“Here?” Len tapped Isaac’s ass.
“Yes.” He dug his fingers into the bedding. His skin prickled and fever spread across his body. He closed his eyes and basked in the thrill of being with Len.
“Christ, you have a nice ass.” Len massaged Isaac’s butt. “I need more of you.” He left Isaac for a moment.
Isaac missed Len’s warmth. He opened his eyes and glanced over his shoulder. Len stood with his back to him at the dresser. In moments, Len withdrew a bottle of lube and a condom. Giddiness washed over Isaac. Soon, he and Len would be one body moving in perfect rhythm.
Isaac spread his legs wide. He wanted to stroke himself but held back. A chill ran down the crack of his ass. He knew the cool sensation—lube. His excitement increased. He dug his toes into the blankets.
Len flattened his hand on Isaac’s back. “Breathe for me.”
“Too excited.” He buried his nose in the sheets, breathing in the scent of Len.
“Naughty.” Len swatted Isaac’s ass. “All mine, though.” He toyed with Isaac’s pucker without penetrating him.
Isaac moaned. He loved the teasing.
Len eased one finger into Isaac’s body and the move blew Isaac’s mind. He bore down on Len, needing more. “Jesus,” Isaac murmured.
Len curled his finger, stroking Isaac’s prostate.
A rumble filled Isaac’s chest. He writhed. Christ, he needed to jerk himself off.
In and out, Len moved in a rhythmic motion. He caressed Isaac from within, yet pushed him, too.
Isaac rocked into Len’s finger and groaned when Len added another digit. He couldn’t take much more, yet he’d accept whatever Len gave him.
“You love it,” Len murmured. “You’re stretched and used, but you crave this.”
He panted. “I do.” He wasn’t going to last much longer. Isaac propped himself on one hand and his knees, then reached between his legs and stroked his cock. “Fuck me.” He couldn’t think straight. “Do it.”
Len increased his speed and added more lube. The burn from being stretched seared Isaac to his core, but morphed into pleasure in seconds. Passion overwhelmed him. Len scissored his fingers in Isaac, pushing him to the edge.
“Oh, God,” Isaac whimpered. “Fuck.”
“Now?” Len asked. “Isaac?”
“God, yes.” He continued to ride Len’s fingers and stroke himself. The combination was too good. He’d never be able to hold back. He whimpered again. The snap of the condom wrapper opening relieved Isaac. Soon, they’d be one soul together.
Len withdrew. He added more lube down Isaac’s ass. “I’m making you mine.”
“Yes.” His senses were on high alert. He exhaled as Len breached him. Despite the prep work, Len being inside him was still a snug fit. He groaned. The burn increased with each thrust, but the pain subsided in moments and turned to pleasure. Len added a few swats as he pushed in and out of Isaac’s body.
Isaac moved in time with his lover. One heart, one body, one soul. Len touched parts of him he’d thought were buried. He’d never be the same.
“Fuck,” Len bit out. “So tight.”
He wanted to answer, but the words weren’t there. He basked in the perfect rhythm of being with Len. He moaned and his thoughts blurred again. Nothing mattered except Len and the present moment.
Len moved faster and pushed harder. He filled Isaac to the hilt before pulling almost all the way out. The slap of skin on skin and Isaac’s moans echoed in the room.
A shudder rippled through Isaac. How in the hell was he supposed to hold back now? It wouldn’t be much longer before he lost control. His balls tingled as the orgasm pushed him. The sizzles started in his belly and spiraled through his body. “Fuck, I’m coming.” He couldn’t keep the climax at bay if he tried.
Len groaned. “Let go.”
He couldn’t argue. Isaac embraced the orgasm. For a few seconds, he swore he floated. He came hard as Len pushed to the hilt again. He didn’t care if he made a mess. When Len’s cock throbbed deep within him, his control shattered again.
“Christ.” Len collapsed against Isaac’s back and added three more thrusts. “That’s hot.” He kissed Isaac’s shoulder blade. “My knees are going to give out.” He sprawled on Isaac, sending them both onto the bed in a heap.