Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 94220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Yes, yes. Just like that.”
As I moan into his mouth, his hands rest against either ass cheek, pulling them apart as his cock steadily pushes deeper.
The pressure mounts, but as I fear it’s about to be too much, his cock halts in place.
“It’s okay. You’re doing so good, Leif. You have no idea how good you’re doing.”
I appreciate the compliment. I’m just so fucking nervous, but I can tell he’s learned how to ease a man into this, and I’m benefiting from all his experience and wisdom.
“Teach me, Zane.”
We kiss again, and he cups my face with his hands, and as I relax, I find my ass sinking, pushing him deeper into me.
A rush of sensation moves through me when his cock hits that spot in me. I pull away from his lips long enough for a moan, grinding my teeth as I try to take him a little faster.
“There’s no rush.”
“But I need it.”
“If you’re too eager, then that means I might have to wait to fuck you again next time.”
A warm sensation swirls in my chest. He’s already thinking about a next time?
It’s enough to encourage me to take my time. And as I calm down, he feeds me another inch.
The way that thick cock rubs up against my prostate causes a rush of energy, and my cock trembles before I feel precum push out of the head.
“Oh, yeah,” Zane says before I feel his hand around my shaft. He runs his thumb across the head, using the precum to lubricate me as he strokes. “That’s nice.”
I relax farther back still, a moan escaping my lips, the pressure intensifying. Just as soon as I think I might not be able to bear it anymore, my ass hits his pelvis.
I did it.
I fucking did it.
Why does that make me feel like a fucking champion?
“Nice work, Leif,” he says, rewarding me with a few generous pumps. “Stay right there. Let your body get used to having me in you like this.”
I want my body to get used to this.
I take a few more breaths as the pressure eases up. I lean back farther, trying to sit with the sensation.
“Never figured I’d have a dick in me, let alone one this size.”
“Never thought I’d get to have your ass, and oh, fuck, it’s better than I imagined.”
I love hearing that he was imagining this moment.
I take deep, steady breaths as Zane stares, this cocked smirk on his face suggesting he could lie there all night like that.
As the pressure loses its bite, I enjoy the way his shaft is pushed up against my prostate, and rise up on my knees. My body vibrates as sensation pools through me, urging me back down. Then up again.
It feels so natural, just some animal impulse guiding my rhythm.
With each motion, Zane continues stroking my cock, which leaks across his abdomen. It’s like his dick is fucking pushing it out of me.
As my movements become broader and faster, Zane starts to match them with gentle thrusts.
Soon, I’m all sensation, radiating from my ass through my chest and head, to my goddamn fingertips. I jerk and twist, and my eyes roll back as a network of nerves pulses through me.
“That’s great,” Zane says, thrusting and pumping my cock. “You’re doing so good, Leif. I’m so impressed with you.”
I maintain my pace, feeling more confident in my movements when I hear him say, “Okay, I think you’re ready now.”
“Ready?” I ask as his cock hits my prostate again just right, sending another wave of sensation pulsing through me.
“Yeah. Pull off and lie on your back.”
“But I just got this thing in me.”
“Don’t worry. It’ll be easier now that you did it. Trust me.”
He’s shown me how much I can trust him with my body already.
As I pull off his cock, I marvel at it again. It’s laughable to think I ever had doubts.
I lie back against the pillow beside him, and he gets on his knees and moves between my legs. He hooks his arms around my thighs, positioning my body, not even needing to guide his cock in with his hands as he pushes up against my hole and slides right back in.
He was right. It’s much easier now that he’s loosened me up.
As his cock pushes into me, my back arches as he rubs up against my prostate again. Once he’s firmly back in, he offers a series of subtle thrusts, building up.
His mouth’s hanging open, his abs contracting as he clasps down on my thighs and works me up. “How does it feel now?”
“Inc-red-ible.”
He rests my thighs down and leans close to me, taking another kiss, his tongue forcing its way in as he gives me a few more thrusts in quick succession—broad, sweeping thrusts, each one hitting me just right, taking me higher, making me want so much fucking more.