by Evelyn Drake
Having the man fully under his control felt good. Giving Michael’s sack a gentle pull, Steve was rewarded with a low moan. Taking his time, Steve gave himself the chance to consider if he liked what he saw without Michael’s analyzing gaze staring him down .
He is beautiful, Steve thought to himself again. He dragged the pad of one finger up the underside of Michael’s cock and felt Michael’s fingers dig into his hips. A heartbeat later and it was Steve’s turn to moan when Michael’s exploring hand slipped between Steve’s cheeks .
Instinctively Steve lifted slightly, putting him in the position of a jockey riding his mount. Behind him, Michael’s skilled hand sank deeper between his cheeks until one finger found its mark and began a slow, enticing circling .
“Ohhhh, fuck,” Steve moaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. He’d never dreamed something so simple could feel so good. He could feel his hole puckering and releasing, puckering and releasing .
“That’s the idea,” Michael said, his voice much lower than it had been a moment before. The sound of him made Steve’s fingers curl into Michael’s thighs .
“The condom, Steve, get the condom on me .”
Opening his eyes and doing his best to refocus, Steve gasped and his hips jerked up when he felt the tip of Michael’s finger slip inside his snug hole. The jerking upward did nothing for him. Michael’s finger stayed right where it was .
“Condom, Steve,” Michael instructed again as his finger began a slow stroke that pushed it deeper with every in-out .
Steve’s hands shook as he positioned the condom atop Michael’s mushroomed head, and stretched the latex tight over Michael’s ample girth, rolling the condom to his cock’s base. Behind him, he was sure that Michael’s finger was up to his middle knuckle .
“All fours,” Michael said .
It wasn’t a suggestion or a request, and Steve knew it. He complied. Behind him, Michael got to his knees, but he never halted in the rhythmic in-out of his finger .
“Knees apart, elbows on the bed,” Michael said, leaning down close to Steve’s ear .
With his heart pounding in his chest, Steve did as he was told. Lowering himself as Michael had instructed, Steve felt lewd and exposed as his hips shifted to put him on display. Michael’s finger sank a little deeper inside of him, and he felt his tight hole complain .
“Fuck yourself,” Michael whispered into his ear .
Steve groaned as his eyes closed and rolled back in his head. Between his thighs, his cock pulsed upward in a little dance, and he felt his small hole rhythmically squeeze Michael’s finger. He didn’t know if he was trying to keep it in or keep it out .
“Now,” Michael prompted again .
Steve leaned back against Michael’s finger and felt it sink deeper. “Ohhhh god,” he moaned. The sensation was unlike any he’d ever experienced .
“Forward,” Michael ordered .
Steve rocked forward and felt Michael’s finger slide almost all the way out. Without being told, he stopped his forward movement before Michael slipped free and rocked back once more to sink Michael’s finger home inside of him. Again and again, he repeated the motion until he found a steady rhythm that had him arching his back and wanting more .
Michael shifted, adjusting his stance behind him, and Steve went still. He heard the click of a flip-top open and then close. “The night stand’s been good to us,” he said as he pressed a hand on Steve’s hip and then pushed his finger back inside Steve’s hole as far as it would go .
“Ohhhh,” Steve groaned, rocking forward with the press of Michael’s finger. This time it glided and the pleasure amplified .
“Push back into my finger, don’t pull away. When you take my cock, it’ll make it worse if you try to pull away. But if you push into me, your body will yield more easily .”
Steve moaned again. He’d never moaned so much during sex in his life .
“That’s it. Take me,” Michael said .
Steve groaned again with the stretch of a second finger pushing into him. He started to pull away, but remembering Michael’s words, he prostrated himself instead. Keeping his shoulders low, he arched his hips and spread his knees .
“That’s it,” Michael whispered encouragingly, his voice heavy with growing desire. “You’ve got the sweetest hole in the world, and I’m going to make it mine. I’ll fuck you until your toes curl and you can’t remember your own name .”
“I... I want to suck you.” The words came out, but Steve didn’t know who spoke them. It sure as hell wasn’t him .
