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“Ollie! Please!”

His hard cock pulsed against my stomach as I lavished one nipple before moving to the other. My desire grew from each mewl and moan escaping his throat and the way he clutched me against him, not wanting me to move away but needing more from me.

As I caressed his stomach with my kisses, I pinched his nubs between my fingers until I reached his hard, leaking cock, which required my full attention.

“Connor… you are magnificent.”

Before he could respond, I flattened my tongue and licked a swath up and over his slit, moaning as I caught his essence. My lips pursed over the head, seeking even more of him as Connor’s hips shot up and my name whimpered out of his mouth in a low keen.

His pleasure above all else became my priority and as I swallowed him whole, the head of his cock brushing the back of my throat, I fumbled with the lube and coated my fingers. But before I swallowed around him, I lifted off.

“Do you still want me?” I asked as I glanced up and caught his hazy gaze.

“Yes! Please, Ollie. I… inside me.”

I shivered at his deep, strained voice begging for more and leaked precome onto the bedsheets below me. Foregoing my pleasure, I massaged the inside of his thigh as my fingers coated his taint with a sheen of lube. The one place I needed to feel his scorching heat tantalized me as I brushed against his pucker and closed my eyes against the onslaught of need when Connor moaned for more.

As I circled his entrance, I swallowed him down and sensed his entire body go lax as his hard cock swelled in my mouth. With a practiced ease, I slid my finger inside up to my first knuckle and sighed around his dick when he squeezed me.

While researching and writing gay sex was second nature to me by this point, I wasn’t expecting my partner to be so vocal with his pleasure as I slid my entire digit inside him before easing out. Connor thrashed on the bed, seeking more of me inside him as I worshipped his cock with my tongue and mouth.

“More. Ollie, fuck, I need two more inside me.”

There was a decisive intensity to his request, but I refused to rush and hurt him. Even by his own admission, he wasn’t used to the onslaught.

His cock popped out of my mouth before I kissed the base, moving my lips along his skin.

“I love how responsive you are to my touch. You are a temptation laid out like this, and I can’t wait for you to fall apart when I’m inside you.”

With a crook of my finger, I brushed against his prostate and licked at the precome leaking from his dick as I pulled out and coated two fingers this time. He took me with ease and I almost swallowed my tongue as he ground his ass down on my digits as his head thrashed back and forth on the pillow.

I spread them, hoping to stretch him even more, and choked on a moan when more precome flowed out of his cock and I lapped it up as if I were dying of thirst. His flavor, salty yet with a bit of sweetness, was growing more addictive with each lick, and before long, we were both gasping for air as I continued getting him ready for me.

“Ollie?”

“Yeah, beautiful?”

“Please, and I mean this in the nicest way possible, fuck me now!”

Instead of following his desperate plea, I pulled out enough I could group another finger with the two already stretching him and opened him wider. A choked off curse garbled in his throat as I plunged in, leaving him and me throbbing with need. I watched in fascination as his hole fluttered around my fingers and when I removed all three, he clenched, missing being filled.

Pouring out some more lube, I stroked my dick, getting it ready.

“Do you want to be on your back or on your hands and knees?”

He shook his head. “Like this, on my back. To see you. Please?”

With my clean hand, I rubbed his thigh and shushed him. “Whatever you want, beautiful.”

For a long minute, I examined his flushed face and neck, the sweat on his forehead and the sheen on his chest, and my dick pulsed in my hand at the sexy man spread out for me.

“You’re so fucking hot, beautiful.”

We both moaned as I positioned my hips closer and pressed his knees back to his chest, opening him up to me. When he looked comfortable and I found I couldn’t hold back any longer, I pressed the head of my cock against his entrance and sucked in a breath when it disappeared inside him as he angled his hips up.

“Slow, beautiful. We have all night.”

Apparently, it was the wrong thing to say because he hooked his ankles around my back and squeezed, leaving me scrambling as I slid in deeper, cursing under my breath.