Goal Lines & First Times (CU Hockey 3)

“Add another finger,” I say.

He lifts his head. “Lube.”

I feel around on the bed for it and uncap it for him. His finger leaves me while I squirt lube onto his hand, but I immediately miss the intrusion.

Seth rubs the lube around in his fingers, covering two of them. This time, he breaches me with both, and it takes longer to adjust, but he doesn’t stop the attention he’s giving to my cock.

He licks his way from the tip to my base and back up, bobbing his head. The unruly hair on top of his head tickles my skin, and I reach for it, brushing it out of the way so I can stare down at what he’s doing to me.

Damn, that’s a good sight.

He’s so focused, so enthusiastic.

And then? His fingers hit a spot inside me, a spot I was unable to reach myself, and that game changer I was told to expect finally makes sense.

Pleasure shoots down my spine, making my feet numb. He moves inside me repeatedly, pressing against my prostate over and over. My hips thrust of their own accord, and Seth makes that choking noise that freaked me out the first time he made it, but now it’s like that Pav-whatever response he was talking about. It makes me harder and pushes me dangerously close to the edge.

“Wait, wait, wait,” I beg.

Seth pauses and glances up at me.

“Just your fingers. With your mouth and everything else …” I take a deep breath.

His body lifts, and he leans over me while keeping his fingers lodged inside my ass.

He kisses me softly and changes the pace of his fingers from hitting my prostate continuously to longer and slower strokes. It still feels good, but I’m no longer teetering on the edge. The orgasm building inside me fades, and I’m able to blink back to reality for a second.

“Spin around,” I say against his lips.

“What?”

“I need your ass up here so you can feel exactly what I am right now.”

His finger presses against my prostate again. “Does it feel good?”

“Indescribable.”

Seth pulls his fingers out of me and maneuvers himself so he’s straddling my chest but facing my feet. His ass is right there, his tight hole in front of my face. I get an even better view when he lowers his head again and sucks the tip of my cock into his mouth.

I can’t wait to be inside him, but to get there I need him as open and needy as I am. I find the lube again and pour it generously on my fingers, then press my forefinger against the puckered skin around his hole. He moans around my cock, and I push my finger in.

Seth’s a natural, taking my finger to the first knuckle right away before his body tenses. I let him guide me by letting his hips take over. As tempting as it is to push my way inside, I’ll wait for him to adjust.

It doesn’t take long.

I can feel how hard he is as his hips move, trying to fuck himself on my fingers. His dick drags along my stomach, and I can feel wet spots on my skin.

He sucks me down while I finger his ass, and it doesn’t take long for him to be begging for more. I add a second digit, and he trembles on top of me. They’re all the way inside him now, no doubt hitting that soft spongy spot that made my feet tingle and my balls tighten.

His mouth leaves me. “Richie.”

“Please tell me we’re both ready to be fucked now?”

He nods. “I need you inside me.”

“That wasn’t the deal. You have to fuck me first.”

Seth climbs off me, and I roll over onto my hands and knees.

“I’m not going to last,” Seth says.

“Good, because I’m itching to get my turn.”

Seth reaches for the condoms and throws me one. “Deal with that now so you won’t have to fiddle with it when I’m done.”

“I like the way you think.”

I rest my forehead on the pillow with my ass still in the air while I open the condom and roll it down my aching shaft. I can’t resist a few hard pumps while I’m at it to take the edge off.

It doesn’t work, but Seth’s sheathed cock pressing against my hole does. It’s so much bigger than his fingers, and even though my ass welcomes the intrusion, it’s tight and it burns.

Seth’s breaths come out in hard, short gasps while he works his way inside me, and while part of me wants to say, “Okay, done, let’s flip,” there’s a bigger part of me craving for him to hit that spot inside me and keep pegging it until I lose my mind.

His strong hands grip my hips to hold me in place because I involuntarily keep moving forward away from the cock burying itself inside my ass.