Michael hissed before saying in a voice an octave lower than normal, “Get over here .”
Steve’s heart sank when he felt the void left by the removal of Michael’s fingers, but he needed to taste Michael. He needed to hear him groan. Turning around, he got on his knees and gave Michael’s chest a hard shove, toppling the smaller man onto his back .
Steve straddled his legs, and kissed his way up Michael’s outer thigh as Michael’s thick cock stood upright like a proud oak. He wished that there would be nothing between them when his lips reached the base of Michael’s cock, but they weren’t there yet. He hoped the time would come when he could take the man inside his mouth and drink his pleasure down .
Wrapping his hand around Michael’s base, Steve squeezed it with a firm but not-too-tight pressure. He felt Michael’s cock throb once, hard, beneath his hand .
“Who’s in control now?” he growled with a teasing smile as he looked up at Michael. But Michael’s expression was nothing but raw hunger, and it erased Steve’s quirked grin from his lips .
“Suck it. Let me see you.” Michael’s hand reached for the back of Steve’s head, and to Steve’s shock, he complied—obediently .
With a lick that started at Michael’s base, Steve dragged his tongue up Michael’s length and swirled it around the thick head. Buried in Steve’s short hair, Michael’s fingers tightened as his pleasure grew, and his cock bobbed against Steve’s lips. Using his tongue as a guide, Steve stretched his lips wide to take Michael’s head inside .
His mouth felt more full that it ever had, and he felt more powerful than he ever had as Michael moaned and pulsed his hips upward .
I’ve got him right where I want him, Steve joked with himself as he sank deeper onto Michael’s cock. Lifting his gaze to Michael’s face, the reverent bliss Steve saw there had his heart coming undone. Though the man didn’t know it, Michael was the most important person in his life. Michael was the person who made him look forward to the sun rising on another day. That there was a chance that he could matter to Michael as well sparked a desperate hope inside his chest .
Stretching his lips more, Steve let Michael fill his mouth, sliding his bulbous head across his tongue until it pushed against the back of his throat. A gag reflex took him and his body bowed up in an effort to expel the thing that filled him, but Steve held strong, keeping Michael’s hard length deep inside of him .
Wrapping his lips firmly around Michael’s thick shaft, Steve began a slow, bending stroke of Michael’s cock, lifting his chin slightly each time he let the man he cared for most slip further out of his mouth. But then each time, he took him deep once more—so deep that his lips wrapped themselves around the bare skin of his base .
“You’ve done this before. Admit it,” Michael moaned, lost in a haze of pleasure .
Steve growled his denial but never let Michael’s length escape his lips. The vibration filled his mouth and poured itself into Michael’s cock .
Michael hissed, throwing back his head as he arched his hips high. “Yessss.” It was a cry meant for a lover’s ears .
Steve did it again, groaning on Michael’s cock until every muscle of the man beneath him was rigid with unleashed pleasure .
“Oh fuck, you have to stop. Steve, stop.” Michael’s finger’s pulled at Steve’s hair, but Steve’s mouth continued its duty, swallowing Michael’s cock again and again and again until he felt Michael’s already unbelievably thick shaft g
row even thicker in his mouth .
“Stop!” Michael cried out, sitting up suddenly to forcefully pull Steve’s mouth off him. He sat for several long heartbeats with eyes closed, panting, as his body shook and his fists clenched the bed sheets. “Get on your fucking back,” Michael growled when his control finally returned .
Steve’s heart pounded in his chest as he once again did as he was told. He knew that it was about to happen, that he was about to lose his anal virginity... to a man. To Michael .
Climbing over Steve, Michael’s knees roughly pushed Michael’s legs open until Steve was completely exposed before him. Michael’s still-wet cock pointed at its intended home. Reaching over, he got the small tube of lube he’d found in the nightstand and thickly coated his cock and several finger of one hand .
“You think you’re the big man, don’t you?” Michael said, as he sank two fingers into Steve’s hole. “Always the one in control. Always the one to decide where things begin and end .”
