Reed slid his hand up Zane’s spine all the way from his tail bone, and grabbed his nape. “Like this?” he asked and thrust his dick into Zane while holding him in place.
Zane opened his eyes wide, uttering a hollow groan while his body adjusted to the intrusion. He reached to the back of his neck and squeezed Reed’s forearm, but his lover knew Zane needed a few seconds, and he wouldn’t move while the initial ache subsided.
Zane had only been fucked by Reed a handful of times, but he longed for the sensation of his thick cock pushing its way back and forth and molding Zane’s body to its size. He moaned. Loosened his grip on Reed’s hand. Rocked back to take in more.
“Yes… yes, please.”
Reed eased him in though. He leaned over him, sliding his other hand to Zane’s cock. Its slippery heat was everything Zane wanted while Reed moved his hips with deliberate languidness, despite surely wanting to rut like a beast already. He’d bottomed enough times to know better.
“I’m gonna come in you so hard…” he whispered into the back of Zane’s head as he pumped him with his free hand.
Zane had never experienced anything as intense as their sex. Reed’s arousal and pleasure reflected back at him, fuelling his own, as if their bodies created a single entity that shared the same energy until it could no longer be contained. Nobody could ever experience this, no one but them.
He tossed his hair back and glanced over his shoulder, gasping in response to each thrust while Reed held him in place, steadily entering his body.
He was beautiful. A beast with hard muscle and thick body hair, yet eyes so soulful that looking straight into them made Zane choke up. Their relationship was something unique, and he’d never give up on it, even if it meant he might die before his own time.
“Roachie, you’re the only one I want like this. You always feel so good,” he whimpered as the hard cock rubbed against his prostate, creating sparks with the friction of the intense contact.
He didn’t know whether it was his words that inspired the increased pace of the fuck, or if Reed simply understood the needs of Zane’s body so well, but within moments, Zane became a moaning mess, clutching at the comforter, spreading his thighs wider, and galloping towards orgasm.
Reed was close too. Zane could recognize it by now and groaned in frustration when his lover pulled away for something farther away on the bed. The change in position took away some of the force and urgency out of the moment, but before Zane could have voiced his complaint, Reed forced him down, flat into the sheets, laid on top, and slid his forearm under Zane’s chin to cradle his head close. The weight of his body squashed Zane’s dick against the comforter and knocked air out of him, trapping him in a world of breathless pleasure as the thick dick a pistoned in and out of Zane’s hungry body. Were Zane any less relaxed, the thrusts would have felt like brute punches, but as it was, they hit him deep, feeding the desire no one but Reed could satisfy.
They held on tight, and their hips worked in unison like parts of a well-oiled machine until the sense of heat at the base of Zane’s spine became too obvious to ignore. He was so, so close.
“Go on. Come. Come on my dick,” Reed hissed into Zane’s ear, pushing him that step closer to the edge with the heat of his breath.
In the corner of his eye, Zane noticed the flash of a phone screen in Reed’s hand, but there was no room for thinking when that thick rod of hot meat stabbed into him with no mercy as neither of them had any mind space left for consideration.
Panting, he slammed his hands on either side of his face, but pleasure speared through him like a javelin in the same moment Reed filled his body with hot cum. “I fucking love you. Love you so much, Roachie,” he mumbled, rolling his face against the comforter while Reed kept him in place, heavy yet absolutely safe.
Reed nuzzled Zane’s sweaty shoulder, in no rush to get up or pull out. “I love you too. Might have mentioned it?”
Zane stretched as his orgasm made his limbs heavy with warmth. He squeezed his ass around Reed’s dick and glanced at him, at ease as he rested his chin on the hairy forearm. Reed would never hurt him. He was Zane’s pliant puppy after all.
Reed settled comfortably on top of Zane, his softening dick still inside the hole. “I made your porn audition.” He placed the phone against the pillow and pressed play, letting out a happy grunt at the sight of Zane in the recording.