Niall (Vigilance 2)

I really hoped X had that kind of forethought, but when Niall came back, I knew by the look on his face that he hadn’t found anything.

“Nothing?”

“Well, there’s some lotion that should be okay for lube, but—”

“Get it.”

“Are you sure?”

“I get tested regularly, and I’m always careful.”

“Always until now?”

“Yes.”

He smiled. “Me too.”

“So…”

“I’m getting it.”

“Thank fuck.”

Niall came back holding some hippie-looking lotion with aloe and oatmeal.

“It says it’s soothing, so…”

He squirted some onto his fingers, then straddled me, raised up on his knees, and reached behind himself.

“No.”

“What?” He looked distressed.

“I’m not changing my mind. I want you to turn around so I can watch. I want to see your fingers disappearing into your ass, watch your hole stretch, see you all slick and ready for me.”

“Fuck yes.” He shifted into reverse cowgirl position and tipped forward, supporting himself on one hand to give me the best view as he opened himself up.

The sight of his slick fingers pushing past his tight pucker was as hot as I knew it would be. “More. Open yourself wider. I want your ass gaping and ready for my cock.”

He groaned as he added another finger and pushed in farther. After a few strokes he widened his fingers, stretching himself. A strangled sound escaped me.

“Keep going. More.”

He added a third finger, jamming them into himself with rough strokes. “Fuck yes. Feels so good.”

“I bet it does, but my cock is going to feel better.”

“Yes. You’re going to stretch me so good.”

“I’m going to destroy you.”

“Please.” I debated telling him to ease back onto me and ride me like this, but I wanted to see his face even more than I wanted to watch my cock drive into his hole.

“Turn around now and ride me.”

“Yes, sir.” He was mocking me, but I liked the sound of it anyway.

“I should have you call me sir all the time.”

“You think you could get me to do that?”

“If it was the only way you got this”—I gave my cock a slow, deliberate stroke—“then yes, I do.”

“No way. You don’t control me.”

I held his gaze. “Are you asking to be punished?”

“You’re injured.”

“I have one perfectly good arm, and spanking isn’t the only way I can punish you. I could torment you all night and never let you come.”

He scoffed. “Like I would let you do that.”

“You would if it was what I wanted.”

“You’re so wrong.”

“Want to bet?”

“I… Fuck, Marco. What are we doing?”

“Don’t think about that now. This is about pleasure. Lower yourself onto my cock and don’t stop until it’s all the way inside you.”

“I…”

“Do it now.”

I let go of my shaft, and Niall took it in his hand and lined himself up. He brushed the tip over his slick hole, and I sucked in my breath. “Stop teasing.”

“Maybe that’s what I want to do.”

“Maybe you’ll regret it.”

“You—”

“Fuck me now.”

He began lowering himself slowly. His eyes widened, and he moaned as he took more of me inside. The heat of his ass nearly did me in. It felt incredible to be bare inside him.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yes. No. I… Fuck, Marco. I need this.”

“I know you do. Don’t stop.”

He didn’t. He took every bit of me. He was panting by the time he was fully seated with my balls against his ass.

“Nothing feels as good as being inside you.”

“The words were out before I thought them through. Niall stared at me, mouth open.

“Ride me,” I ordered before he could respond.

He didn’t hesitate. He rose off me, gasping as my cock slid from his body. Then he lowered himself again, faster this time.

“Fuck. You… you fill me up so good. I love the way it burns. I don’t want to stop.”

“Don’t. Take it all. Work yourself on me. I want you to feel this for days.”

“Yes,” he cried. He bounced on my cock, his thigh muscles straining. “So good. You bare inside me. I… I want to feel your cum all hot and wet and…”

“Yes, fuck yes.”

He slowed for a moment, circling his hips, and I growled. “Need more.”

“Yes!” He barely got the word out as he rose off me and drove down again as he leaned forward, bracing himself on his hands so he had more leverage. He gasped as he took me deep. “Fuck yes, just right.”

I could tell he was close. A flush crept over his chest and up his neck, and his strokes were growing less rhythmic.

“You’re going to come, aren’t you? You’re going to come speared on my cock while you ride me like I told you to. You’re mine, Niall. All mine.”

“Oh my God. Yes.” He reached for his cock, and it took only a few strokes before cum shot from him, wetting my chest. The pure bliss on his face was all it took for me to climb right to the edge. I gripped his hip with my good hand, encouraging him to give me what I needed. He did, working himself back against me as his ass squeezed my cock.