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“I know I can. Fuck, I want it. You’ve got condoms, right?”
Eric moved like lightning and grabbed a strip of condoms out of the bedside drawer. He tore one wrapper open and quickly got himself suited up. Kyle watched him stroke lube over his sheathed cock, mouth watering. They were really going to do this.
“Lie down,” Kyle commanded.
Eric stretched out on his back. “Like this?”
“Just like that. I’m gonna ride you so fucking hard.”
Kyle straddled Eric’s waist and reached behind to grab Eric’s rigid cock. Both men groaned loudly when Kyle finally sank down on it, the stretch burning deliciously as Eric filled him completely.
“Wow,” Eric rasped. “Fuck. Just give me a second.”
Kyle smiled down at him. “I haven’t even started yet.”
“You feel amazing. And I’ve been worked up since we were at the club.”
“Mm.” Kyle moved slowly at first, giving his body time to adjust. He loved being on top—he liked sex in pretty much any position—but he was fuckinggoodat riding cock. “How’s this?”
Eric squeezed his eyes shut. “Fucking amazing.”
“You ready for more?”
Eric opened his eyes and met Kyle’s gaze. “I’m ready.”
“Then buckle up, gorgeous.”
Kyle went hard, bouncing on Eric’s dick as he rolled his hips and took him deep. His own cock slapped against his stomach as he fucked himself.
“Holy shit,” Eric gasped. “So fucking good, Kyle.”
“Yeah? You like it? You like it when I do all the work?”
Eric grunted instead of answering. Kyle kept going. “You like having your dick in my ass, Eric? You like fucking a man?”
“Yes,” he gritted out.
“Do you want to be fucked like this, beautiful?”
Eric’s eyes were dark and wild. “Not like this.”
“Show me. Show me how you want to be fucked.”
With a growl, Eric rolled them over and captured one of Kyle’s ankles in his hand. Then he pounded into Kyle, hard and fast, while Kyle howled shamelessly. This was beyond anything he’d been expecting. Eric, who had always been so happy to let Kyle take charge, reaching his breaking point and taking back his control was so fucking hot.
Kyle got a hand on his own dick, stroking himself quickly to bring himself to the edge. “This how you want it, baby?” he panted. “You want to be fucked hard like this?”
“Yes. Fuck. I’m so close.”
“Me too, gorgeous. Oh, shit. I’m—” Kyle reached the edge and tumbled over it, his second orgasm in less than an hour hitting him hard as come jetted onto his stomach.
“Kyle.” Eric breathed the word as he stilled and climaxed. His dark gaze locked on Kyle’s as he shuddered through his release.
“So good, baby,” Kyle murmured, rubbing Eric’s flanks. Eric held himself on trembling arms above him, breathing hard with his head bowed. Then he came crashing down on him, kissing him passionately as Kyle tried to ignore the happy flutter in his stomach.
Eric pulled back and Kyle’s heart ached at the sight of his bright eyes and wide, joyful smile. He leaned up to kiss Eric’s smile so he wouldn’t have to look at it anymore.
“You’ll stay tonight, right?” Eric said in a low, scratchy voice.
