Earth and Sky
strained as Hunter added another finger. Grant reveled in the burn, which subsided quickly as Hunter upped the speed of his movements. Grant guessed he hadn’t lost his appetite for it after all. He almost couldn’t wait to feel that heavy cock of Hunter’s push inside him. He could just imagine the sounds Hunter would make when he entered that tight heat, and that thought turned Grant on even more. Suddenly he realized the sounds he imagined weren’t just in his mind. He was making them himself, and Hunter was leaning close to him, purring in his ear.
“God, I love the way you moan.”
“Just do it. Put on a condom and fuck me, Cowboy.” Grant was rock-hard. He didn’t need to reach between his legs to verify that fact. His senses were on edge and zoned in around his groin area and that spot on his hip that Hunter was using to grind his erection against. With a hurried movement, he pushed the string of condom packets in Hunter’s direction, hoping he’d catch the hint.
To his disappointment, Hunter pulled away his fingers to roll on a condom. Grant could see how nervous Hunter was, because he fumbled a bit, but as Hunter succeeded and started coating the condom with extra lube, the anticipation won and Grant moved a bit so he was leaning over the corner of the bed instead of the back. “Just do it, Cowboy.”
Without much of a transition, Hunter grabbed Grant’s hips and pushed his cock against Grant’s entrance. The circular muscle almost instantly gave way, and Grant felt the intense burn making him groan.
Hunter almost immediately pulled back. “Sorry. Lost control.”
“Don’t—” Grant was quick to grunt. “Don’t move for a minute.” He knew that if Hunter pulled out completely, he might never have the nerve to let him do it again, because he knew it would burn at least as badly then. He just needed some time to adjust to feeling so full.
“Feels like you’re sucking me inside,” Hunter replied, his words clipped by the effort of holding back. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“Yeah,” was all Grant managed to mutter as he slowly rocked back and forth. The burn was subsiding and slowly being replaced by the amazing, filled-up tingling he hadn’t felt in a long time. “Move,” he commanded. “Gently,” he added quickly.
Hunter chuckled, and Grant could feel it right through his own body. The connection was growing in more than just a physical way, especially when Hunter leaned over him and wrapped his arm around his chest.
Their exchange was becoming more passionate too.
“You okay?” Hunter asked. “Can’t hold back anymore.”
“Then don’t,” Grant replied. “You feel good.”
With a low grunt, Hunter started pushing in and out. “You’re so tight, so hot. Can’t stop,” Hunter almost chanted in between thrusts.
Grant could easily take it now, and he found he was enjoying it almost as much as when he was the one sinking into the tight heat. The harder Hunter pushed, the more Grant’s knees slid apart, and when he suddenly felt his cock brush over the coarse bedspread, he realized he didn’t even have the need to touch himself. The intensity of Hunter’s thrusts was picking up, and every time he hit rock bottom, Grant felt the surge of electricity he associated with having his prostate stroked. He wasn’t going to last much longer, he knew that for sure, and as Hunter’s rhythm started to falter, Grant figured Hunter was pretty close as well.
“Just fuck me, Cowboy,” he urged Hunter on. “Don’t hold back. Ride it out.”
Hunter licked him on his neck, then behind his ear, and Grant leaned into the touch. This changed the angle of Hunter’s thrusts, and suddenly Grant realized he wasn’t going to be able to hold back his own orgasm.
“Fuck! Don’t stop, Cowboy.” He desperately wanted to touch himself, throw himself over the edge, but he couldn’t. Hunter’s strong movements made it impossible for him to stop bracing himself, so he sank just a little deeper onto the mattress and let the surge of his racing orgasm hit him hard. He was still twitching when Hunter collapsed on top of him.
“Fuck, that was amazing. Almost as good as when you fucked me.” Hunter was still catching his breath and pushing himself off Grant. He held onto the condom as he pulled his waning erection out of Grant’s body and got up to toss it away.
Grant rolled onto his back, still panting hard. As he watched Hunter walk to the bathroom,
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