Here Comes Trouble (Nothing Special 3)

It took a little more coaching and a lot more dirty talk and nipple pinching to get Ruxs as stretched and as ready as he needed him to be. Ruxs was fucking himself on his three fingers when he reached his hand back and gripped Green’s wrist, forcing him to pump into him deeper, faster.

“Harder. More,” Ruxs snapped. “You think I can’t fuckin’ take you.”

“I’m gonna give you more,” Green said, his teeth clenched with determination. He positioned himself at Ruxs’ entrance and pushed the head of his cock in on one thrust, making Ruxs’ yell out in surprise.

“Shit, Chris!”

“Ready.” Green didn’t need or want an answer. He slid his arm under Ruxs’ throat and hooked his other one under his underarm, holding him in a secured position. He told Ruxs to take a deep breath, when he felt the rise of his back against his own chest he drove the rest of the way in.

“Oh my fucking —” Ruxs heaved underneath him, taking the burn and stretch like the man Green knew he was. “Fuck!”

“Just as tight as I knew this virgin ass would be.” Green panted in Ruxs ear. He hadn’t moved, knew if he did it would be over before it even began.

“Fuck you,” Ruxs grunted. “Augh. Do something, Chris.”

“I’m gonna make you feel real good, baby.” Green slowly pulled out, just halfway, and slid back in again. “You trust me don’t you?”

“I did. Before you lied and said this fuckin’ felt good.” Ruxs turned a little, positioning most of his weight on side, making Green maneuver with him.

Green kissed Ruxs on his neck, ignoring his last comment. Making Ruxs feel like his head was going to explode from pleasure was something that had to be shown not spoken. He started up a slow rhythm, holding on to Ruxs’ hip with one hand, and propping himself up with the other. The deeper he went, the more Ruxs moaned his name. He’d been so patient and waited so long for this day. Way longer than Ruxs had been waiting and wanting him. Now he had him. He was buried balls deep in him, almost ready to deposit his love inside him.

He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on pushing his orgasm down. When Ruxs topped him it sure as hell took longer than two minutes. He lowered himself and aimed for a higher angle. Ruxs lurched in his arms and Green pulled out, went back in with power, keeping that angle and strong momentum. Ruxs was quieter now. His only sounds a mix between a groan and sob each time Green pegged his gland. He looked down and Ruxs cock was harder than a choirboy’s in a porn shop. Fuck yeah. But he needed a better position, needed to go deeper.

He rolled pulling Ruxs with him.

“Don’t stop.” Ruxs voice was barely recognizable.

“I’m not.” Green pulled Ruxs on top. Ruxs’ heavy legs on either side of his. His back to his chest, his rigid cock pointing to the ceiling. Damn. He was heavy but the weight felt good and it put Green just as deep as he needed to be.

Ruxs shuddered on top of him when Green gripped him between his thighs, holding his balls in a diamond created by his hands and slid him up and down his body while he thrust up into him on the down stroke.

“Fuuuuuuck,” Ruxs keened. “Right th—oh… god.”

“You’re the sexiest fucking contradiction, baby. You’re such a badass on the street… lethal,” Green growled, thrusting deeper “So many men have eaten the butt of your shotgun, but here you are with me. Moaning and whimpering on my cock like a helpless slut.

“Up and down just like that,” Green whispered, his forehead pressed against the back of Ruxs’ head. Green kept that position and rocked Ruxs’ body on top of his like he owned it… ‘cause he did. He fucked up into him hard each time that hot ass slid back down on him. Showed Ruxs the true meaning of topping from the bottom. Green removed his hands and like the partners they were in every sense of the word, their bodies continued to move in perfect synch. He rubbed every erogenous zone he could reach. Dug his hands into the back of Ruxs neck, ran them down his chest, caressing his abs. He brushed his hands over Ruxs’ cock, jerked it twice, and then stopped. It was harder than he’d ever felt it. He raised his back off the bed – groaned low in his throat – and reached lower, overwhelming his lover’s senses with a lingam massage. Using both hands to fondle Ruxs’ balls before pressing his fingers against his taint. When his fingertips brushed against their connection, Green saw sparks dance behind his closed eyelids. “I’m coming, Mark.” Green wanted his man right there with him. He pinched Ruxs’ nipples just as hard as he could.