“How do you figure?”
“It’s simple, Kayden. I’m the one that taught you about keeping a cool head and that things can work out better than you’d think.”
“Maybe you’re rubbing off on me.”
Of course, I’d hoped that plenty more of Erik De Ruiter would rub off on me. But he took things slow and made me wait.
“So, you really think that you taught me how to go with the flow, huh?” Erik asked. “I’m the one who won the National Championship for us by playing calm and steady.”
“You did not win anything by yourself.”
I stared deep into his eyes, wanting to take him in the worst way. Then I drew a deep breath, feeling myself get rock hard.
Now my boyfriend returned my stare, and I knew his hunger wouldn’t wait another second.
“Just shut up and fuck me,” he said.
He pushed me down onto the bed and then pounced just as I lifted my head. Our lips met, and his tongue dipped into my mouth instantly. I felt my boyfriend’s throbbing cock brush against my leg, gripped by the same thrill of white-hot excitement I’d felt for the first time last fall.
Erik mashed his face against mine, his trimmed beard scratching against my face like sandpaper. When his mouth left mine, and found my neck, I gasped, feeling faint. If I’d beenstanding up, my legs would’ve given away, my knees turned to jelly. I hooked an arm around his neck, clinging to him. Even with Erik on top of me, my chest heaved in and out, just to cope with the immense pleasure.
Flashes of heat rocketed through me as Erik rubbed his hard cock against mine through our pants. I drew another deep breath, drinking in every ounce of the feeling. Then he slithered down my body while his hands kept my shoulders pinned to the mattress. Now, with his face hovering over me, he eyed my zipper like he was picturing the feast that dwelled beneath. He didn’t smack his lips, but I sensed his hunger all the same. My boyfriend took the tag of my zipper and eased it down. Then he pulled my pants and underpants down past my waist, letting my cock spring free.
And then he took my cock into his mouth, tongue flicking the head and wetting it with his warm saliva. My mouth dropped open, and I gasped. At first, I stared up at the ceiling as the pleasure enveloped me. Then I lifted my head, wanting to watch Erik De Ruiter go to work on me. I watched his head bob up and down over my pelvis until my eyes rolled back, and my own head fell back onto the mattress.
Erik De Ruiter brought me to the brink of climax before stopping and stroking my cock. He wanted me to fuck him, just like he’d said, and wouldn’t do anything to stop me from following through.
His smile and the mischievous laugh that followed gripped me tighter than anything. The smile and laugh told me that he loved my cock, loved my body, and wanted me inside him more than anything in the world.
And then he tore off his shirt and grinned hugely. Then he stepped out of his pants and boxer briefs, baring a cock that stood up at an angle. I couldn’t gaze at it without salivating. He cut around the side of the bed and fed his meat into my waitingmouth. When he pushed it back and forth past my lips, I cupped his ass with one hand, helping him to push it in and out.
When my boyfriend picked up speed, my other hand clasped his ass, but he didn’t need my help. He fucked my face hard and fast, and I held on tight, doing everything I could not to gag.
I listened as his breathing picked up, laboring hard and fast. I would know that sound anywhere. My boyfriend was going to come. If he kept up this pace, it would happen instantly, so he slowed down. I held onto his cock when he withdrew it from my mouth. I lapped my tongue over the tip and shifted my eyes upward, wanting to find an approving look. Erik stared down at me stone-faced, and all-business. Then I stroked his cock’s length with one hand and tickled the underside of his balls with the other.
Then he leaned in, kissed my lips, and pressed his cheek against mine.
“Fuck me,” he whispered.
I didn’t need to be told twice.
I grabbed his arms and pulled him down onto the mattress, where we rolled back and forth on top of one another until I finally pinned him down.
“I’ve got you,” I said.
A smile appeared on his face when I gazed deep into his eyes. Then I kissed his lips, savoring every moment, because I couldn’t get enough of Erik De Ruiter.
I used spit to grease up my dick because I refused to leave the moment long enough to dig a lube bottle out of my duffel bag. I slid into Erik’s ass inch by inch. That same steady, drawn-out groan he made when I entered him was always music to my ears. Once inside, I worked him slowly, until I’d loosened him up enough to fuck him hard and fast. His legs wrapped around me, feet latching themselves at the small of my back.
My lips met his again, and like so many other times before it, we became one. Only this time felt so different than the other times.
And then I withdrew from my boyfriend, flipping him over. He stuck his ass up at me, and I brought my hand down hard on one ass cheek, making a loud cracking noise. He grunted from the pleasure, but didn’t cry out. No pain existed for him when I used my hands that way.
Now my boyfriend was loose enough for me to slide right in. A cry of ecstasy tore out of his mouth, and my hand spanked his ass again before I picked up speed, fucking him hard.
I reached out, clamping my hands onto his shoulders, and used my leverage to ram my boyfriend at my hardest and fastest speed yet. Erik told me he loved how I was fucking him not in words, but in groans, pants, and moans. At that moment, I felt like I didn’t have limited stamina like any other human being. Now I felt like I could last forever, and nothing could stop me.
Finally, I flipped him over again and took him on the edge of the bed. I lifted his legs up and fucked him at breakneck speed. When his eyes opened wide, a look that you could mistake for panic appeared on his face. I knew my boyfriend was going to come. He reached in and jerked his cock until hot, white come landed on his pelvis and stomach.
