Personal Entanglement (Thorne and Dash 2)

Thorne unbuckled his pants, then glanced up as he shoved them over his ass. “You need to be naked too.”

“Then undress me.”

When Thorne had gotten off the last stitch of clothing, he stood in front of Riley and unbuttoned Riley’s shirt with shaky hands.

Riley wasn’t sure why he was torturing himself like this rather than just jerking his clothes off, but he knew Thorne loved to undress him. Thorne left Riley’s shirt hanging open and went to work on his pants, pushing them down and then taking Riley’s cock in his hand, stroking him slowly, cupping his balls in the other hand.

Riley meant to tell him to finish undressing him, but Thorne caressing him, worshipping him, was too good. When he took Riley in his mouth, Riley couldn’t do anything but moan because it was more than just a blowjob. It was the man he loved, giving him exactly what he needed.

Thorne teased his hole with a finger and then pushed inside. Riley gasped. “More.”

Thorne worked his finger deeper and sucked hard, teasing Riley’s ass, balls, and shaft. Riley was supposed to be in control, but Thorne knew how to break him, and in that moment he wanted to be broken. “I’m going to come down your throat.”

Thorne groaned around Riley’s cock and sucked harder as he added another finger to his ass.

Riley squeezed Thorne’s shoulders, wanting to let him do the work, but he was so needy, so anxious, so… “Fuck!” He came, hard and fast and unstoppable.

Thorne swallowed everything he gave. When he pulled out, they were both panting. Thorne’s cock stood up straight, begging for attention.

“That was… You… Get on the bed.”

Thorne gave him a satisfied smirk before obeying.

He positioned himself on all fours, ass in the air. “Are you going to use the big vibrating plug?”

Oh, he was really asking for it. And Riley was going to give him what he wanted, or thought he wanted. “You’re damn right I am, especially after that stunt. I might even leave it turned on while I spank. Talk about sensation overload. You’ll be begging me to stop, to let you come, to give you something other than torture.”

“Fuck.” Thorne’s voice was barely there, and he actually looked dismayed.

Riley walked over to the bed and laid a hand on his back. “You remember your safeword, right?”

Thorne nodded frantically. Obviously he wasn’t all that anxious.

Riley took his time getting the supplies: the plug, lube, a box of condoms. Then he made a show of rolling a condom on the plug and lubing it up.

“Fuck,” Thorne said, the word more an exhalation than real speech.

“Forgot how big it was?” Riley asked.

He nodded. “Yeah. I did.”

Riley turned the plug on, and the buzz seemed very loud in the quiet room. The only other sound was Thorne’s ragged breathing.

After making Thorne wait a few moments, Riley pushed the tip of the huge phallus against Thorne’s hole, then slid it up and down his crack, teasing him.

Thorne held himself still, probably not even breathing. Riley let him be for a few seconds, knowing he liked to be just a bit scared. Then he laid his free hand at the base of Thorne’s spine.

“You okay?”

“I don’t think I can take that one without some stretching first.”

Riley rubbed up and down his spine. “I know. Trust me to take care of you.”

Thorne nodded. Riley loved how much Thorne trusted him. He didn’t need any further explanation.

Riley teased him some more, barely pushing at his hole with the tip of the plug, only wanting to give him some pressure. Thorne knew Riley wouldn’t shove it in, and yet the suggestion was enough to have him dripping precum from his mix of excitement and fear.

He rubbed the vibrating shaft against Thorne’s balls and pushed a finger and then two into Thorne, working him, opening him up. He twisted his fingers, then scissored them.

“Enough,” Thorne gasped. Then Riley moved the vibration back to his taint. “Fuck!”

Riley pushed the plug in fast enough to make Thorne moan but not to push him beyond what he wanted. “Breathe.”

“Can’t. Fucking fuck.”

Thorne squeezed the pillow he’d pulled beneath him so hard, Riley expected stuffing to burst from it. He waited, giving Thorne time. Slowly, he relaxed. Riley twisted the plug, and Thorne sucked in a breath. Riley thought he was going to protest. Instead he begged, “More. Please.”

Riley loved how much he wanted it. He gave him more. Nearly making it to the widest part.

“Oh my fuck!”

“Good?” Riley asked.

“It…yeah. It fucking hurts, but it’s so good.”

Riley rubbed more lube around Thorne’s stretched rim and coated the last part of the plug again.

“Here it comes.” He pushed the thick plug in until the flange lay against Thorne’s ass.

Thorne was panting, wriggling, trying to get away from the sensation, but his cock was rock hard.

Riley pumped it a few times.