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Brad

“ A lex, answer me. What do you mean by ‘almost’?”

I wasn’t exactly the brainiest guy in the world, and maybe my thoughts raced at a million miles an hour sometimes. Like, raced so hard I kind of didn’t listen properly or missed something seriously fucking important, like my best friend maybe being in love with me.

But I didn’t miss that.

“I just…” Alex gasped as I gave him another easy stroke. “I just mean that maybe I’ve been preparing myself in advance.” He shrugged. “I didn’t want to stay a virgin forever.”

“You literally just said your butt plug is almost as big as my cock. Do you mean my cock, as in my cock? Or it just happens to be my cock? Because I need fucking answers here.”

Like how long had he been thinking about my cock sinking into his ass? How long had he been hoping or wishing or even fucking praying that I’d be his first fuck?

“Does that mean you’ve been preparing for me the whole time?”

“No, I just…I’ve had it for a while, but…” He avoided my eyes again as he mumbled, “I needed to build up to it.”

I was learning pretty quickly that Alex had this special ability to make me absolutely lose my mind. And saying something like that was a one-way trip to the asylum.

“Wait, hang on.” I had to shake my head to catch up. “How long have you had these? Are you telling me you came out to parties and stuff with one of these buried in your ass?”

He instantly pressed his hands back over his face and groaned. He didn’t need to say anything. That was enough.

He was so amazing that my cock went into seeker mode. Need pulsed through me at the thought of us standing around, chatting to the guys while Alex’s ass was squeezed around the thing in my hand.

“Oh, my God. What about whenever we were out at the food hall? Or out at a bar? Or went for jogs? Holy shit, Alex…did you wear one of these things while we were at practice?”

From his pause, I seriously thought he was going to say yes before he burst out laughing.

“Who the hell wears a butt plug when they’re playing hockey? Are you insane?”

I grinned back at him. “How can you call me insane when you’ve been walking around with one of these shoved up your ass?” My eyes ran over him. “Fuck,” I groaned, pushing the tip of the plug against his chest, tracing the ridges of his abs. “If I’d known you’d had one of these in when we were messing around with the guys, there’s no way I’d be able to keep off you.”

“Really?” His look was filled with doubt, and I felt like I had to remind him how good his first blow job was and how weirded out I’d been by him hooking up with someone else.

“And no one else has seen this thing, right? I’m your first?”

“Oh my God, yes.” He laughed again. “You’re the first person to ever see the shiny black piece of silicone I shove in my ass.”

“That’s the same size as my cock,” I pointed out as my new boyfriend peeked up at me.

“I said almost .”

“Uh huh.” I looked at him skeptically. After everything he’d shown me, all the ways he’d collapsed under me and cried out my name so many times, I was kind of hoping he’d confess that he used that one because he really was preparing himself for my cock.

But maybe it was just that he’d been training for so long, he’d advanced to the position of grand master of butt plugs naturally.

Alex was staring at me again, like he was asking me to challenge him.

But there was no way we were having a fight about this. We needed to go with the flow, and the flow was telling me I wanted to see this disappear into his ass so I knew if he could actually take my cock.

I tipped forward, bumping back onto his chest again before I dragged him into a kiss. I couldn’t take not touching him, it was wild. I’d been going back and forth over my feelings for ages. But if he’d really been prepping his ass, then how long had he been waiting for me?

Because his feelings couldn’t have just come out of nowhere.

I leaned over the side of the bed to swipe the bottle of lube from the drawer. I bounced it in my hand as I rose like it was a puck, feeling the weight of it. “This is nearly empty. How much have you been jerking off?”

“I’ve had it for a while!”

“Really? Because it looks pretty new to me. You've been pounding it out every night, haven't you?”

“Brad,” he groaned. “Have you always been so embarrassing?”

“I’m just telling it like it is. I gotta know how much my boyfriend jerks off so I can keep you satisfied!”

He groaned again as I grinned at him. My favorite part of this was discovering all these new sides to Alex, especially everything that made him cringe.

“Oh well.” I shrugged. “Lube is lube. Let’s do this thing.”

“Wait, are you really going to…”

“Yup!” I said cheerily before I checked out the massive black butt plug, and then zoomed in on his ass.

“Hey, move your leg, would you? There’s no way this is going to be comfortable if you’re squeezing your ass cheeks like this.”

I wanted to just keep talking, because whatever I said made Alex writhe even more. There was a vein throbbing in his temple, and he grit his jaw, but he was also doing that thing where he thinned his lips to stop himself from laughing. Because he liked me that much.

