Page 58 of Over the Top

“Like that?”

“Uhh… huh,” he managed to say.

Cognizant that the man had no experience at all with this stuff, Chas was gentle in slipping a second finger into Gunner’s ass. The invaded muscles clenched hard around his fingers at first, but he went back to stroking Gunner’s cock until the muscles relaxed. Twisting his fingers around inside Gunner’s body, he continued to stroke Gunner from the inside in time with his pumping fist on the outside.

Gunner grabbed a pillow and buried his face in it, groaning and swearing in a steady stream now. Triumph surged through Chas. He loved giving Gunner so much pleasure, loved seeing Gunner share his body with him like this, loved the trust Gunner gave him. When the man seemed coiled on the verge of an epic orgasm, Chas leaned over him and murmured in his ear, “What do you want, Gunner? Do you have a fantasy you’d like to make come true?”

“Sometimes—” Gunner’s voice hitched, and he continued, “Sometimes I dream about you naked. Begging me to fuck you. And I, umm—” Another sharp inhalation of breath. “—I, umm, bend you over. Press your face into the mattress and, umm, take you.”

“Ahh, sweet Gunner. Why didn’t you tell me ages ago?”

Chas rolled off Gunner and stood up beside the bed. Gunner rolled onto his back, and his erection stood straight up, throbbing eagerly. In one fast, aggressive move, Gunner came to his feet beside him. Chas held out the bottle of baby oil, and Gunner took it.

“Bend over,” Gunner told him a little hesitantly.

Smiling, Chas bent over and placed his elbows on the mattress. Gunner stepped back and stared at him for a long time. Frankly, it was a turn-on to be on display like this for his lover. He knew Gunner was devouring the sight of his lean, fit body and his ass sticking up in the air, begging to be fucked.

“Spread your legs,” Gunner ordered a little more confidently.

He complied.

“Umm.” Gunner hesitated, and Chas waited out what he wanted next. “Spread your cheeks for me.”

Smiling, Chas rested his forehead on the mattress and reached back to spread his asscheeks. His entire body quivered with excitement at being this open and vulnerable to Gunner.

He never heard Gunner step close to him, and he jumped as a trickle of baby oil splashed on his asshole. Then big, blunt fingers rubbed it around, dipping down lower to oil his taint and rub around his testicles. His own erection jumped hungrily, banging against the edge of the mattress.

“Turned on, are you?” Gunner murmured, gripping Chas’s dick and treating it to a lovely layer of oil too. He had to give Gunner credit. The man was a fast learner and had paid close attention to Chas’s earlier lesson. But then, so had he. He propped himself on his elbows once more and looked over his shoulder at the magnificent man standing naked and aroused behind him.

“Fuck me, Gunner. Please. Bend me over and split me wide open. Fuck me until I can’t stand.”

Gunner groaned under his breath.

A large hand grasped the back of Chas’s neck and pushed his face down to the mattress strongly enough that he couldn’t have fought back if he’d wanted to, but gently enough not to hurt him in the least.

He heard the rip of a condom packet, and then another stream of oil hit his ass. “Are you ready for this?” Gunner ground out. The guy was obviously fighting for self-control, which made Chas’s dick jump with anticipation. He wassogetting fucked.

“I’m all yours,” he panted.

Gunner’s cock touched his asshole. It was big and blunt and hard as steel. It pushed against his entrance, and he took a deep breath while telling his body to relax. Be open. Accept the invasion. It was right on the verge of painful, but the plentiful lubrication did its job. The tip of Gunner’s cock lodged inside the sphincter of his ass.

“You okay?” Gunner grunted.

“Yeah. Great,” he panted.

Gunner pushed in a little farther. “You good?”

“Hell yeah,” he groaned.

Gunner gripped his hips in both hands and pulled back as his cock pushed steadily forward. In one smooth, incredible stroke, Gunner seated himself balls-deep in Chas’s ass. And it was so fantastic, Chas wanted to weep for joy.

His muscles accommodated the invasion quickly, adjusting to Gunner’s size and heft, clenching and unclenching around the very large cock now firmly lodged in his body.

Gunner withdrew partway and sheathed himself to the hilt again, a little more firmly this time.

“Yes. Yes,” he chanted.

Gunner retreated and filled him again. With each stroke, Chas’s entire body quivered a little more, his own erection filled a little tighter, and delirium took over a little more of his mind.

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