Page 107 of Wrecking Us
I suck in a deep breath as I position my cock at his entrance and push slightly into him. He clenches and his body stiffens, and I rub his ass with my hand.
“Let me in, Huds,” I say, pulling his cheeks apart to give myself a little more room.
“I’m trying,” he bites, wiggling his ass at me as his shoulders tense.
I reach around to find his dick to distract him.
That seems to help, because the minute I start stroking him, his shoulders loosen and I slide in another couple inches.
“That’s it,” I breathe. “You’re doing so good, baby.”
Hudson groans, thrusting back against my cock as I spread his precum over his shaft. Mixed with the lube from my hand, he slides through my fist easily.
With my free hand, I grab his hip and push in a little further. He sucks in a breath.
“You okay?” I ask. His legs are shaking and he’s breathing heavily.
He nods. “Just keep going. I want more.”
I pull back and thrust back into him, repeating the motion until I breach his resistance. Once I do, I nearly topple forward as I bottom out and Hudson groans.
We just stay there, frozen, my dick throbbinginsidehim, and then I pull out of him and slide back in.
I watch my dick disappear into his tightness, feel his cock weeping with arousal against my palm as I stroke him. His breathy moans are like music to my ears.
He pushes back against my cock, riding me from below, and I’m not going to last long.
“Hudson…” I grunt.
“What?” his voice is barely recognizable.
“Not yet,” I mutter as my body starts moving on instinct. I thrust into him, relishing in the warmth, the tight feel of him around my cock.
“Please…” I pull him back against me, my lips finding his neck. My hand on his cock jerks him.
“I can’t—” I swallow hard, the words getting stuck in my throat.
I need you.
I want you.
Come for me, please.
I fucking love you so much.
Hudson turns to find my mouth, and it’s like somehow, he justunderstands.He understands the things I can’t say. The things I need.
“Comewithme,” he says softly. “Trey.”
I fall back on my heels, pulling him with me. The motion drives me deeper inside him until there’s nowhere else either of us can go. His body is heavy on top of me, but it feels so good.
A crushing weight of desire and love, and things left unspoken.
I kiss his neck. He rolls his hips back, and there’s no holding back.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I breathe as I grip his hip tight, holding him in place while I come.
“Me, too,” he says, his voice a low moan. His cum fills my hand, and we both fall against the bed. All that can be heard is our heavy breaths in the silent air. I look up, out the window, noting the bright pink and purple sunset. I relish the feel of him like this.
