“Hell yes, you are. That’s why you’re gonna take my cock,” Caspian rasped, slamming his knuckles against the hole as his entire middle finger went in. He was surprised to discover that the channel wasn’t snug and smooth all the way in, and licked his lips, probing at the flesh beyond the sleeve of tight muscle. He couldn’t believe this was happening. That he was about to not only fuck a guy for the first time but also do it with someone so damn pretty.
If he could have been certain of Gunner’s health status, he’d have ditched the rubbers, no questions asked, because just thinking about filling up this lovely ass with his cream and marking his territory had him shivering in anticipation.
God, he couldn’t wait much longer!
“Oh yeah? I’ll screw you so wide open with my big dick,” he gasped and slapped his tool against the same buttock that still bore the mark of his palm. The slender arms tied with the shirt and belt were the picture of submission, and the ragged noise of Gunner breathing into the pillow made Caspian’s heart pound in his chest like a machine. He was no longer a twig of a boy but a beast to be feared.
“Yes. Fuck me,” Gunner uttered and spread the trembling thighs wider while his little hole tightened around Caspian’s finger in a promise of what it would soon do to his dick.
His cock had a mind of its own and wanted to dive in already, but Caspian would do it right and distracted himself by counting flowers on the curtains as his fingers stretched the tight hole until Gunner no longer tightened up.
But once he decided that this delicious ass, framed by lowered underwear and a leather belt holding still a pair of wrists, was ready, he pulled on the condom, and pushed his dick at Gunner’s hole. The muscle didn’t give in right away, and the entrance dipped under pressure, which only aroused him more.
“Yes. Fuck. Take it.”
The little moans and mewls Gunner uttered were ambrosia to his ears, but he could barely think straight when the tight ring of muscle relaxed enough to accept his cockhead. Having a man under him like this had always been an unfulfilled fantasy of Caspian’s, and he held his breath, watching the rigid length sink between pale buttocks, one of which was still flushed from the single strike. He hoped the faint hand imprint would mark Gunner as his forever, and while this was in no way a rational wish, he still indulged in the fantasy of owning this boy.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Gunner uttered, rolling his face over the pillow as sweat beaded on his back. He was tense but didn’t try to pull away when Caspian took hold of his narrow hips and made shallow thrusts, pushing farther past his partner’s resistance each time. Gunner’s channel felt like a vice made of hot silk, but Caspian didn’t want to finish yet and alternated between staring at the glorious flesh under him and closing his eyes to let excitement dim just enough that he could continue.
He felt like Alexander the Great conquering Persia.
Begging for more dick with each movement of his hips, Gunner seemed to relax. His fingers kept twitching and squeezing the brown leather tightened around his wrists, and if it were doable, Caspian would have loved to nip and suck on each digit as he jackhammered the tight ass.
“Too much for you, virgin boy? Too bad you no longer have a choice,” he whispered, moaning when his cock went in farther and finally bottomed out. “You’re mine until you milk my cock, get it?”
Gunner gave a frantic nod, and squeezed his ass on Caspian’s cock without even being prompted. “Yes. Please, use me.”
Never before did Caspian have such ultimate control of anyone. The boy under him voiced his submission with every little moan, and Caspian could’ve gotten high on the sounds alone. It didn’t matter which body was whose and why. He, Caspian, was on top and giving his lover cock while being encouraged to fuck harder.
He’d never been this wanted, this desired, and the feeling was already sinking its teeth into his flesh. He wanted to always feel like this.
“Yeah? Gunner Russo loves my cock up his slutty ass?” he uttered, squeezing his hands on Gunner’s waist as he entered him ever faster.
The other body no longer resisted, and his dick moved in and out freely, a fat baton stabbing into the soft, warm hole over and over. As he picked up his pace, Gunner’s buttocks shook every time Caspian slammed home, his entire body yielding to the force behind Caspian’s thrusts. The moans escaping Gunner’s lips went straight to Caspian’s balls, so every now and then, he gave Gunner a little slap on the ass just to get a reaction.