Page 129 of Only You

He was huge. The crown of his cock felt like it wasn’t going to go in for a moment, and then I took a deep breath andbore down. The burn ran up my spine to my eyes. I kept them shut, squeezing them against the rush of shocked, stinging tears.

God, he was big. The head of his cock was in, and I breathed in and out shallowly, trying to keep it together, while my ass gripped and released around him. My heartbeat pounded, and I felt it pulse in the tight stretch of my asshole around his girth. Once again, I broke into a fresh sweat. The biggest part was still to come.

“Take it easy,” Daniel whispered, his hands rubbing my thighs. “Not a virgin. But I bet you’re feeling like one right now.” His joke made me laugh, which kind of hurt, but also let me slide down on his cock a bit more.

“It’s okay, Peter. Take your time.” Daniel’s voice was strained, and I could sense the tension in his hips as he struggled not to thrust up and just bury himself in me.

Itdidfeel strangely like the first time. I was too vulnerable, a little insecure, and I felt like he was opening me up in ways I’d never been opened before. The resistance of my asshole was hard to get past, and I lifted until he popped out.

“Want a break?” he asked. “I can get the dildo and—”

I shook my head, positioned his cock again and pushed down onto it. This time it went in easier, though my ass stubbornly refused to let me slide down more than a few inches, tightening on him hard. Daniel’s breath came in fast pants as he rubbed my ass cheeks, loosening my muscles there.

I sweated and moved my hips in slow circles, breathing in and out, lost already in a hum of sensation. He didn’t thrust at all, just stayed there, poised in rigid want, until I could slide down a little more.

I forced another deep breath, trying to relax against the size of the intrusion, trembling nonstop. My own cock had gone flaccid, and I didn’t care. The sensation at my hole was all-consuming. I took him in slowly, lifting and lowering myself in long drags, each ending with me bearing down to take more of his dick, feeling like I was on the razor’s edge of a whole other continent of pleasure.

I hadn’t known what to expect our first time. Maybe something softer, sweeter, and more like our other encounters, but this was perfect. Me, determined to take him in, and Daniel letting me work out my needs on my own—slow, easy, and hot as hell.

Daniel moaned and whimpered, talking to me through gritted teeth. His fingers dug into my hips and thighs, hard enough I knew I’d have bruises. I didn’t care. Seeing him trying to hold back, seeing him trying to be a good, patient lover for me and almost failing was incredible. “Fuck,Peter, oh, fuck…this…you’re… Baby, oh myGod.”

One of his hands drifted from my thigh to work my soft cock. It rose into hardness between us as I rode him up and down.

When I felt his pubic hair tickling my ass, I knew I was almost flush against him. I paused, feeling unbelievably full, my asshole stretched tighter than it hadeverbeen, and marveling at the pressure on my prostate—still so intense without me even having to move.

“Fuck,” I whispered, eyes squeezed tight, taking in how extremely and thoroughly full of Daniel I was. “Fuck.”

Daniel was patient a little longer, letting me just feel him inside, until it seemed he couldn’t take it another moment. “I need to move now, baby,” he said, desperation in his voice. “Is that all right?”

“Gentle,” I whispered, still afraid to open my eyes. “Just…gentle.”

He shifted up, and I felt myself stretch just alittlemore, taking the full length of him, feeling the scratch of his pubic hair press tight against my ass. My nipples ached, and my cock pulsed between us.

“Good?” he asked.

“Yesssss,” I hissed.

And then came the slow drag out as he used his hands on my hips to lift me up and off him. My head fell back, and my breath came in near sobbing hiccups.

“Oh, oh,oh…” I shuddered as he slid out of me until I felt my gaping hole tighten around the head of his cock like a kiss. He pushed me down again, sliding back in with a gentle, sure stroke that stretched me open wide. My nerves roared and my hips strained as the pressure against my prostate grew and grew andgrew. I let my head drop back again.

Daniel stilled. “Am I hurting you? Are you okay?”

I nodded, afraid to speak, my breath coming in hitches and starts.

It was too much, toogood, and I felt like he’d opened me up, shown me something I hadn’t known existed before, and I didn’t know why. I didn’t understand why I was reacting like this. I wasn’t a virgin. I wasn’tsupposedto respond like this.

“Too intense?”

I flashed back to my first time. Adam saying, “It can be intense. I know.” I bit down on my lip to keep from nodding. The sensationwastoo intense, but not in the same way as that first time, and what I felt was totally different. I didn’t want it to stop.

“Peter, look at me.” Daniel had paused mid-thrust, his hips taut and tense.

I did as he asked, gazing down at Daniel’s face. His warm brown eyes peered up with affectionate intensity, and I was caught in them. Safe. Whole. Seen. Adored. Bright heat flared in my chest and grew in my groin, as I pushed down and took him in again.

“Is it good?” I asked him, though I knew the answer from the wonder in his eyes and the flush of his cheeks, the way his breath came in stutters and his cock throbbed against my stretched hole, threatening to erupt.

“So good, baby,” he whispered. “Holy shit, better than I ever thought it could be.” His fingers shook as he reached up and brought me down close to him, changing the angle of his cock in my ass, making it hit my prostate even harder.

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