Page 82 of Antidote

Hunter lies down on the bed next to me, and I feel around in the dark until I’m between his legs. He hands me the lube, and I coat my fingers with it, then seek out his hole. I rub it with two fingers, getting him ready, then press against it with one.

“Just one, Hunt,” I say softly, and he relaxes against my fingers. “You’re gonna take two, then I’m gonna put this in.”

“Okay.” He groans as I push one finger into his ass, then thrust it in and out. “Fucking hell, Ollie. Give me one more, please.”

I insert the second one, then thrust them in deeply until I’m brushing my fingers against his prostate. He cries out, shifting his hips, trying to chase the pleasure. I take that as my cue to pull them out, and he makes a protesting sound at the back of his throat. Chuckling, I turn on the little vibrating plug and lube it up too. Pressing it against his entrance, I push it in slowly to the hilt. It’s easy because there’s not much girth to it, but it’s long enough to stimulate him with every thrust of his hips. He’s about to come harder than ever and doesn’t even know it.

“Your turn to get stuffed,” he moans, then flips me onto my back, settling between my legs. My dick stirs back to life, and he groans as he grabs the lube and drips it onto my ass blindly. It’s fucking cold, but I forget all about it when he presses the head of his cock to my hole and pushes in slightly. “You ready?”

“Yeah, baby.”

“Fuck, I love when you call me that.”

I smile, and even though he didn’t prep me, I don’t feel like I need it. I crave the pain—the burn. He pushes in slowly, pressing his lips against my neck and breathing hard against my ear. I know he’s struggling not to come already, and the sound of the vibrator is loud. Once he’s buried inside of me as far as he’ll go, he presses his forehead to mine.

“Who do you belong to, Ollie?” he asks with a strained voice, and he begins to move his hips.

The head of his cock touches my prostate, and I moan. “You,” I groan. “Only you.”

And I mean it.

Until my very last breath, I’ll belong to Hunter Hartman.

He’s my sun, and I’m just a planet orbiting around him.

“That’s right, baby.” I gasp as I pull my hips back, then snap them forward. “Only me.”

Ollie wraps his legs around my waist and digs his fingernails into my back, causing more pleasure than pain. It feels as if all my nerve endings are alive right now as the butt plug vibrates inside of me, and with every thrust into Ollie, it feels like I’m going to come.

“Oh fuck, Ollie,” I moan, going a little faster, a little deeper. “Why didn’t you do this before?”

He chuckles, but it turns into a moan as my cock hits his prostate. “You like it?”

“Mmmfuck.” I moan again. “Baby, please hurry up…”

“You gonna come for me, Hunt?” Ollie whispers, grabbing my face and slamming his lips to mine. I thrust my tongue into his mouth, and when he pushes his heels into my ass cheeks, I cry out. “Do it.”

“I want you to come too,” I groan, trying to slow my hips, but Ollie begins to top from the bottom, planting his heels on the bed.

“Oh, I’m gonna come, don’t worry.”

Ollie fucks me back as I speed up my thrusts, my urgency matching his, and he slips a hand between us and starts jerking himself fast. My balls tighten, rising toward my body, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. The vibrating buttplug in my ass feels intense, and I can tell the moment it brushes the right spot because my knees almost give out. I bury my face in the crook of Ollie’s neck, whimpering, trying to stifle my loud moans as my hips begin to stutter.

“I’m gonna fill you up now, Ollie,” I whisper. “You want your brother’s cum in your tight little hole?”

“Fill me up, Hunt,” he begs me. “Put your cum inside of me.”

My dick pulses, hot cum filling him up, and I pump my hips through my orgasm. He tightens around me, and suddenly his cum soaks my chest and abs. I don’t even care as I let my body down on top of his, making a mess of us, and kiss his neck. The smell of vanilla cupcakes invades my senses, and my nostrils flare as I try to take more of it in.

“I love you,” Ollie whispers. “I love you so much.”

I smile, then drag my nose up his jaw and kiss his lips softly. “I love you so much, too.”

There’s a moment of silence between us, and I begin to pull out slowly. Ollie complains, making a whining sound, but when my fingers meet his hole it changes to a moan. I feel my cum spilling out of him, and with two fingers, I attempt to shove it back in.

“This is mine, Ollie,” I groan. “All mine. No one can ever have this. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” he breathes. “Never again.”

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