No, that wasn’t exactly true. Brad did definitely take what he wanted, but he also doubtlessly made it good for Aaron, too, better than he had even thought possible. Using his grip on Aaron’s ass to control him, Brad shifted his hips, adjusting himself briefly before he started to ease Aaron down onto his thick cock.
As they were, Aaron took Brad so deeply inside of himself, aided by gravity until he was fuller than he had ever been before, even with Brad. Inch by inch, the slick, hot, thick cock pressed inside of him, pushing in, opening him up completely in a way that was somehow both utterly claiming but also gentle at the same time.
It was a study in contradictions, just like so much about this man was. When Brad touched Aaron, even so simply as guiding him where he wanted him to go with a claiming hand on his back, it felt like Brad really wanted them to be together. And yet, Aaron couldn’t be sure how serious Brad even wanted this to be.
They kissed, and, for the moment, at least, it didn’t matter much. Right here at this moment, it was both of them together, a link like Aaron hadn’t even been able to conceive of before. Sex had always been just, well, sex, more physical release than anything else, but this was …
… This was making love. He would never dare to say it out loud, and he was half convinced that he would be utterly mocked if he did, but that’s what it felt like to him. That deep connection, the one that he had wanted without even really being able to put a name to it.
It was slow but as intense as it always was between them. Aaron linked his legs around Brad’s strong, stocky body, anchoring them together, hip to hip and chest to chest as they kissed over and over again. In this position, they could both move, both take what they needed from each other and give pleasure to each other at the same time.
Aaron cried out, his body arching, sweat covering his body even though they weren’t actually moving all that much. But they didn’t need to, because something was going on between them, something that Aaron could see reflected in Brad’s eyes.
Maybe this really could work out, after all. Maybe, against all the odds, Aaron could have everything that he wanted, though he had never thought it possible. He groaned and rocked his hips, and his body strained and struggled closer to Brad’s, his erection throbbing and pulsing and leaking between them as he got closer and closer.
It was all so inevitable. The waves of his release washed over him, flinging him up to a whole new level, something beyond pleasure, something beyond lust and passion.
As they came at the same time, as Aaron felt the air almost crushed out of him by the brutal pull of Brad’s arms, Aaron knew what it was. It was okay for him to be crushed because he was doing just as much crushing.
Because he was falling in love, god help him.