Steve breath caught in his throat when Michael’s fingers reached their middle knuckles. He wanted to deny Michael’s claim, but he couldn’t .
“Well, you’re not in control here. And if you can admit that to yourself, you’re going to have a lot of fun with what’s about to happen.” His fingers slid in and out of Steve’s tight hole, and it was Steve’s turn to grip the sheets with white knuckles. “But if you can’t admit it, this sweet little hole of yours is going to get tight as a drum and you’re going to moan and cry and whimper the entire time I fuck you. But... if you let go, if you let me hurt you, you’re going to love the way I make you feel. But you’ve got to let me hurt you. Don’t fight it .”
Michael’s fingers continued their steady pump of Steve’s ass, and Steve closed his eyes and took in Michael’s words. He took in his demands. And he let go. Already the stretch that Michael was giving him hurt, but as soon as he let go, a pleasure he hadn’t imagined stepped up to stand beside the pain .
Steve moaned. He moaned in pleasure .
“That’s it,” Michael said. “That’s it .”
The fingers in Michael’s ass continued to pump him and Steve relaxed some more. He relaxed so much that when the pleasure at his base grew, it grew throughout his entire body. His muscles grew tight and his breath grew labored .
“That’s it, baby. Just let go. I’ve got you,” Michael encouraged, leaning over Steve to his sculpted abs as his hand wrapped itself around Steve’s cock and began to stroke. Beneath him, Steve’s hips pumped the air. But he wasn’t seeing a thing. His eyes were half lidded and only showing their whites .
Steve’s hole, that had been pulsing and squeezing Michael’s probing fingers, relaxed as Steve’s entire body began to shake. He barely noticed when Michael’s fingers left him. But his eyes flew open when a much harder stretch replaced them .
Lifting his head, he stared into Michael’s eyes as Michael adjusted himself. With his head already inside his new lover, Michael planked his torso above Steve’s .
“Lift your knees higher,” Michael instructed, his voice gentle .
Steve did just as he was told and then groaned loud enough to fill the room as Michael sank an inch inside of him. He didn’t even feel Michael’s lips on his neck at first, but as his body relaxed into what Michael was giving him, Steve became aware of every inch of flesh against him .
His hands came up to hold the man above him, not to push him off or control him but to hold Michael to him as the man sank another inch inside of him .
Steve’s body shook for reasons besides pleasure as his body fought against Michael’s girth .
“Breathe, baby,” Michael whispered as his fingers stroked Steve’s hair at his temple .
Steve opened his eyes and stared up into Michael’s. His breath came in shallow gasps, but he nodded his head and then moaned again as he took Michael deeper .
“I don’t know,” Steve cried, suddenly feeling unsure of how much more he could take. “It’s too much. You’re too much .”
“I’m not, baby, I promise. Just breathe for me, honey. Breathe .”
Steve gave another nod, locking his eyes to Michael’s once more as he willed his body to accept Michael’s invasion. He thought about how good Michael’s stroking fingers had felt inside of him, and he knew he could have that again—this time more intense, this time with Michael inside of him. Really inside of him .
“I’m halfway, baby,” Michael whispered, dipping his head to take Steve’s lips. “Did I tell you how amazing you felt when you were sucking me ?”
Steve shook his head no, not able to find the words to speak .
“You did, you felt amazing.” He sank a little deeper. “But as good as you felt then, you feel so much better to me now.” Deeper. “You’re the sweetest,” kiss , “ass,” kiss , “I’ve ever,” kiss , “had.” He sank the rest of his length all the way to his base inside Steve as Steve’s body went rigid beneath him and stopped breathing .
“Breathe, baby .”
Steve gasped for air, each breathe tinged with a small whimper .
“That’s it. You’ve got all of me now,” Michael said, stroking Steve’s hair. “You did it. You took me .”
“You’re fucking huge!” Steve blurted out loud enough to fill the room with his voice .
“I am,” Michael laughed, smiling as he kissed Steve. “Not everyone is man enough to take me. But you did it.” He kissed him deeper and pulsed his hips. “That’s the worst it’s gonna be, baby. Everything gets better—a lot better—from here .”
