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“Jesus, Griff, you were made for this. You were made for me.” Corrie grunts as his fingers continue to twist as they open me.
“Enough, baby, I want that big, fat dick.” I’m panting as my body is consumed with desire and need. I reach for the foil square and rip it open with my teeth. Quickly sliding it over Corrie’s steel-hard cock, he is ready with the lube and liberally applies it over the latex sheath.
Fully up on my knees, my hands spread my butt cheeks as Corrie lines his dick up with my hole. “Slow and steady now, Griff; ease yourself down, take your time.”
As the tip of his dick breaches my hole, the pain is so much more, “Fuck! You’re huge, Corr.” My eyes are tight shut but the pain passes as I slide slowly down his dick.
“Too much?” D’you want to stop?” Corrie’s teeth grind together as he speaks.
“No way, this is amazing. God, you are big. I can feel every vein and pulse. Jeez, what will you feel like bareback?”
Corrie grunts as I say that and nudges inside me some more. “Shit, you can’t say shit like that to me now.”
I steadily lower myself, embracing the burn. The heat of his dick fills me as I slide, millimeter by millimeter, down him until my ass hits his thighs. “Goddamn, this feels good, too good to move.” But slowly the fire in my belly grows and I need more. Leaning over, the sensation eliciting a moan from Corrie, I lift his hands above his head and hold them still. My mouth covers his for a deep, long kiss as my hips start to rock, long, slow movements that send sparks of electricity over my body. Corrie starts to move; his hips nudge forward, pushing him deeper before retracting again, transforming sparks into shockwaves.
Letting go of his hands, I sit up and rock even more. Corrie’s hands grip my hips to keep me still as he starts to unhurriedly, gently pump inside me. The friction is so intense, I cry out, leaning over him again, with my hands on his chest, as he picks up speed. The heat coming from his dick as he powers inside me ignites the fire in my core, sending flames scorching over my body as sweat blooms across my pebbled skin.
“Fuck, Griff, you are so tight, I’m not gonna last; stroke yourself, baby. Let’s come together.” Sweat beads on Corrie’s forehead and, without thinking, I swipe my tongue down his temple, the taste of him has me moaning.
I start riding him. With my thighs burning, we pound hard against each other, then I feel the burn of my orgasm. It’s not a slow burn, it’s a forest fire, consuming me in one wave of intense pleasure. My head falls forward as my back bows and my thighs fix rigid around Corrie’s as he cries out his release, jet after jet of fire bursting into the condom inside me. Next time there won’t be a barrier. My orgasm erupts from my body, covering Corrie’s stomach and chest. Pulling my hands away, I see the imprint of my nails on his chest.
Sitting back, his dick still in my ass, I can’t help the bubble of laughter building up in my chest. I can’t believe I have come the hardest ever in my life, and then I look at the man lying beneath me and know this has been the best experience I have ever had. My mouth opens and closes like a goldfish as I try to find the right words to let him know exactly how much this means to me. Because this means fucking everything, so I decide that’s the easiest thing to say.
“This is everything, Corrie. You mean everything. I’m really trying so fucking hard not to say it but, believe me, it’s true, I do and I always will.” I watch his reaction, trying to gauge if I’ve made a huge mistake, but Corrie’s eyes widen and his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat; I think I’m okay.
“Come here.” Corrie’s voice is low and rasping. As he reaches up, his hand hooks behind my head and draws me down. “I have never experienced anything so perfect, Griff, so damn perfect. I feel the same way.”
As his lips touch mine, a wave of emotion grows inside me and I swallow hard. I lie on him as he tangles his hands in my hair, tugging as the kiss intensifies. Corrie’s dick twitches in my ass and makes me grin.
“Stop it, you fucker. I can’t help it, you have that effect on me.” Corrie’s mouth is lodged in a grin as I haul away from him.
Pulling my hips up, I let his dick slide out of my ass and roll to the side. Grabbing the condom from Corrie’s dick makes it twitch again and I chuckle as I stand up. “I guess this whole, one leg trick is always gonna get you out of cleaning us up.”
I throw the condom in the trash and stroll naked into the bathroom, my ass still feeling every thrust. Cleaning myself up, I take a fresh cloth back to wash Corrie who is still grinning like a fool. “What?” I exclaim.
“I can’t believe you just said that, ‘one leg trick’! Hell yeah, I went to the desert and let some crazy fucker blow it off, just so I don’t have to be the one to get the cloth.” His head falls back on the pillow as he laughs, a real, deep belly laugh that has him clutching his sides. “You are just what I need in my life, Griff Broderick, so get back here and clean up the mess you made on my stomach.”
“Fuck off!” I laugh and throw the damp cloth at his head.
“You know what? I’ll make you a promise.” He looks at me, still grinning like a loon, “When I fuck you up against the wall, and your legs are wrapped around my waist, I promise, I will get the cloth.” He wipes his stomach and chest before dropping the cloth on the floor.
My dick swells and hardens at the image that floods my mind.
“I see you like that idea so, what are you going to do about it?” Corrie props his head up on his bent arm and his tongue darts out to wet his lip.
“Well, I can either let you suck it, or you can let me fuck you with it, what will it be?” I take the few steps back to the bed.
“I haven’t been fucked for a very long time.” Corrie’s voice drops and for a moment he seems locked in a memory, I can’t decipher if it’s a good one or not. But then his smile is back and he pushes himself up to a seated position.
“Then I’ll take the blowjob for now. But it is something I would like to try, I may not want to do it often. But I think the feeling of me in your ass may be too good to miss out on.” I kiss him. “But I don’t want to use condoms, we need to get tested. I’ve been tested as part of the whole health check when I raced; I’m clean and you are the last person I had sex with.”
Corrie’s eyes darken as I get back on the bed and kneel in front of him, my dick in line with his chest. “I’m fucking clean as a whistle; they tested me for everything when I was in hospital. I’ve messed about and had a couple of blowjobs but I’ve only had sex with you since then. Like I said, no one’s interested in a cripple.”
I growl and push him back so his back is against the head board. “I don’t want to hear you say those words ever a-fucking-gain. You are perfect.”
Corrie nods and then leans forward and takes my now semi-hard cock in his mouth and sucks, taking me to the back of his throat as I quickly become fully hard.
“Keep your head still, baby, this is my show.” I pull back and then fuck his mouth. He pulls hard on my dick as his cheeks hollow. “Fuck, you look so beautiful. Take it, Corrigan, take it all.” My dick slides back into his throat. My balls tighten as he hums around it and my orgasm becomes imminent. Corrie senses it and his hand grasps my sac and tugs down. “Fucker!” I mutter as he chuckles around my dick.
