Page 55 of Friendly Skies
Words failed Darius as he came on a cry and a shout, his cock halfway down Luis’ throat, enveloped by the tight heat of Luis’ mouth. His orgasm rolled through him in waves, cum searing as it left his body, Luis’ throat tightening around his cock as he swallowed over and over again. Luis’ groans were music to Darius’ ears, the sound pure pleasure and delight that made him soar even as his climax ebbed and faded.
He nearly collapsed when Luis slid his mouth free, lingering at the tip of Darius’ cock to lap at his slit and gather the last bits of cum as he gazed up at Darius with a satisfied grin.
“Now we can go to the bed.” He rose to his feet and held out a hand for Darius.
“That is a very good idea, chico,” Darius said as he freed himself from the jeans and briefs that had puddled at his feet and let Luis lead him toward the bed.
Ourbed. The thought hit him as he lowered himself to the mattress and stretched out. It always had been, hadn’t it? But for some reason, Darius realized he’d never thought of it in those terms before. Not in the sense of a bed shared by acouple. Yes, he’d thought of it as his bed and Luis’ bed as their bed, but now, it was no longer simply the shared place where they slept. Now it meant a space that was held in common by their connection.
Luis lay down next to him. He’d stripped out of his clothes while Darius’ cum-drunk brain had been deep in existential thought, but as he felt Luis’ silky skin connect with his own, those thoughts faded. They couldn’t compete with what Darius knew was happening next. In his wildest dreams, he’d never imagined that Luis would top him, but here they were. He was going to have Luis’ dick inside him. His alma gemela was going to fuck him.
“Whatever you’re thinking, cariño, it’s getting you hard again,” Luis said.
“I’m thinking about you, chico, and how much I want you inside me.” Darius rolled over so he was facing Luis and reached out a hand so he could caress Luis’ face. “I was also thinking how many years we’ve been sleeping together in this bed, and I never thought about it asourbed until right now. I don’t know how I managed to sleep next to you for so long without going crazy, chico. How did I not have a hard-on all the fucking time?”
Luis’ laugh was sultry, a dirty chuckle that went right to Darius’ dick.
“Oh, chico,” Darius breathed as Luis closed the distance between them.
Just before Luis’ lips touched his, he murmured, “I guess we stopped repressing our feelings.” Then he kissed Darius until they were both moaning and writhing against each other.
Somehow, the lube made it into Luis’ hands, though Darius had no awareness of either of them reaching for it or breaking off the kiss. All he knew was that Luis shifted positions slightly, and then slick fingers were gliding between his ass cheeks. He opened his legs to give Luis access to his hole and sighed at the press of Luis’ fingertips against his opening. Desperation and need rode him, and it took every ounce of control Darius had not to bear down on that pressure to get something, anything of Luis inside him. It was Luis’ first time doing any of this, so he needed to be patient.
“I want you so much,” Darius murmured. “And I’m not trying to rush you or anything, but—”
“Dar,” Luis interrupted.
“Yeah?” Darius gasped out as Luis tapped against his entrance. Each touch sent another jolt of desire racing through his body.
“Stop trying to top from the bottom, okay? I got this. Trust me.”
“I’m trying.” Darius gritted his teeth against the need to move closer to those clever fingers, to get them inside him. Even if it was just the barest fraction of an inch, he wanted it. He couldn’t remember ever being so desperate before, but maybe, as Luis had said, this was what happened when you’d buried all those feelings and emotions deep inside. Once let loose, they were overwhelming. “But, God, chico, you’re making it difficult.”
Luis hummed and circled a fingertip around Darius’ hole again, lighting up all those nerve endings and making Darius shake with need. And then, there it was, the feeling of being breached, of glorious and welcome intrusion as Luis pressed harder and Darius’ body yielded to let him inside. They both sighed at the same time, and then Darius gasped as Luis began to slide that finger deeper, then withdrew only to press forward with two.
In all honesty, Darius didn’t need that much prep, but he wasn’t going to stop Luis or rush him. Not when it felt so good. And when Luis brushed over his prostate? Darius nearly lifted off the mattress at the pleasure that flowed through his body. Waves of endorphins rolled over him as Luis continued to play. Every time he thought it couldn’t feel better, Luis tagged that bundle of nerves and sent him soaring all over again.
By the time Luis rose up on his knees and reached for the lube, Darius was so turned on he could barely remember his own name. He watched Luis slick up his cock through eyes hazy with naked lust and couldn’t stop from thrusting his hips upward, as if Luis were already buried balls-deep inside him. And when Luis placed Darius’ legs on his shoulder and a steadying hand on his belly, Darius nearly wept with relief.
“I feel so empty, chico,” he begged. “Fill me, please?”
“I will, cariño, I promise.”
Luis used his free hand to line his cock up with Darius’ hole and pressed forward, slowly breaching him and sliding inside.Spanish words fell from Luis’ lips, whispered and too fast for Darius to catch all of it, but he understood what Luis was saying, and he felt just the same. Fucking Luis had felt unreal, but being fucked by him? Darius thought he was going to go out of his mind.
His body vibrated with energy, every nerve ending alive and aware, and his skin nearly crackled as he shifted slightly and pulled his legs tighter against his chest.
“You okay, chico?” Darius asked, then smiled at Luis’ wide-eyed head nod. “Feel good?”
“Oh my God. I had no idea. I’m afraid to move because I might come.”
Darius chuckled and lifted his head for a kiss. The movement made Luis’ cock slide deeper another precious centimeter. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for Luis to cry out. He muffled the sound with Darius’ lips, then thrust forward a little more before withdrawing and then surging forward. Darius rocked his hips and tangled his tongue with Luis’. He ran his fingers up and down Luis’ back and played with the dimples above his ass.
“Not helping, Dar,” Luis grumbled against his mouth.
“Just fuck me, chico. I don’t care how long it lasts. I need to feel you as deep in me as you can, and I need it now.”
Instead of doing as Darius asked, Luis withdrew again, sliding all the way out, which elicited a growl from Darius and then a shout as Luis returned and slid all the way home. He gave a few shallow thrusts and then began to fuck Darius in earnest. They found a rhythm, Darius rising to meet Luis, Luis’ strong, lithe body pushing him to the edge, then slowing to back him away from it. Luis was edging him to perfection, and Darius cursed and praised that Luis knew his signs so well.
