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He did as I ordered and got onto all fours in the middle of the king-sized bed.
Grabbing the condom, I opened the package with my teeth and then slid the rubber down my shaft. Taking the bottle of lube, I flipped thecap open and squirted some directly down his waiting crack. Slipping two fingers between his ass cheeks, I eased the tip of my middle finger into his tight hole.
“Damn. You’re going to feel so good,” I praised.
“So will you. I’ve been dying to know what your big dick feels like in my ass.”
“You’re about to get your wish.” I worked him with several digits until he was ready and then I lubed up my latex-covered cock.
“Stand up and put one foot on the edge of the bed,” I instructed, wanting to be able to pound into him.
He stepped back, put his right foot on the mattress, and bent slightly, angling his hips so I could ease into him.
Singleton hissed as I stretched him, and once I was buried to the hilt, I gripped his torso and pulled him upright, my body sliding against his back as I held him close.
Just like he had fucked my mouth, I pistoned into him, both of us panting and groaning as the rapid movements made the bed hit the wall.
“Damn, you’re fucking tight as hell,” I stated, not slowing down.
He turned his head slightly to look over his shoulder as though he was going to say something, but instead, my hand wrapped around his throat and I used my fingers to push his mouth to mine. Our tongues worked together as I fucked him as deep as I could.
Every part of me craved him as I found a steady pace, driving into him hard while claiming his mouth. He tasted like beer and something almost forbidden. Our teammates were just down the hall, completely unaware of what we were doing, and that only made it hotter as I fucked him harder.
“You wanna ride me, rookie?” I asked against his lips. Sweat coated every inch of my body and I was close to coming, but I wanted to watch him bounce on my dick first.
“You don’t even need to ask,” he replied.
I slipped out of him, and we quickly moved into position. I lay back in the center of the bed as he straddled me.
I shook my head. “Turn around so I can watch my dick fillyou.”
He cocked a grin. “I had no idea you were this bossy.”
We barely knew each other so it shouldn’t have been a surprise. “Not used to it?”
I guided my cock into him as he lowered onto me. “No. I usually take control.”
“Then I guess you’re having a ton of new experiences being in the majors.”
“Fuck yeah.” A moan followed his words as I filled him.
Looking down my body, I watched as he moved, rising and sinking onto my dick, his back muscles flexing with every drop. The way he took every inch, the way his body clenched around me, sent a sharp pulse of heat through me. Damn, I liked watching him ride me; I liked watching the way his spine arched, the way his shoulders tensed with each roll of his hips. He was working for it, and I wasn’t about to slow him down.
It didn’t take long for us to find our rhythm again, our moans and groans filling the room. A few more thrusts, and I came hard into the condom, my ass flexing as I emptied into the latex.
Singleton lifted off and laid beside me, as we both stared up at the white ceiling and caught our breath.
“We need to keep this between us,” I stated.
He propped himself up on one elbow to face me. “I figured.”
I met his gaze. “It’s not that I?—”
“Stratton,” he cut me off gently. “You don’t have to explain. You have an entire career, a spotlight on you every time you step on the field. It’s different for you. I get it.”
His words should’ve been a relief, but they settled heavy in my chest instead. I looked back up at the ceiling. “I just … I don’t want this to screw up the team or anything.”
“Then we don’t let it. It’s not my first time keeping something quiet. And I know how much harder it is for you.”
