Page 21 of Glitter

Any awkwardness I felt was short-lived, though, as he drew me to him, his fingers dancing along the ragged hem of my t-shirt. He kept his twinkling eyes on mine as he slowly but carefully lifted it up my torso, forcing me to lift my arms in the air so he could remove it. I kept hold of his panties until he dropped my t-shirt on the floor, then gently opened my hand to retrieve them. My eyes followed them as he dropped them on top of my t-shirt, a stab of disappointment darting through me at the casual way he’d discarded the precious material.

Blue chuckled. “Don’t worry. They’re not going anywhere. You can get them back after you fuck me.”

My eyes lifted to his as I groaned with longing, which only increased his amusement. The feel of his fingers stroking through the hair on my chest quickly distracted me, though. He dragged his nails down the center of my torso, following the fuzzy trail down to where it disappeared beneath the waistband of my boxers.

He sat down on the end of my bed, widening his knees so he could move me in between them. Bending forward to nose at my hairy stomach, he groaned slightly. Not knowing where else to put my hands, I rested them on his shoulders, leaning over slightly to get closer to him any way that I could. Before I knew what was happening, he’d dragged my boxers past my knees and let go, allowing gravity to take over so he could return his wandering fingers to my nipples.

Blue nosed my belly button before tilting his head back to look up at me, his chin resting against my skin. “Where’s your lube, pocket bear?”

My mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. Instead of struggling to speak, I motioned towards the bedside table to my right.

“Condoms too?”

Swallowing around my dry mouth, I nodded.

Blue hummed happily. He scrambled backwards, drawing me up onto the bed with him. I crawled after him, happy to follow him anywhere.

He rolled over to search through the drawers, making a triumphant noise when he found what he was looking for. The sight of his round ass flooded my mouth with saliva, quickly remedying the dryness I’d been suffering only moments before.

I wanted my tongue there.

Grabbing onto his ass cheeks, I squeezed and massaged them, my thumbs digging in deep.

“Oh, God…” Blue stilled beneath me, moaning as he hung his head, the supplies still in his hand.

“Mm, no,” I growled, finally breaking my silence before I dove in. “Not God.” My hands separating his cheeks gave me my first peek at his tiny hole. It appeared to be just as delicate as his panties. Hunger filled me, enough to force me to rush forwardand lick a stripe along his crack, twirling my tongue around his tight opening.

“Oh, fuck!” he whined as he bucked back towards me. Not wanting to let him go, I moved with him as he released the supplies and got his knees under him to present to me and feel more comfortable. His fingers gripped at the duvet, bunching them in his hands while he moaned and rocked with every swipe of my tongue.

The taste of him was incomparable to anything I’d ever had before. I hungrily licked and lapped at his rim, softening him up as best I could until I could spear my tongue into him, reveling in the stream of curse words falling from Blue’s lips as I devoured him.

Once more, I moved with him as he shifted beneath me until I felt him tapping the bottle of lube against my hand.

“I need you to hurry up and stretch me, pocket bear,” he moaned as he resettled, his face turned to the side to watch me as much as he could. “I need you inside me. Need younow.”

Considering I was in complete agreement with him, I made quick work of opening the bottle and pouring far too much on my hand. With as much care as I could manage, I plunged a single finger into his hole, once, twice, three times, watching and listening to his reactions to make sure he was okay with what I was doing.

Pure pleasure echoed the otherwise quiet room as he took my finger with ease.

“More, Henry.More.”

Who was I to argue? He knew his body and what he could take far better than I did, but I hoped I would be given the chance to learn through repeated lessons. On the next thrust in, I added a second finger, earning a low groan and a snugger fit.

“That’s it, pocket bear. That’s it…”

I rubbed and scissored my fingers, stretching him as best I could. It felt like I was rushing his prep, but the sounds he was making made me second guess that assessment. I needed to trust him. When I finally grazed his prostate, he reacted beautifully, falling forward for a single second, then bouncing back onto my fingers, urging me on.

“Okay, enough stretching,” he wheezed, thrusting back with every second word. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…”

I honestly didn’t think he was stretched enough, but again, I had to follow his lead. I had to trust that he knew what he was doing. Maybe he liked the burn.

Glancing around the bed for the condoms, I leaned down to wipe my hands on the duvet. It was going to get drenched in come soon anyway, so any excess lube wasn’t going to be an issue. Finally, I found what I was looking for and tore into the packet. I slid the condom down my cock, groaning at how close to coming I already was. “I’m not going to last long, angel.”

“Good.” He huffed a laugh. “Neither am I, and I need to be inside you when I come.”

I circled the base of my dick hard at his words. They were definitelynothelping in getting me to last. At this rate, I was going to explode as soon as I breached his inner muscle. I prayed to whatever god that was listening that that wouldn’t happen.

After pouring an obscene amount of lube onto my sheathed cock, I leaned over him and pressed a kiss to his spine as I dragged the head of my cock up, down, and around his rim. Every movement made my dick catch, effectively teasing us both.

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