Revelation (The Protectors 7)

I’d seen similar images on the internet when I’d watched some gay porn after realizing my attraction to Ethan was just that and not some weird, one-time thing. But the guys on those sites had nothing on Ethan.

Nothing.

I watched in rapt fascination as Ethan rubbed a finger over his hole several times before breaching his body. I managed to look up at him long enough to see his hungry eyes on me. “Touch yourself,” he encouraged as his eyes fell to my cock. I managed to get some lube on my hand and then I was stroking myself as Ethan’s middle finger disappeared completely inside his body. A small groan left his lips as his ass flexed. Just the thought of how tight his body was gripping that finger had me pumping desperately into my hand. I moved closer to him so I could rest my free hand on his thigh as he pleasured himself. Instinct had me lifting his leg onto my shoulder and pressing forward so it was bent back on himself. The move opened him up even farther. He whimpered as he pressed a second finger into his body and I watched in a near daze as he twisted his wrist back and forth before sliding his fingers in and out of his depths in slow, smooth glides.

His cock was jerking against his abdomen and glistening streaks of pre-cum covered his skin. I had no idea what possessed me to do it, but I leaned down and ran my tongue over his belly and was rewarded with a harsh curse and a new, sweet flavor flooding my taste buds. More liquid seeped from the head of his dick and before I could give it much thought, I licked over his crown and then closed my mouth around the tip so I could suck up more of his delicious flavor.

“Oh God, stop or I’ll come,” Ethan shouted and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing me back. When my eyes met his, he said, “Now, Cain. Fuck me now.”

I looked down to see he’d removed his fingers and his hole was slightly open and waiting. I grabbed my cock and moved it into position and slowly slid forward. Ethan threw his head back and gasped as I breached him. Instinct had me going slow, but it was hard to get a read on Ethan with the sounds that were falling from his lips.

Was I hurting him?

“Ethan,” I said as I stilled. “Talk to me.” I hated that I needed his guidance on this, but my embarrassment was secondary to my need not to hurt him.

“It’s good,” he murmured as his eyes popped open. “Don’t stop.”

I released his leg and shifted over him as I pushed into him a little more. I kissed him softly and said, “Tell me what it feels like.”

Sweat was dotting Ethan’s brow. His muscles were so tight around me that I had to wonder how he wasn’t crying out in pain. Even though just my crown was inside of him, the heat and pressure had me wishing I could just plow into him. And I knew once I was there, I’d never want to leave.

“Burns,” he whispered. “But in a good way. It…it’s spreading out to the rest of my body.”

I slid farther into him and was rewarded with another strangled moan. “Feels so good,” he managed to say. “I need you all the way inside of me. Please!”

I obliged him and pushed in slowly until there was no place left for me to go. My dick was sheathed in the hottest, tightest grip I’d ever known. “I knew it,” I groaned.

“Knew what?” Ethan asked. At some point he’d slid his arms beneath my armpits so he could wrap his hands over my shoulders.

“That we’d fit perfectly together,” I said. I looked down to where we were joined. There was no space between us, just my balls pressed against him.

Ethan’s mouth sought out mine for a deep kiss before he whispered, “I knew it too.” I had no doubt that he was talking about more than just our bodies being a perfect fit.

I slowly pulled out of Ethan just a little before sliding back in, wanting to make sure the move wouldn’t hurt him. When a strangled cry of pleasure left his throat, I knew he was okay and I dragged my dick out of him until just the head was holding him open, then I surged into him in one smooth glide.

“Yes,” he called out as his legs came up to wrap around my lower body. My body tensed for the briefest of moments at the sensation of being caged in, but I ignored it and thrust into him again. His cries of pleasure spurred me on as my own body was screaming at me, demanding relief. When I’d been with the escorts, it had often taken me a long time to get off. With Ethan, I was there within a handful of strokes. It was exhilarating and humiliating at the same time.