Nikolai working out. The muscles were flexing as he picked up a hundred-pound weight pulling it up to his chin and letting it go back down slowly. Colin’s cock was getting rock watching Nikolai’s biceps flex. Nikolai Markov, eighteen-year-old Nikolai Markov, was fucking hotter than hell. That dark hair, those black eyes, perfectly plump bottom lip and an ass that went on for days, Colin wanted to bury his cock in it and never come out. He licked his lip as Nikolai got down on the floor doing push-ups. He decided at that moment he wanted something from Nik.
Colin got up from the couch and turned the radio on. He found a station playing some pretty good music and took a play from his dad. His shirt came off slowly and he threw it at Nik on the floor. Nikolai looked over at Colin and saw his hips rotating slowly in circles as his hand made its way down his torso. His mouth fell open as Colin unbuttoned his jeans and slowly slid the zipper down, licking his lips suggestively.
“Hot damn,” Nikolai whispered, as he sat up and watched his boyfriend stripping.
Colin turned around and pulled his jeans down slowly over one ass cheek; he smacked his ass and winked at Nikolai. He almost laughed when Nikolai almost fell over. He pulled his jeans down and stepped out of them. He turned slowly in his boxers and ran his fingers under the waistband. Then he put one finger in his mouth, moved it in and out and let out a small moan.
“Oh, fuck.” Nikolai’s mouth dropped.
Colin pulled the boxers down slowly until his cock sprung out hard as a rock. He swore Nikolai was drooling and his tongue came out, licking his lips. Colin grabbed his cock as he threw the boxers across the floor at Nik with his foot. His hand slid up and down his cock slowly, he gripped the crown with his forefinger and thumb and squeezed, watching pre-come glistening on the top. Colin ran his thumb over it and popped it in his mouth, letting out a low growl.
Nikolai’s heart was pounding in his ears and his cock was so hard it was drilling a hole in his shorts. He crawled over to Colin and got on his knees. Colin grabbed his hair and shoved him into his cock hard. Nikolai rubbed his face across Colin’s balls feeling them tighten up.
“Lay down.” Colin looked down at Nikolai’s face buried in his crotch.
Nikolai lay down on his back and watched as Colin left the room and came back out with a bottle and Nikolai’s eyes went wide. “Really?”
If there was one thing Nikolai wanted, it was for Colin to fuck him. They had argued before that he was too young but he was eighteen now and he wanted Colin. He watched as Colin took the bottle and put lube on his fingers.
“Hard or soft?” Colin smiled wickedly. He was scared to death but he was older. It made sense that he took Nik first.
“Both.” Nikolai tugged his shorts off and sprawled on the carpet naked.
Colin got down on his knees between Nikolai’s legs and leaned over to kiss him. Colin ran his finger around Nikolai’ opening, pushing the tip of his finger in. Nikolai’s head thunked back as Colin pushed in further and felt Nikolai’s warm ass around his finger. He pushed through the ridge of muscles and buried his finger inside him. Nikolai was breathing hard and Colin took another finger pushing it in just as slowl
y. Nikolai’s back arched and he growled.
“More?” Colin whispered.
“Want you inside right now.” Nikolai’s head came up and he looked at Colin, pupils blown.
Colin covered his cock and lined himself up. He grabbed the shaft and pushed the head in up to the crown. Nikolai hissed and Colin tried to back out. He felt Nik’s hand on his arm and he was shaking his head. “Keep going.”
Colin pushed in further, his arms on either side of Nik’s head. He looked down into his eyes and saw the lust there. Nikolai was pushing down on him and Colin smiled when Nikolai grabbed his ass.
“Stop topping from the bottom!” Colin smiled biting his lip.
“Then fuck me, Colin. Please.”
Colin smiled and pushed in all the way in one move. He almost came right then. Nik moaned and Colin pulled out as Nik’s hot tight ass nearly pulled him back in. It felt so fucking good. Colin wanted to slam the shit out of him, pound him into the floor and come screaming. He felt Nikolai relaxing around him and kept his thrusts slow and deep. There was nothing to describe how it felt to make love to Nikolai.
“Faster! Fuck harder, baby!” Nikolai closed his eyes, his fingers digging into the carpet.
Colin grabbed Nikolai’s legs and threw them over his shoulders. With his hands on either side of Nikolai’s head, he pounded in hard and took Nik’s mouth. There was a loud umph! And then Colin did it again. He felt Nikolai’s fingers in his biceps and he slammed into him again and again and again. Holy shit, Nik could take a beating. Colin was holding back.
Nikolai held onto Colin as he slammed into him, fuck but it felt fantastic. The feel of Colin’s cock in his ass was just how he thought it would be -- hot, wet, and fucking huge ramming into him with such force Nikolai was about to lose his mind. His whole body was going rigid and he felt warmth flowing through his body. Colin grabbed his cock and started jacking him off and Nikolai’s balls tightened and crawled up toward his body. He let loose, shooting cum all over his chest and Colin’s hand. Colin exploded three seconds later, shooting hot and fast into Nikolai’s ass. He let out a loud guttural groan and collapsed.
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