“You promise?” Steve asked, his voice a whisper, and he felt that he wasn’t only asking about having Michael inside of him. He wanted to believe that there could be more than the moment they were in. He wanted to believe that there could be a tomorrow as well .
Michael’s face softened. “I hope so,” he whispered back. He took Steve in another kiss as his hips found a shallow stroke that had Steve panting first with pain but soon with pleasure. Soon, Steve’s fingers tightened on his hips and he lifted his knees higher .
“The fucking best,” Michael said, lifting his chest off of Steve’s to begin slow grind on his ass. His cock pulled out almost to its tip each time before sinking back in .
“Michael,” Steve whimpered as his pleasure grew and knotted low in his abdomen. It was more than he’d ever experienced before. It went beyond his cock. It went beyond anything he’d ever known .
“I’m right here, baby,” Michael whispered, lowering his chest to Steve’s sculpted body once more. His hips worked in a flawless rhythm that grew in strength and depth until he was fucking Steve hard enough to rock the bed .
Steve felt the pinch of Michael’s teeth on his neck as he lifted his knees to his shoulders and reached his hands above his head to anchor them on the headboard .
“Fuck me,” he begged, arching his neck back .
It was as if his words had been Michael’s command as Michael slid his hand below Steve’s hips and thrust himself at a ferocious pace not meant for a virgin’s ass. But Steve held his legs high and his thighs open in invitation of everything Michael could give him .
“Come for me!” Michael growled, demanding Steve’s pleasure on his cock. “You fucking come for me !”
Steve’s moans echoed off the walls as a throbbing tension built within his core. His breath came in gasps, not knowing what to do with the pleasure he felt. It wasn’t like the build of any orgasm he’d had before. “Yessss... oh god, yesss !”
He stopped breathing in the half second the tension within him reached its apex, and as the tension broke in a wave that sent tingles up through his center to fill his head with ecstasy, Steve released a guttural moan that lasted longer than any orgasm he’d ever had before .
Michael’s hands were on his head and his mouth kissing his face as his hips pistoned into Steve’s depths. His body still relaxed but his knees held high, Steve groaned a deep, lazy sound as he felt Michael’s thickness grow .
The way Michael fe
lt above him changed as Michael’s body tensed, yet his hips quickened as his breath became labored .
He’s fucking me, a languid voice inside Steve’s head said. The knowledge amazed him, and he did his best to pull his knees even higher so that he would be absolutely and completely available to Michael and his pleasure .
The bed shook and Michael raised himself on strong arms to either side of Steve’s head as his hips slapped against the flesh Steve’s ass and thighs. Steve had never felt so full in a way that completed him. He wanted this, he needed this. And, even as his tired hole complained, he loved Michael for every searing thrust he made into his soul .
The thrust of Michael’s hips stuttered and he stopped breathing as the veins bulged in his neck. Then his hips jerked and quickened to a brutal pace that had Steve’s head knocking the headboard .
Steve held on, amazed at the beauty of what he was seeing. Amazed at the pleasure that Michael was experiencing from his body. He’d been death to so many, he’d hurt so many. But for Michael, he was pleasure .
Michael’s thrusting paused as he sank himself to his base within Steve. His eyes rolled back in his head, and then breath moved slowly in his chest in the form of a long moan that seemed to crawl its way up out of his soul. His body gave a half-second tremble and then all of his tension drained away .
Steve wrapped his powerful arms around Michael as Michael melted on top of him. Steve held him, kissing his hair, and he thought of the cum held within his depths .
“Is it always like this?” It was the question of a virgin, Steve knew, but he couldn’t stop himself from asking .
Not moving from his spot atop Steve, Michael shook his head no as his breathing slowly returned to normal. “No,” he said, his hand reaching up to cradle Michael’s face. Lifting his head, Michael captured Steve’s lips in a slow kiss that had both men murmuring sweet, soft sounds into the other. “No,” Michael whispered, “I wish I had the stamina to cum inside you a thousand times .”
