Page 90 of Catch Me If You Can

I push myself deeper inside of him, inch by inch, trying to scan for any signs that he could be in any type of pain but I was coming up with nothing. He’s loving it. Fuck, why haven’t we done this sooner!?

“Caleb,” he gasps, staring down at where we’re connected. He’s doing so well taking all of me down to my base. Wrapped around my dick so tightly it feels like it’s about to break off.

“I’ve never felt something—so damn—so damn tight.” I stutter, my voice coming out jagged and raw. I shut my eyes tightly. I need a second to collect myself. If I move anymore I’m going to bust right here and now and I’m not ready for this to be over.

“Look at me.” Now Nathaniel is doing the ordering. I open my eyes, my mouth slightly dropping open. He’s so damn sexy when he does this. “Look how good you look taking me.” He nudges his head and I follow his line of sight down to my body plunging in his.

“Fuck.” I gasp, gripping his legs that are resting perched up on the bed on either side of me. “God, I could live inside of your ass.” I rock myself in and out of him slowly, reveling at the pleasure of every movement.

Nathaniel arches his back as he takes my thrusts like a champ.

I grip his throat lightly with my hand, loving the way he looks at my mercy. His hand wraps around mine, urging me to tighten my hold.

“You take it so fucking good.” I buck my hips inside of him, and he meets my thrust with his own, rocking his hips into mine.

“Show me who I belong to,” he moans. His dick dripping onto his stomach as it sways and slaps around with each of my thrusts.

I grip his leg with my other hand, pulling him closer to me, keeping us connected. There’s no way I’m letting him go.

“I own you.” I grunt. The pleasure consuming me. Every time we have sex, I swear it gets better every time. It’s never ending surprises with this one.

I can tell he’s getting close again and I’m not far behind at all.

“I’m going to fucking fill you, baby.”

“Fill me, Caleb,”

“Until you’re overflowing.” I moan.

“Jesus, you dirty mouthed boy.” He moves his hand off mine and wraps it around my neck instead. We’re both lightly choking each other and the pressure is delicious. I love when he completely let’s himself go like this. There’s no holding back now.

Only my man would top from the bottom.

“I’m gonna-” I quickly wrap my hand around Nathaniel's dick and pump in time to match my thrusts. His eyes roll back as his hips rise at my touch.

“Shit, shit shit,” he cries out.

Both of our bodies tense as we slowly rock our way through our orgasms. I can feel my dick swell in his ass, as he clenches around me, squeezing every little drop out of me. I watch, mystified, as spurts of his cum decorate his stomach. I love watching his abs tense at every pulse of his dick.

“That’s it. Such a good boy.” I struggle to catch my breath, slowing down my pace on his dick until I was certain he was through.

“I’m never going to get tired of you, am I?” he pants, completely wrecked.

I lower my head to his stomach and clean him off with my mouth. There’s no wasting any of it—not now,not ever.

“Jesus. Well, you answered that,” he says with a soft laugh, running his fingers through my hair.

“I’ll never let you,” I murmur, smiling as I rest my body on top of his, my dick softening inside him. “You’re mine, Nathaniel. Always have been. Always will be.”

“I’m beyond happy with you,” he breathes, wrapping his arms around my back.

I feel safe here. Completely. There’s no going back now.

“You’re my best friend, Nathaniel. You’re everything.” I smile against his neck. I usually hate being sappy, but when it comes to him, I love saying everything he deserves to hear. He deserves all the cheese in the world.

“Round three in the shower?” he grins, looking down at me.

I laugh. “Let’s do it. Literally.”

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