Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

"Yes. Now and again we have dinner when I'm in town."
    Will reached down to slide his hand over Sinn's cock. "I don't let my playmates fuck me very often." He stared into Sinn's eyes, sending Sinn's heart pounding. "Likely I'm very tight. It's been a while."
    "Like me." Sinn gripped Will's cock. He remembered the feel of him buried inside his ass. He recalled how Will had taken his time in stretching him, making him ravenous to feel that prick burrowing into him.
    "I don't think I've got your skill."
    "I find good instincts can carry a man a long way." He kissed Sinn. "I think you've got good instincts that simply haven't been put to proper use...yet." He leaned forward. "Get the condom." Then he turned away from Sinn and gripped a silver bar at the back of the shower. He spread his legs, thrust back his hips. And Sinn didn't wait for a second invitation. He hurried out of the shower, quickly located the box of condoms in the medicine cabinet. He was in such a hurry he almost couldn't get his prick wrapped properly, but finally managed to do so. When he got back into the shower, Will was still standing in the same position in which Sinn had left him. He was so very still he almost looked like a statue. Obviously, someone had trained him very well. Wet and soapy and beautiful as the water ran in rivulets down his back, over his ass. He watched as one slender line of water slid in a straight line down the valley of his back to disappear into the crease of Will's ass. He couldn't stop staring, couldn't stop fantasizing about fucking him.
    "Find it?" Will asked. Sinn awoke from his stupor.
    "Oh, yeah." He grabbed some liquid soap and smeared it over his hands. He went to Will, parted his ass cheeks. He slid two fingers beneath, tickling Will's balls, before sliding them back up the curve to the little puckered hole.
    "Mmm," Will uttered on a drawn out breath. "Yeah. That's it, just like that," he encouraged.
    Sinn circled Will's entrance. Pressed first his middle finger into the tight hole, testing. Will's anus sucked at the soapy finger and the tip disappeared inside. Wet heat and soft tissue surrounded Sinn's finger. He brought his other hand around to surround Will's cock.
    "How much longer is this water going to hold out?" Sinn asked as he deepened the penetration.
    "Long enough," Will said, then groaned. "I've got a big water tank."
    "Good," Sinn said as he pulled the finger out, then added a second finger to the first and began to stretch Will's opening, screwing them in. Twisting shallowly at first, then deeper and deeper.
    "Ahh, yes," Will said. He shoved his hips back. Sinn's fingers ground into him, screwing back and forth, Will's flesh giving way, yet sucking at him as well.
    Sinn couldn't wait any longer. Not another second. He had to be inside Will. Had to feel that tight hole bearing down on him. They both needed to jump off that edge one more time.
    Take your time. Make it good for him just the way he did for you.
    Yeah, he wanted this to be good for Will. Another consideration he'd never thought about before. In quick, out fast. Relief and nothing more. Not this time. He pressed the head of his prick to Will's opening and slowly pressed forward. God how he just wanted to bury himself inside this man. To bury his prick and to stay there, melded to Will forever. His cockhead popped through the anal ring.
    "Fuck, you feel good," he said. He'd never taken the time to actually appreciate a man's body the way he did Will's. Maybe if he had, things might have been different. Will had been taught differently and it showed.
    Sinn kissed Will's shoulder blade as he nudged deeper inside, Will's tight ass gripping him so snugly. It felt amazing. He went deeper, deeper still until finally he was fully embedded inside Will. Will still gripped the steel bar but every line of his body seemed tense, poised at the edge. For once, Sinn thought of someone else, not just himself. Slowly he began to ride Will. He rolled his hips, screwed and dipped. Will thrust back meeting the rhythm.
    As Sinn drew closer to his climax, he reached up for one of Will's hands, drew it down and curled the fingers around Will's prick.
    "You come with me. We ride this crest together."
    Will nodded, his eyes were closed. Sinn humped in earnest, he shoved deep, held his breath, and then groaned as he spurted his seed. Will shuddered against him, his anus gripped Sinn, as he orgasmed. Sinn wrapped his arms around Will, stitching himself tightly to