Better to Believe (Harrison Campus 4)

Liam barely tensed when Coury added a second finger and rotated them. He made sure to rub Liam’s prostate and was rewarded with a deep moan of pleasure. Satisfied he wouldn’t hurt Liam, he put the bottle down, lined up the head of his cock and pushed. In one slow, steady movement, he inched into Liam.

Watching for signs of pain, Coury continued until he’d buried his entire length. The warm, tight pressure around his cock sent a pulse of endorphins through him. He leaned in, covering Liam’s mouth with his.

Locked together, he pulled back and thrust in. His groin slapped Liam’s ass and they both moaned at the sensation.

“More,” Liam said. “Fuck me.”

Coury drew out and moved swiftly back. He knew he was hitting Liam’s spot when he slammed his head onto the pillow.

“Yeah. More!”

Knowing he wouldn’t last long, Coury fucked harder and faster. “Like that?”

“Yes!” Liam’s head came up. “Harder.”

He grabbed Coury’s face and kissed him hard. A tongue parted Coury’s lips and he heaved a breath through his nose. His hips pistoned in and out, barreling him toward release.

Coury broke their kiss. “Oh, God. I’m gonna come.”

“Give it to me.”

“Yeah? You want me to come inside you?”

“Fuck yes.” He slid his hands onto Coury’s ass, pulling him forward. “Give it to me, Coury. Shoot it in me.”

Coury tossed his head back, closed his eyes, and fucked harder. Just before he came, he pushed as far as he could into Liam. Despite Liam’s groan, he clamped down, squeezing Coury’s cock even tighter.

Light exploded behind his eyelids as his cock spurted into Liam. After a couple shots, Coury moved again, short, quick thrusts. He bent down and kissed Liam hard. Their tongues tangled as Coury’s body spasmed repeatedly.

He dipped his head next to Liam’s. “I love you, Liam. God, I love you.”

Liam pulled Coury into a hug. “I love you too, Coury.”

Coury waited until his breathing slowed. He inched up and rested his forehead on Liam’s. “That was amazing. You’re amazing.”

“That was the best, Coury. So hot.”

He didn’t want to move, wanted to stay connected as long as possible, but after a few seconds he sat up and guided Liam’s legs down. Liam surprised him by wrapping them around his waist.

“Don’t pull out,” Liam said. “I want to come with you inside me.”

“Can I help?” He encircled Liam’s cock with his fingers, squeezed, and jerked slowly.

“That feels so good, Coury.”

Coury angled forward and breathed a soft kiss on Liam’s lips. “That’s the goal.”

Using short, quick thrusts, Coury established a rhythm. He synced his hand to his cock, and with his free hand he tweaked Liam’s right nipple.

“Oh fuck! That.” He flopped his head onto his pillow. “I’m getting close.”

“Come for me, babe. I want to feel you come.” He fucked a bit harder and jerked a bit faster. “Shoot for me, Liam.”

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Liam shouted.

Coury released Liam’s nub and tucked his head down. He managed to get his lips over the tip of Liam’s cock just as the first spurt came out. Thrusting up hard, Coury used all the flexibility he’d gained in PT to capture more of Liam’s head.

“Holy shit!” Liam bucked up, pushing more of his cock into Coury’s mouth.

Coury clamped his hands to Liam’s hips to stay inside. It worked well enough, but Liam ended up fucking himself with all his thrashing.

By the time his dick stopped throbbing, Liam had come an impressive amount. Coury eased up, but Liam still jumped.

“Oh my God, Coury. I didn’t know you could do that.”

“Neither did I until just then. One good takeaway from the injury.”

Liam laughed and clenched around Coury’s cock. “Stop. Don’t make me laugh.”

“Keep that up and I’m going to need to fuck you some more.”

“I hope you plan to do that a lot more. Just maybe not right now.”

“Okay.” He pulled out slowly and collapsed next to Liam. “I’ll give you ten minutes.”

* * *

Liam

The warm body wrapped around his felt so good, Liam didn’t want to get up. He lifted Coury’s arm and scooted to the edge of the bed. “I need to pee.”

“When you’re done, let’s take a quick shower. It’s after seven. We should eat.”

As much fun as staying in bed and having sex all night sounded, eating was probably necessary. Liam’s dick stood straight up to let him know its thoughts. Later—hopefully.

They limited their shower activities to washing and a few kisses and were back in Liam’s room before seven thirty. Liam watched Coury get dressed in silence. It was a calm quiet; Liam no longer felt he had to ask how Coury felt. He knew.

When Coury pulled his shirt over his head, Liam stepped into his personal space and draped his arms over his shoulders. “I love you.”

Coury’s goofy grin gave Liam a warm glow inside. “I seriously don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing that. I love you, too.”