Page 55 of Bend Him, Break Him

“You’re not?”

“With you?” Isaac craned his neck just enough so Colton could see the happiness in his expression. “Never.”

Colton gently adjusted Isaac’s hips, lowering him some.

Each passing second made his heart beat faster, racing as he anxiously tried to ready himself and Isaac.

His knees sank deeper into the mattress than he preferred, and he found himself already breaking into a sweat.

Nervously, he fumbled to open the lube bottle.

“Relax.” Isaac playfully bucked against him, rubbing his crack against Colton’s shaft.

That was quite the sensation. It sent a surge of exhilaration coursing through Colton.

He squeezed just a bit of lube out, letting it drizzle down Isaac’s crack, to which he let out the softest yip from the sensation.

“Relax,” Colton teased as he continued grinding against Isaac.

The motion eased the nervous tension, ready to burst inside him.

The warmth of Isaac’s body, the softness of his skin, and the blissful sensation that came with each stroke helped distract Colton.

It helped excite Colton. Soon, he found himself more eager than anxious.

Every time he bucked his hips, the heat of Isaac’s hole called to him.

“Are you ready?”

“Wouldn’t be here ass up if I wasn’t.” Isaac craned his neck, smirking.

“Might have to rail out a bit of the feistiness tonight.”

“Don’t get cocky.”

“Face down.” Colton rested his elbow between Isaac’s shoulder blades and pressed his whole forearm against the back of Isaac’s head. His fingers gripped his boyfriend’s hair as he shoved his face into the pillows. “And arch for me.”

There was a quiver in Isaac’s body that rippled and sent a euphoric wave of anticipation through Colton. Isaac obediently arched and pushed his ass up against Colton more and more.

Using his free hand, Colton guided his dick into Isaac. The muffled groans Isaac released into the pillow helped steady Colton’s approach. Slowly, he pushed the head of his cock past the ring.

“Oooooh, fuck,” he said, letting his dick adjust to the tightness of Isaac’s hole.

Barely an inch inside him, and already the sensation had him floating. After a minute of allowing Isaac to adjust—and quite honestly himself—Colton pushed further in.

Each thrust made Isaac moan louder into the pillows.

Each noise made Colton throb harder as he went deeper.

Each inch inside Isaac sent a surge of aggression through him.

Eagerness to buck to hump to pound into Isaac.

He resisted the urge, if only so he could savor the feeling of sliding all the way to the base and resting with the full length of his cock inside Isaac.

“Fuck.” Colton licked his lips, then lifted his arm up, jerking Isaac’s head back in a swift motion.

“You’re telling me.” Isaac’s face contorted as he turned to meet Colton’s gaze.

His beautiful blue eyes were glossy, and his trembling lips were pouty.

They looked delicious and kissable. And fuckable.

But Colton didn’t want to fuck Isaac’s pretty little mouth.

He bucked his hips, then pulled back, almost removing his cock entirely before he thrust ahead and pounded all the way back inside Isaac.

When Isaac moaned, Colton swept in and kissed him. Swallowing the sounds, the pain, the building pleasure Colton knew he’d elicit. With each smack of their lips, Colton continued railing Isaac. Soon, he found his rhythm, and Isaac’s groans quickly changed.

“Right there.” Isaac whimpered, reaching his hands back and holding onto Colton’s hips.

He didn’t steady or stop them, merely squeezed Colton’s hips.

The lust in Isaac’s voice instructed Colton.

He realized he’d found Isaac’s prostate, so he kept his pace, the same pounding motion.

Each thrust incited him, causing Isaac to moan and whimper and gasp more and more as the seconds turned into minutes, and time lost itself amongst their panting groans.

Colton buzzed, euphoric and near ready to burst. Part of him wanted to change his pace, his position, but the way Isaac’s face contorted, Colton knew he’d climax any second. Colton growled, grabbing the back of Isaac’s neck and ramming into him.

“Cum for me,” he wheezed, desperately trying to hold back his own eruption. “Now.”

Isaac jerked his throbbing cock, stroking it in sync with Colton’s pounding. A whine of ecstasy consumed Isaac, which further fueled Colton, who rammed harder, taking slow thrusts to relish the sensation that hit his throbbing cock and coursed through his entire body.

“Aaaaah!” Isaac panted.

Colton twisted their bodies just enough to see the pool of cum that had shot from Isaac, and with him already finished, Colton made a few more twitchy thrusts.

His pace became erratic as he chased his climax, using Isaac, running his hands along his flesh, grabbing and squeezing and claiming every inch of his body until he finally plunged his cock in as far as he could.

“Goddamn,” Colton growled, groaning with a pleasure he’d never known. Never in his life had he fucked someone and felt himself cum so hard. He poured the entirety of his load inside of Isaac, keeping his cock nestled in the warm hole. “Fuck, that was hot.”

After a minute or so on top of Isaac, Colton finally rolled off him. It was too far, and despite how exhausted he was, he dragged Isaac closer, holding him to his chest so their sticky skin clung together.

“We are so doing that again.” Colton kissed Isaac’s forehead.

“Maybe for your birthday.” Isaac chuckled. “My ass needs a few months to recover.”

“Absolutely not.” Colton smacked Isaac’s ass cheek and got a firm grip on him. “I’m addicted now. Gotta get my fill on this peach.”

“Oh, that so?” Isaac had this curious look, the same expression he got every time he debated something new, considered Colton, and then his face turned surly, which meant he usually conceded. “I’m not vers, but I might dabble a bit more for you.”

“Love it.” Colton kissed Isaac. “Love you.”

“I love you too…as much as I hate it.”

THE END