Page 58 of Chased By the Fairy

Sorrel looked down to where his own hard cock jutted from between his hips, his sac hanging, and behind it he could see Cypress’ girth pressed against him. He started pushing down while Cypress held himself still so he didn’t slip. Resistance greeted his attempt.

Sorrel flinched when the head popped through. The pressure was so strange that he even felt it in his spine.

He looked up at Cypress when he hissed. Face twisted tightly, his prince trembled beneath him, his eyes fixed on where Sorrel was trying to mount him.

“Fuck... your ass feels so tight.” He stroked Sorrel’s spread thighs before his rough hands slipped over to knead the round, plump cheeks of his backside. “I need you deeper.”

His reaction and words gave him courage, and he pushed down. He came up to collect the wetness of the nectar lubrication and then tried to go down.

Sorrel attempted to bob his way down, but then shuddered, his cock softening.It hurts. He’s too big.

“It doesn’t fit.” But he wanted him to fit! He wanted him more than anything right now.

“It will. Try sliding down slowly.” Sorrel opened his eyes to greet Cypress’. “And push out with your muscles as I go in.”

He bit his lip and nodded.

Surprisingly more comfortable to attempt when he followed the prince’s advice, Sorrel was able to slide down and take Cypress’ entire long, thick shaft inside him. When he was seated deep, they both gave a sigh of relief.

“You’re inside me,” Sorrel said with a shaky voice, touching at his abdomen all the way up to his navel with both hands. “I feel you.”

“Do I feel nice and deep?”

Now that he’d taken him fully and didn’t have to stretch for the first time anymore, Sorrel was able to relax and get used to his girth inside him. It was hot and hard, and it was so deep he knew he’d taken every wondrous inch inside his body.

There was pressure against the spot Cypress had been stroking with his fingertips earlier, and his body itched to rub at it.

“Y-yes,” he admitted. Sure, it felt a little uncomfortable, but there was pleasure in that pressure, and knowing it was Cypress made it feel all the better.

Cypress wrapped his hand around Sorrel’s cock and stroked him, trying to make him harden once more, but also to incite Sorrel to move.

“Then ride me.”

Sorrel’s body trembled as he rose. He came up halfway and then moaned as he lowered back down to seat himself deep.

The uncomfortable feeling he’d felt before melted away into pure bliss and gradually his body bloomed into an inferno. Every stroke back and forth sent sparks throughout his body, making his head suddenly lighter.Dizzy.It dropped forward as Sorrel moaned, reaching to clutch at Cypress’ hard abdomen for support.

It’s wonderful.

Both of Cypress’ hands moved to his backside to help him rise and lower as Sorrel started to go faster, trying to grind in a way that the cock inside him deliberately stroked his prostate. And it was a grind – a naughty, needy one as his thighs gripped Cypress’ hips while his own moved like a wave.

His balls rolled over Cypress’ taut abdomen, and it felt like they were being massaged as his cock occasionally brushed over his stomach.Friction. I need more friction.He needed everything.

“Yeah, just like that.”

Sorrel’s gaze was dazed as he brought it to Cypress’, whose eyes were filled with barely contained wildfire. His features were tight, his nose crinkled, his teeth gritted. He looked like a man who was fighting back his desire, even as Sorrel could feel Cypress’ hips subtly rocking beneath him. Cypress desperately needed more friction just as much as he did. “I love the way youfeel inside, and you look so good riding my cock. I can see it in your face. You’re loving it, aren’t you?”

Pressure clutched at Sorrel’s groin, and he moaned in answer. His head fell as his back arched.

“Good, because this is what you’re going to feel for the rest of your life. Me inside you, my hands touching you. No one else can have you – you’re mine to fuck.”

Sorrel’s hips tried to slow as tremors trembled their way through his body. Their movements, his words, Sorrel’s feelings, were dangerously driving him to the edge.I-it’s too much.

“Don’t you dare fucking stop!” He forced Sorrel’s hips to keep moving at the pace he’d been going, which had still been rather slow since he’d needed to heave his entire body into the thrusts. His backside jiggled against Cypress’ legs as he moved up and down. “I need you to keep moving. I need to feel your–”

A bellowing cry came from Sorrel as his ass clamped around Cypress’ cock, while his own started to heavily pulsate. On each movement, seed burst from Sorrel’s shaft and sent sparks throughout his entire body.

Sorrel was awash in pleasure as his eyes clenched tightly and he released over Cypress.“Ohhh!”

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