Page 138 of Bonus Game
Jake didn’t stop until his hips met Riley’s ass and his heavy balls were pressed tightly against him, making the space inside him feel too small to take in a proper amount of oxygen.
“Breathe, Riles.”
Riley’s mouth fell open, and he gasped pathetically.
Jake felt massive inside him. The girth was forcing his insides to stretch wide, and the length reached so far that Riley could feel the head nudging against his deepest spot with every tiny shift. His thighs trembled, and heat flooded his belly as Jake stayed buried to the hilt, letting him feel the pulsing and throbbing of the big cock seated fully inside—letting him remember how to breathe.
“Good?”
Riley pushed the pillow away, so he didn’t accidentally suffocate himself when Jake inevitably fucked him stupid.
“Mm good.”
The hands on his hips gave a soothing pat—and then Jake was moving. He drew back until only the head remained inside before slowly driving forward again, the force rocking Riley off balance. There was no friction because of the copious amount of lube, so the glide was comfortable even if the length of Jake’s cock was pushing him to his limits.
Then the thrusts came faster, each one of them punching louder moans and more air from Riley’s lungs whenever Jake bottomed out. The thick shaft dragged along his inner walls, rubbing over that sensitive spot again and again until Riley’s arms began to shake.
He didn’t know what he had expected bottoming to feel like, but it was a bizarre mix of too much and not enough. He didn’t want Jake to go any deeper because the fullness felt scary, but italso feltgood, and he liked how hard Jake was panting and how loud he was moaning.
Riley was doing that to him. He was making Jake feel so good that he was leaving bruises on his skin and making noises that had his toes curling. It gave him the confidence to start moving. To see if he could get Jake to make any other sounds that would make his skin feel tingly and glittery.
He rocked back, and Jake’s hands gripped his hips hard, pulling Riley into meet his thrusts and take him even deeper. The wet sound of skin slapping skin filled the room along with Riley’s broken moans and Allen and Kingston’s gasps.
Riley could feel every ridge, every vein, and the way the flared head caught on his rim on every pull-out before spearing back in. Sweat dripped down his spine, and his own cock hung heavy and leaking between his legs, swinging with each powerful thrust.
But it wasn’t enough.
“It’s not—” Riley didn’t know what he wanted to ask Jake, but he knew he needed more. “Please, Jake.”
Jake groaned and leaned over him, his chest pressed to Riley’s back as he fucked him harder. His cock slammed in at a new angle that made Riley’s vision blur, andthatwas it. Jake had somehow known what he was asking for without words.
Now that Jake knew the angle where Riley’s prostate was, his pace grew rougher, his hips snapping forward so that the entire length of his cock disappeared inside him over and over in the perfect rhythm.
Riley pushed back to meet him, greedy for more, feeling the deep, aching fullness every time Jake bottomed out. His hole fluttered and clenched around Jake’s dick, wringing a low groan from him as he fucked him faster, the force making Riley’s knees slide on the sheets.
“I’m close,” Jake growled. “Time to switch positions. The three of you are pushing my stamina to the limit.”
Riley keened as Jake slowed and pulled out carefully, leaving him empty, clenching around nothing, and on the brink of tears from being edged for so long.
Strong hands flipped Riley onto his back, and Jake crawled over him, spreading his thighs wide and hooking them over his arms. Riley looked up at Jake’s flushed face as the bigger man lined up again and sank back inside in one smooth motion.
“Fuck!”
Riley cried out at the sudden change of depth and electric sparks of pleasure racing up his spine. The new angle had Jake nailing his prostate dead-on when he started thrusting again, and Riley wrapped his arms around Jake’s back, his nails digging into muscle as Jake returned to the same unrelenting pace from before.
It felt different in this position. More intimate. Their bodies were pressed together, chest to chest as they panted against each other’s lips, both rapidly climbing to a climax that threatened to alter reality.
“Gonna come?—”
“I know,” Jake groaned, sounding just as wrecked as Riley felt.
Their mouths met in a messy kiss, tongues sliding together while Jake kept driving into him, his hips rolling in long strokes that made Riley’s toes curl. Riley knew Jake could taste Allen on his tongue, and that somehow made it hotter even though he would have found the thought unpleasant any other time.
Jake’s thrusts grew shorter and sharper as he shifted the pace to something slower, allowing him to drag against Riley’s prostate with every push. The constant stimulation was what finally brought him over the edge, and Riley’s climax hit hard and fast, light exploding behind his eyelids as he shouted and came.
His cock jerked between their bodies, shooting hot streaks of cum across his own stomach while his hole clamped down hard around Jake’s dick, pulsing and squeezing without him meaning to.
Jake groaned into Riley’s mouth and thrust one final time, burying himself deep as he came. Riley felt every pulse of Jake’s release flooding him, the warmth spreading inside while they kept kissing through it, their tongues moving lazily as their bodies trembled together.
