Page 19 of Desperate Temptations

“It’s going to hurt at first, but I’m going to make you feel so good, Ethan,” I say with a low rasp. “Turn over.”

I could fuck him like this—face to face—but something tells me that Ethan wouldn’t like the intimacy of it and I’m choosing not to think about that particular reasoning at the moment. Pulling out my fingers, I tap his hip to get him to move.

Ethan blows out a breath and then rolls onto his stomach, raising on his knees. I rub my hands over his cheeks and then pull them apart, pressing my fingers back into his tight hole.

“You okay?”

“Yeah.” He breathes out.

I grab the lube again, slathering up my dick while my heart hammers away. We’re gonna do this and I’m as nervous as if I’m losing my virginity all over again. I move closer behind him, running my tip along his crack and he sucks in a sharp inhale. Wrapping my hand around the base of my cock, I pull my fingers out and press my crown in right after.

“Relax,” I whisper, unable to say more as I shake with lust. I thrust forward, and his ass stretches to accommodate me as I slide in inch after inch.

“Good?”

Ethan nods, his hands curling into fists in the sheets. I can see the beads of sweat forming along the back of his neck and forehead.

He grunts when I push forward again with a sharp thrust, burying myself almost entirely inside him.

He’s so fucking tight. His ass is strangling my cock so much that I struggle not to come. My mouth drops open, panting as I bury myself until there’s nothing left to give. I squeeze my eyes shut for a second before staring down at where we’re connected, unable to comprehend that I’m fucking my best friend.

Ethan arches a bit, pressing his ass into me. “You’ve got to move, Trent. Please.”

A hollow laugh tumbles out of my throat. “Sorry, I was taking a minute so I didn't come immediately.”

I start fucking him in slow, long drags, pumping my cock in and out of his ass.

“Oh fuck, god. Fuck, ngh,” Ethan moans as I pick up my pace, our skin slapping together as I pound into his tight hole.

I push him onto his stomach, leaning over his back as I jerk my hips over and over. My hand wraps around his throat from behind, pulling his head up and using him as an anchor as I increase my thrusts.

“You like it, baby?” I rasp in his ear. “You like my cock stretching this ass?”

I can feel his rough swallow under my fingers and his hooded eyes slant, glossed over with desire. His lips part, but only more moans come out as his eyes roll back. He shudders, his ass clenching down on my cock and I’m not sure if he came but seeing the bliss on his face has me losing control.

I explode, unable to hold it back any longer. My fingers dig into his hips as I push my cock as far as I can, spilling my cum into his ass. Wave after wave flooding from my throbbing cock. I hold my breath through it all, finally gulping for air as the last few drops spurt from me. I bend over him, resting my forehead on his back as I gasp. Ethan groans underneath me.

“Fuck.” I whimper and then straighten up, glancing at where we’re still connected. I pull my cock out, watching as his hole stretches down my length and then I inhale sharply when I slip out of him and a trail of my cum follows. I can’t look away as his hole clenches and flairs, pushing more of it out. Before I can think it through, I lean forward and drag my flattened tongue up his ass, lapping at my release leaking from him.

He jerks forward, but my hands keep him in place.

“Trent, fuck.”

I groan, dragging my tongue through him again and reach between his legs, stroking his cock. He moans before I move him onto his back, slipping his cock in my mouth. His back bows, thrusting his hips and pushing his thick shaft deeper into my throat. “Fuck, I’m—uhhhhh.”

I swallow him down, clenching my throat around his tip and groan when I feel the splash of his cum as he spills down my throat. He pushes at my face and I let his softening cock fall from my mouth as he collapses on the bed. Ethan gulps in air as I lie down next to him. His head rolls toward me and his eyes roam over me.

“Fuck, that was…”

I grin, leaning forward and kissing his chest before moving off the bed.

“Not over yet. I gotta take care of that pretty little hole or you won’t let me back in.”

Ethan blanches and then laughs. “Shut the fuck up.”

I hold out my hand to pull him off the bed and nod to the bathroom. When he stands, I tap his behind. “I’m not joking. We didn’t stretch you as properly as I’d have liked, so we gotta go soak those muscles.”

He follows me without another word, watching me curiously as I start a bath.

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