Liam hissed. “Oh, God!”
Coury continued to pinch them softly and kissed his way down. He ran his tongue along Liam’s shaft and was rewarded with a moan. “Like that?”
“Coury,” Liam pleaded. “I want you inside me.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll get there.” He trailed his fingers down Liam’s torso, earning the desired shudder of pleasure. “When I say it’s time.”
Coury circled the base of Liam’s cock with his right hand and pulled it up enough to get his lips around the head. With his free hand, he searched the bed for the lube until he found the round bottle. He teased the glans with his tongue for another few seconds before he sat up.
Grabbing the long, lean legs on either side, Coury hoisted them onto his shoulders. He slid his slick fingers around Liam’s entrance a few times, then gently pushed his index finger against the opening.
Liam tensed for a moment, then relaxed.
“I won’t hurt you.”
“I know you won’t.”
Coury jerked Liam’s cock in rhythm, moving his finger in and out. He slid in a second, and the muscles of Liam’s ring clamped down. He nearly came thinking about how that would feel around his cock.
Working his fingers in and out, he released Liam’s cock and grabbed a condom. He tore it open with his teeth and eased his way out of Liam to roll the latex sheath onto his cock. Quickly, he lubed himself and pressed his slick fingers back inside.
“I’m ready, Coury. Please.”
“Is this where I say I’ll tell you when you’re ready?” Liam laughed and clenched tight around Coury’s fingers.
“No, this is where my bossy bottom side says just fuck me.”
Coury locked his eyes on Liam’s, withdrew his fingers, and nudged his cock into Liam’s opening. He pressed in slowly. Liam sucked in a noisy breath when Coury pushed through his ring. He paused to let Liam adjust. A few seconds later, a tiny nod was his signal to keep going.
Setting his hands on either side of Liam, Coury dipped down to kiss him, sinking a bit deeper in the process.
Liam didn’t show any sign he needed to stop. He cupped Coury’s face with his hands, his tongue pushing urgently into Coury’s mouth. Lost in the heat, Coury slid his entire length into Liam.
“Give it to me,” Liam whispered between kisses. “Please fuck me.”
He started with small, quick thrusts, slapping himself against Liam’s firm ass. The tiny moans Liam kissed into his mouth pushed Coury to lengthen his strokes—long, slow lunges that rapidly got harder and faster.
“You like that?” Coury asked, his body slamming against Liam’s.
“Yes.” Liam urged. “So good, Coury. You feel so good.”
“Yeah? You want more?” Coury didn’t need an answer to fuck harder.
Liam pulled him down and crushed their lips together. The passion and need Liam poured into the kiss was intoxicating. The bed creaked in rhythm, but Coury ignored the tiny voice that worried they’d wake Pop.
“Yeah,” Liam panted. “Give it to me.”
Coury lifted his head and grabbed Liam’s calves. He pushed back to give himself a better angle and drove deeper with each thrust.
“Fuck yeah.” Liam grabbed his legs and tossed his head back. “That’s it, Coury. So good.”
The slutty, wild side of Liam was incredibly sexy. It spurred Coury to give him what he wanted. He drew back slow, and then slammed home hard. He almost pulled out and made short shallow thrusts where the head of his cock worked Liam’s entrance, then leaned forward again and took longer, deeper strokes that earned him a tiny grunt each time he hit bottom.
“I’m getting close, Liam.”
“Don’t stop. Come inside me.”
Even with a condom on, the thought of shooting his load deep inside Liam pushed him over the edge. He felt his orgasm build and pounded faster to keep it surging.
