Enjoy!
There was no foreplay, no warm up activities or loosening
of my hole. Rhys spat into his hand, rubbed his saliva over the head of his
cock, then pushed into my entrance. While he didn’t thrust all the way in one
motion, he didn’t hesitate to breach me and the initial burn cause me to clench
my teeth, sucking in air in an audible hiss.
After the initial penetration, Rhys did manage to slow
down, sliding into me at a measured pace. Without lube, each inch felt like
miles of pain and pleasure blended together. It wasn’t until I felt the tickle
of his pubic hair against my ass that I could finally relax, knowing he was all
the way in. With painstaking control, he withdrew until only the head remained
inside me, then began the process all over again.
For several strokes, Rhys plummeted into me, then pulled
out, until my body had acclimated to his length and girth. I was used to being
the top in our relationship and this was the second time in less than I week
when Rhys had taken me.
Even more surprising is how much I enjoyed submitting to
his will, deriving pleasure from knowing my body was a vessel for Rhys to use
as he wished. Wrapping my arms around Rhys’s broad torso, I held on as if I
were on an amusement park ride, shutting out everything except for the aromas,
sounds, and sensations as Rhys picked up his pace.
With each downward motion, my body was stretched, accommodating
Rhys’s powerful invasion, yet at the moment I felt I would almost burst, just
before the pleasure would have turned to pain, Rhys managed to stop, as if he
knew what I was feeling inside my body and able to bring me straight to the
edge and back again.
Over and over, Rhys drove me to near explosion, then eased
me back down. My muscles quivered from strain and use. Sweat poured down my
body, my skin slick against Rhys’s. And Rhys’s eyes bore into me as if he were
looking directly into my brain. Could he actually hear my thoughts?
As I thought the words, Rhys spoke them with just the same
inflection as my internal voice. “I love you, Cal. More than anything or anyone
in this whole world.” Heat swelled within me, originating in my heart and
radiating out. By the time it had flooded my entire body, I felt as if I were
on fire. Rhys grabbed my waist and slammed into me, pounding his hips against
my ass. Then he went still and his cock became impossibly thick as it pulsed
inside me.
With each spasm of his muscles, his dick seemed to slide
even further into me. The grunts and groans threw me into a cloud of euphoric
bliss, the only thing helping to cool my heated body and racing mind were the
droplets of sweat which rained onto me off Rhys’s glistening skin.
Despite the overwhelming strength of Rhys’s orgasm, his
eyes were locked with mine. Whatever storms of sensation flowed through the
man, his focus was entirely on me. For a split second, I saw what words would
never be able to express. The blue irises seemed to pulse, their color at once
freeing me while holding me directly in place. And in that short moment, we
were one person. I couldn’t grab hold of words or name internal sensations, but
held in his gaze, I was right where I needed to be.
And then the freeze-frame rushed forward and time caught up
with itself.
Fireworks exploded throughout my body, ripples of
electricity rushing in waves and crashing into one another, creating a tortuous
and blissful sense of being tickled everywhere all at the same time. But all
that energy funneled to my core when the muscles of my hole clenched around
Rhys’s still pulsing shaft.
What felt like a fireball, one which radiated the most
luxurious heat, took hold in the middle of my body, filling me like air, until
each nerve ending screamed with alertness. And
Pressure build upon pressure until I thought I might pass
out from sensory overdrive, and then it exploded in a mixture of light, heat,
and pleasure. Muscles deep inside my ass undulated, sliding in rapturous spasms
against Rhys’s still-massive shaft. Each passing second, Rhys seemed to dink
deeper into me as my muscles slowly lost control and my body became helpless to
my orgasm. It was as if my entire body clenched and the first string of my own
seed shot straight past my head, splattering somewhere on the floor a few feet
away.
Rather than lessening with each wave of release, my muscled
seemed to collect more energy, each body-racking wave of pleasure more powerful
than the last, until finally, when black had begun to edge its way into my
vision, my body settled and the waves seemed to subside.
I had no concept of how much time had passed, but according
to my body, I’d just run a marathon. Slowly, my muscled stopped shuddering and
I could feel cool air against my skin. The last thing to come into focus was my
vision, and the first thing I saw was Rhys, an expression of happy satisfaction
on his face.
I reached up and placed the palm of my hand against his
cheek. Normally clean shaven, his stubble rubbed abrasively against my hand. Approvingly,
I acknowledge I could deal with a scruffy Rhys. Especially if he was going to
start fucking me to heaven and back like this.
