Page 23 of Devil's Hour
“Christ,” Royce moaned. Sawyer’s animalistic responses to him were as much of a turn-on as the physical pleasure. His brain was threatening to melt down from the sensory overload. “More, baby. Give me more.”
Sawyer released his right ass cheek and reached between his legs to fondle his balls. Dropping his head forward, Royce looked down the length of his body to watch Sawyer massage them. A long stream of precum trailed from the tip of his cock.
“You got my dick leaking so hard. I want you so bad.” Sawyer continued tongue-fucking him until Royce’s moans and whimpers turned into begging. “Please, baby. I need you.”
Sawyer pulled his tongue out of Royce’s ass and reached for the lube by his feet. The familiar snick of the cap opening was one of his favorite sounds in the world. He expected Sawyer to begin lubing up and stretching his hole immediately, but instead, Sawyer rolled over and eased himself between Royce’s spread legs, sucking Royce’s dick while coating his fingers with lube.
Sawyer moaned loudly. “You really want my dick.” Then he eagerly sucked the precum.
“I’m going to come if you keep that up,” Royce warned. Sawyer had kept him on the verge of climax the entire time he’d prepped him.
Sawyer eased off and lay beneath him, playfully licking at the head of his dick and teasing the slit. He slipped a well-lubed finger inside Royce’s ass, expertly pegging his prostate, making him leak even more on Sawyer’s tongue. Watching Sawyer take such carnal delight in his body amped up the experience even more. To be craved and desired so much was a beautiful gift.
Royce sucked in a breath from the slight sting when Sawyer added a second finger, working them in and out of his tight clench. Sawyer rotated his wrist, stretching Royce and showing more love to his prostate. Sawyer sucked the head of Royce’s cock again to distract him from his discomfort, and it worked like a charm.
“Fuck me,” Royce demanded. “I’m ready.”
Sawyer let Royce’s cock slide from his mouth. “You’re not ready. You’re too tight still.”
He took a deep breath, held it, and released it, willing his body to relax so Sawyer would fuck him.
“That’s better,” Sawyer said, then went back to licking and sucking the crown of Royce’s dick until his discomfort was a distant memory.
Sawyer removed his fingers from Royce’s ass, leaving him empty and needy. Royce watched him add more lube to his fingers and braced himself for more pain.
“Try to relax for me,” Sawyer said. “Push against the intrusion.”
Royce followed his suggestions, but three fingers, even well-lubed, hurt like a son of a bitch, and his erection flagged a little. He briefly debated calling it off until Sawyer licked and sucked his taint and balls. It wasn’t long before Royce started rocking his hips back into Sawyer’s thrusting fingers, fucking himself and moaning for more. Sawyer bit the inside of his thigh, making him shiver hard.
“Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me,” Royce chanted with every thrust. Sawyer’s fingers were deep enough to tease his prostate, but he needed more, and he needed it right now.
Sawyer eased his fingers out and scooted from beneath him. “Roll over and get comfortable.” He added a sharp smack to Royce’s ass before he rolled on a condom and got into position, spreading Royce’s legs wide. Sawyer grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and placed it under Royce’s hips, then slid between them, leaning over Royce and bracing his weight on his forearms on either side of Royce’s head. Not happy with any space between them, Royce wrapped his arms around Sawyer’s shoulders and pulled him the rest of the way down.
“I’m fine,” Royce groused when Sawyer protested the added weight on his shoulder. “Fuck me just like this.”
Sawyer stopped resisting and captured Royce’s mouth in a scorching-hot kiss while frotting against him, reminding Royce of their first shared orgasm in the gym. Royce groaned into Sawyer’s mouth, expressing how much he loved feeling their bodies gliding together and quickly approaching the point of no return.
Royce broke the kiss, panting against Sawyer’s lips. “I’m going to come. Fuck me.”
Sawyer eased back, lubed his cock, then returned to Royce’s arms. “Nice and slow,” he whispered against Royce’s lips.
Royce wanted to scoff, but the girth of Sawyer’s dick was wider than his three fingers, and the stinging burn briefly diminished his confidence.
“That’s it,” Sawyer whispered when the head of his dick breached him. “Feel me stretching you open? Feel me making you mine? I’ve wanted this too, and now I’m going to have you.”
“Yes. Yours.”
“Breathe and relax. I promise your body was made just for me.” Royce arched his neck, exposing it to Sawyer, who couldn’t resist kissing and sucking on his flesh. “That’s it, baby. Show me how much you want me.”
Royce breathed through the discomfort and reveled in the affection Sawyer showered on him. It didn’t take long for the burning to lessen, and for him to relax, allowing Sawyer to sink deeper inside him.
“Nice and easy,” Sawyer murmured against his lips as he patiently rocked his hips, easing in one inch at a time until he was buried to the hilt inside him. “Mine, all mine.”
Royce slid his hands inside Sawyer’s hair, gripping his head with strong fingers. “Show me what you got, GB.”
“I’ve been fantasizing about this since our eyes first met.” Sawyer’s wicked smile was the only warning Royce received before his patient, sweet lover gave in to the primal beast clawing inside him. Gentle at first to ensure Royce’s comfort, Sawyer rocked in and out of him, changing angles and swiveling his hips to drive Royce to the brink of madness. And once Royce was a quivering mess, he pulled back to kneel between Royce’s thighs. Sawyer lifted Royce’s legs, propping his ankles on his shoulders, then lifted Royce’s ass in the air, sinking his cock much deeper in this new position.
“Oh! Fuck! Yes! Give it to me.”