Page 59 of Stronger Than Blood
I hadn’t had sex, at least not anal sex, in a long time, and I hadn’t prepared like I would’ve wanted to if I’d known we were going there, so I took the opportunity and pulled Rory into my little shower.
I filled my hands with soap and began to wash myself first, then him. I paid very close attention to his cock as I washed him, jacking him off slowly, using the soap as lube.
When I had him all but quaking, I rinsed him off, then dropped to my knees, taking his cock into my mouth. I was going to suck him off, but Rory clearly had other ideas. I edged him once before he pulled me up and assertively turned me around until I was leaning against the shower wall.
He used soap to lube my ass before he stuck his cock between my ass cheeks, teasing my hole each time his head passed it.
Moments later, as he ground into me, I was so hard, my cock literally hurt. I reached down to jack myself off, only to haveRory stop me. “Let me,” he whispered as he continued to shove his cock up and down over my hole.
I moaned and threw my head back against his chest. He reached down, soap in hand, and began to jack me off in rhythm to his grinding from behind.
“God, I want you,” I said.
“Good, I want you too.”
Unfortunately, just then, my small water heater began to cool, and I knew we had just about enough time to rinse off before a cold shower put a dent in our lovemaking.
We didn’t waste time. Instead, we quickly toweled off, then I lay down on my bed, and Rory moved between my legs. “You sure?” he asked, and I quickly nodded, 'cause damn, I was more sure than I had been about anything in a very long time.
I reached over, opened the drawer in my nightstand, and left it open where Rory could get access to my condoms and lube. He immediately began to lube himself up, then used it on my cock, but I had to force him to stop, ’cause even though I’d come earlier, I knew if he jacked me off much, I’d blow again.
“I-I’m on PREP, but if you want me to use a condom...”
“Um, I’m not. I haven’t been sexually active in a long time, so it didn’t make sense, but I was tested after my last… well, last time. I’m clear.”
“Then, can we go condom free?”
I nodded, and Rory immediately poured more lube on his hand before he began to prep me. Anal sex wasn’t my favorite sexual position, because I seldom trusted men enough to make myself that vulnerable. Hell, I rarely had sex, period, because I found it hard to trust.
Rory was different in every way. My entire body and mind wanted the man. I wanted everything he was willing to give me.
I only tensed for a few moments before I relaxed under his probing. When he leaned over and kissed me, his fingers still massaging my hole, I knew that was it. I was putty in his hand.
Rory leaned back up, smiled, and lined his cock up to my opening.
I sucked in a breath as his head breached the muscle and probably would’ve tensed too much, except that Rory used his hand to move his cock up and down, teasing my hole again and again, tempting me with just a little more of him each time his cock passed my opening.
By the time he put his cock back to my hole again, I was hungry for him, and before he could pull it back, I used my legs to push him deeper inside. Rory moaned with pleasure as his head completely entered my hole.
He pulled back, and I looked him in the eye as he gently pushed back in. He did that several times, each time going a little deeper.
“God, fuck, that feels so good,” I moaned as his cock filled me. Never, and I do mean never, had a man felt so amazing inside me. My body seemed to be made for Rory’s cock. For him.
I knew that was fanciful thinking, but it… He just felt so fucking good.
I didn’t even realize Rory was all the way in until he paused, his hands cradling my ass as he looked lovingly into my eyes. “You are so hot, Mick. So beautiful… so hot.”
I swallowed, but damn, I just needed him to fuck me right now. “You too,” I said, and Rory smiled mischievously, clearly picking up on my desires at that moment, because he pulled out and slammed his cock into my ass, causing me to arch back, hands behind me, holding the headboard as he began to assault my hole.
“Fuck, yeah!” I yelled, thankful I didn’t have neighbors.
Rory took me hard, fucking me, causing parts of me that had been empty to fill not just physically but emotionally and spiritually as well.
“God, yeah!” I cried as he pounded me harder and harder.
When he stopped, I groaned as I was just getting into it. “Get on all fours,” he demanded. I didn’t need to be asked twice—I immediately complied, and when Rory slipped his cock back inside me, he immediately hit my prostate.
“Fuck!” I yelled, causing him to chuckle behind me. He lifted me, probably to keep me from coming again. Clearly fucking me that way would pound my prostate, and that would lead to the end before it was time.
