His First Surrender (Stonewall Investigations Miami 3)

As I felt him get deeper, I listened to what he said earlier and I relaxed, taking deep breaths. There was some pain, but it was fleeting and not enough to make me consider telling him to stop.

No, I wanted him to keep going. Forever, I wanted to say.

I wanted this moment to last forever.

24

Rocky Hudson

Sinking into Sam Clark was pure paradise. I couldn’t explain it any other way. There was something in the way his toes curled, in how his lips quivered, in those half-lidded eyes of his, that wrapped me up completely in his spell. Making sure to take my time, I worked myself slowly into him, feeling him stretch around me. I also made sure to hold the swing steady, so that he didn’t accidentally rock forward and impale himself on me.

We’d work up to that.

“That okay?” I asked, seeing him wince before his face twisted in pleasure.

“Yes, oh God, Rocky. You’re massive.”

“Sorry,” I said, sinking in deeper. “And you’re welcome.”

Sam chuckled before it morphed into a deep moan. I looked down, seeing myself halfway inside him. The swing moved slightly, but I held the straps. I kissed his leg, still hanging up in the straps. His cock pushed against the mesh of his briefs. I wanted to free him, but I was becoming so consumed with wanting to fuck him into oblivion.

“Breathe, baby,” I said reassuringly. He listened, and on his exhale, I thrust forward, sliding into him down to the hilt. His eyes bulged and he leaned forward, causing the swing to move, pushing him backward, my cock sliding halfway out of him.

“Again,” he said, his toes curling as I thrust, listening to his pleading. He gasped as I sank fully into him once again. “Oh my God.”

“You feel so fucking good, baby.” I pulled out before slowly rocking my hips again, getting him used to my size, relishing in the intense heat that enveloped my cock. “That’s it. Just like that.”

His big doe eyes locked on mine as I began to thrust in a rhythm. I let go of the straps and let the swing start picking up momentum, moving with each of my thrusts. It carried him away from me before swinging him back onto my cock, our skin slapping together. His toes curled in the air next to my head. I took one in my mouth, sucked and swirled, hearing Sam shout in pleasure as I continued to pound into him. His body convulsed. I held the straps as Sam’s body pulsed around me, seeing thick white come ooze out from the mesh of his briefs. His eyes were snapped shut. I kept fucking him, each thrust pushing out more of his seed, sending us both deeper into the oblivion of bliss.

When he opened his eyes again, I slowed down my thrusts, holding us both steady. His face and chest were flushed a deep red, with sweat making his hair stick to his forehead.

I leaned forward, still inside him, and kissed him, holding the swing so that we didn’t fall. He was breathing heavy, smiling against my lips.

“Keep going,” he said against me, pushing himself onto me. He was still rock hard, his cock throbbing between us, sticky warm come now painting my chest.

“Here, let’s take these off.” I got back up and pulled myself out of Sam, drawing a moan from both of us. I helped Sam’s feet out of the straps and helped him steady himself. I grabbed his wet briefs and tugged them off, his leaking cock springing out. I couldn’t help myself. I kneeled down and got myself a taste before kissing my way back up, lapping up his seed on the way to his lips.

“Let’s try a different position,” I said, “If you’re up for it.”

Sam playfully batted my hard dick with his. “Clearly, I am.”

“All right, come here.” I turned Sam around, his ass to me. “Put your hands there—yup, and now lean forward.” Sam had his stomach on the swing, his ass up to me. “You feel okay?”

“Totally.”

“Okay, now I’m going to lift your legs. Each one goes in a strap. Comfortable?”

“Very.”

I stepped back, admiring the sight of Sam’s behind held in the air on the swing, his ass ready for the taking. His balls and hard cock hung down. I massaged him, gently, getting him used to the position, enjoying him before I ravaged him.

I managed to hold on to the slippery bottle of lube as I reapplied it, spreading it over my shaft, using my fingers to wet his twitching hole. Two fingers now slipped easily inside him.

“You ready?” I asked, pulling my fingers out and lining myself up with his entrance.

“Mhmm.”

He raised his head, looking across the room as I pressed the head of my cock against his hole. He took a breath. I watched his body, holding his hips as he took me in, readily, greedily. His ass felt like pure fucking heaven. This position made it a little easier for me to control, so I kept the swinging at a minimum at first, letting Sam get used to the new sensations.