Page 54 of Primary Seduction
At that, Trent gently flipped Max over on to his back, being careful of his bruises, and turned him so his head was back at the top of the bed. “Hold onto the headboard,” Trent ordered in that voice Max knew he would do anything to hear.
He reached his hands up and gripped one bar in each hand tightly and opened his legs, exposing himself to Trent, who had positioned himself between his legs.
Trent reached across to the bedside table for a condom, and then for the lube again. Max watched as Trent ripped open the packet and sheathed his cock, then covered it with lube. He knew Trent had listened to everything he’d said and was grateful.
Trent hesitated after that and rested his hands on each side of Max’s body. “Tell me what to do to make this good for you,” he whispered, frowning.
Max let go of the headboard for a moment and wrapped his arms around Trent’s neck. “Anything you do will be amazing. Please don’t worry so.” He kissed him leisurely, bringing some of the passion back and leaving some of the practicality at the door. “Put your cock against my ass,” he broke away to say, and Trent reached a hand down to do what Max said. “Press in slowly, I’ll bear down, and you’ll feel resistance, but keep going.” It was a struggle to talk as he felt Trent comply. He moaned as Trent began to breach him.
“You okay?” Trent asked.
“Yes, keep going,” he panted.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, I don’t know if I can.”
Max felt it the moment Trent breached the tight muscles and sank further into him more easily. The burn was there as Trent was easily bigger than even three of Trent’s fingers, but it was a welcome burn. Trent kept pressing in until Max felt his balls touch his ass, then he stopped.
“Holy fucking hell, Max.”
Max let go of his head and cupped his face to kiss him again. He loved the feeling of Trent inside him. It felt different from other people, and he’d had plenty, not that he could remember a single one of them at that moment.
“Move, Trent. Fuck me,” Max pleaded.
Trent lifted onto his hands and looked at Max. His eyes narrowed. “Hands on the headboard.”
Fuck,he thought as he did as he was ordered,that was so hot.
As soon as Max had tightened his hands on the bars, Trent began to withdraw. Max felt Trent’s cock stroke his insides as he pushed back in. He could tell Trent controlled his movements, and Max wanted him to lose that control. So, the next time Trent pressed in, Max lifted his hips to meet him.
“Fuck. You’re so tight. It’s never felt like this before. Jesus.”
Max saw stars as Trent changed his angle. “God, Trent, right there, oh, hell, fuck!” He was not going to last if Trent kept that up.
Trent’s movements increased in speed, balls slapping his ass as his cock pistoned inside. “God.” Trent moved one of his hands and wrapped it around the back of Max’s neck. It brought their faces closer together, and Max lifted his head for a kiss. Trent laid on top of him and wrapped his arms around his back and to his shoulders, lifting him enough to still hit Max at the right place. They didn’t really kiss, just left their lips pressed together as Trent pounded into him. The extra friction on Max’s cock from being stuck between them took Max right to the edge.
He broke away, “Fuck, I’m gonna come. Please, Trent!”
“Come,” Trent demanded as he continued at the same pace, not changing anything, which made Max hit his peak seconds later. “Trent!”
“Holy hell. Fuck! Max! Ah!”
From a distance, Max felt Trent’s rhythm falter before he wrapped Max tighter in his arms and his cock completely in his ass. Max let go of the headboard and wrapped Trent in his arms, wanting to be as close to him as Trent seemed to need to be to him.
They stayed that way for a few minutes as their breathing returned to normal.
Trent pulled back first, moving a hand down to his cock, probably to hold onto the condom as he withdrew. Max moaned as he did, and Trent kissed his lips.
“I’ll be back.” With that, Trent went into the bathroom. Max laid there, his heart rate slowing down, ribs aching a little with each deep breath and hoped Trent didn’t regret what they’d just done. For Max, it was amazing. He’d not had sex in that position very often, it was too close, too emotional. But he hadn’t thought twice about it with Trent. Anyone would have thought Trent had been fucking guys as soon as he hit puberty. He just hoped Trent was able to reconcile his feelings and thoughts.
He supposed he’d have to wait and find out when he came back out.
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Trent
He threw the condom into the bin and washed his hands, then stood looking at his reflection for a moment. He didn’t know what he was looking for. Maybe he thought he’d be freaking out about now but checking his feelings, he felt great. The sex he’d just had with Max had been the most mind numbingly amazing sex in his whole life; he hadn’t realised what he’d been missing.
Trent shook his head. He really had thought he’d be freaking the fuck out now. He was just eager to get back to Max. So he did.
