Page 36 of Game Changer
“What do you want?” he asked. “Tell me.”
“Don’t...” Kip stammered, breathless, “don’t suppose you’d wanna switch it up?”
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yeah. Would you?”
Scott made a low growl and kissed him again. “Absolutely.”
Kip let out a relieved little laugh. He loved fucking Scott, but heneededto be fucked into that mattress, or against this wall, as hard as he knew Scott could give it to him.
They broke apart so they could get their pants off, then Scott pulled Kip to the bed, not roughly, but forcefully. Kip went happily, allowing himself to be shoved down onto the mattress, Scott immediately covering him. The weight of Scott’s chest pressed down on Kip, just like on the couch earlier. It was exactly what he craved.
Scott moved his hips so the length of his huge, solid cock slid against Kip’s.
“Please,” Kip rasped. “I want it.”
“Roll over,” Scott ordered, sounding every bit like the respected team captain that he was. It sent a jolt of heat through Kip, and he couldn’t obey fast enough. Once he was settled, Scott started kissing down his spine.
“You are,” Scott murmured between kisses. “Absolutely. Stunning.” He punctuated his statement by sinking his teeth into Kip’s left ass cheek, biting it playfully but possessively. Kip moaned and grabbed fistfuls of one of Scott’s pillows. He was so full of need he thought he might burst.
Scott kept nipping at Kip’s ass, trailing down to his thighs and back up again. It felt so good, every part of Kip was tingling with anticipation. He wasn’t sure if Scott was actually going to do what his mouth was hinting at. He knew he was relatively inexperienced, and maybe it would be too much to hope for him to—
But then Scott spread his cheeks with his strong hands, and ran his tongue down Kip’s crack, slowly.
“Fuck,” Kip moaned. “Yes.”
Scott lapped at the sensitive flesh around Kip’s hole, flicking the tip of his tongue over the tight opening as his hands gripped his ass. He coaxed him open with warm, wet strokes of his tongue, each one sending a delicious shiver through Kip’s body.
God, let me stay in this moment forever.
When Kip had relaxed enough, Scott grabbed the lube and worked a slick, strong finger inside. His hands werehuge, and his fingers were so long and thick. Kip wanted as many as Scott would give him.
Scott put a hand firmly on the middle of Kip’s back—maybe it was more for his own balance, but Kip loved it. Scott must have noticed because he pressed down a little harder and gave him a second finger. Kip gasped at the increased pressure in both places.
“You like it, huh?” Scott rumbled.
“Yeah,” Kip said hoarsely. “I love how big you are. Strong, fuck. Want you in me so fucking bad. Want you everywhere.”
Scott responded by making a very manly, possessive growl and adding a third finger. Kip flinched and gasped.
“You okay?” Scott asked, stilling his fingers. “Too much?”
“No...no, it’s fine. It’s good. It’s so good...” Kip was going to keep babbling. His mouth always ran away from him when he was this far gone. “I’m ready,” he said. “I’m so ready for you, Scott. Please. I like it hard. Wanna feel it for days...”
Scott pulled his fingers out, and then Kip heard the frantic crinkle of a condom wrapper being torn. He turned to look over his shoulder as best he could, and saw Scott moving his hand over his sheathed cock, slicking it with lube.
Kip waited eagerly for the first press of Scott’s cock entering him. It had been too long since he’d been fucked, and it had been a solid week of fantasizing about exactly this moment. After a long minute of nothing happening, Kip glanced back over his shoulder. Scott was holding his hips, and was lined up, but he wasn’t moving.
“You all right?” Kip asked.
“Yeah,” Scott said. He was blushing. “Sorry. I just... I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” Kip wriggled his ass playfully. “But if you don’t start fucking me, I might die, so...”
Scott huffed out a laugh, but he still didn’t move. “I’ve only done this once before,” he confessed.
Oh my god.