Because he loved me.

He looked at me warily as he opened his thighs, but it still wasn’t enough. “Come on, man. I need to see your hole if we were going to get anywhere.”

He glared at me as his knees opened even farther, exposing himself totally.

“More,” I demanded as I dropped the butt plug down to his ass.

Then he did something I totally didn’t expect. He pulled his knees up to his chest, still glaring at me, his tight as fuck ass cheeks parting so he was totally exposed to me.

“Oh my God,” I said, eyes wide as I took all of him in.

This was the guy who broke someone’s rib when he threw them against the barrier last month. This was the guy who beat me in an arm wrestle every single time since we were five. He could bench press his own weight and do a marathon without blinking. This was the guy that could probably take on a rhino if he really went for it. And yet, he was spread out, waiting for me to push inside his ass and make him come.

“Just do it,” he demanded in a gasping breath, his whole body trembling.

“You are seriously so fucking sexy,” I said, totally sure I was going to be so fucking jealous over the plug.

“Is this how you normally do it? When you fuck yourself with this, I mean.” I lifted the butt plug, and he turned his head from me.

“It’s more comfortable like this,” he murmured.

My heart thudded in my ears, thinking of him fucking himself under my room while I was just lying there sleeping or doing whatever. That l could have barged into his room anytime and just found him in this position with a butt plug inside his ass and moaning away.

I really needed to see what I was missing.

Flicking the top of the bottle open, I squirted a generous helping on the tip and watched it slide down the bulb as Alex’s eyes widened. “You’re really going to…”

“I never go back on my promises.” I laughed as I lined it up with his ass.

His asshole wasn’t as pink as the last time I saw it. But, back then, I’d been eating him out and playing with him so much that his hole was twitching like it had been break dancing for me. Now I had a chance to go at it again.

I pushed the tip against him, and he started gasping straight away. With his eyes squeezed closed, his thighs tense and his asshole smaller than a Cheerio, we were getting nowhere.

“It’s me, Alex,” I said gently. “Have I ever hurt you?”

He paused, finally looking at me, his ass relaxing even though his eyebrows shot up. And I just kept putting pressure on his ass.

“You mean, like that time when we were ten and you pushed me over on the ice at practice when I scored more goals than you?” Alex asked.

“Er…”

“Or where you left me in the middle of a fight with the footballers when you were drunk and horny, just so you could go off with a puck bunny?”

I cleared my throat, kind of looking at the plug, kind of avoiding his gaze.

“Do you really want to talk about this when I’m pushing a plug into your ass?”

“Or when you crashed my parents’ car because you were too busy talking about how hard your dick was to focus on the road?”

“Okay, you got me there.” I grinned sheepishly. But it was after I’d sucked him off and we’d just made up, and I was rock-hard. I would have totally rubbed one out with him right next to me if he hadn’t kept telling me to concentrate.

He was glaring at me, and I had to get the mood back because my now-boyfriend could hold a grudge when he wanted to.

I shot him another grin, trying to wipe away his scowl. “Well, I’ll make sure not to do it this time. This time, it’s aaaaall about your ass.”

He rolled his eyes but, before he could say anything else, I pushed again.

He gasped as I hit the first wall of resistance, and I thought he was going to freeze up. But his chest swelled as he let out a tiny moan as I ground the tip against him. And, the second he relaxed, the bulb slid in.

“I’m going to end up getting obsessed with your ass, man. Look at the way it’s vanishing inside you,” I said breathlessly. I knew I was mad, but I felt like I could spend hours gently pushing it, just watching first-hand the way Alex’s ass stretched, especially with Alex moaning and shaking every inch of the way.

“It’s literally going in so easy. Dude, how often are you using this thing?”

“Enough times, okay?” His reply was strained as I gave it another nudge.

“Your ass is just sucking it up. Your cheeks are so tight though; I swear, you could crack walnuts with them.”

He groaned again. Embarrassing him was the best.

When we finally reached the fattest part of the bulb, he was writhing like mad, his back arched, his thighs quaking, and I was fucking salivating. If he was reacting like that, he was going to go even crazier when I pushed my cock inside him.

“Brad!” he shouted as the last of it suddenly shot inside his ass. I nearly came just brushing my dick against my taut pants. Sweat beaded on his forehead and ran down his chest as the plug fully embedded itself in him, just the circle of the base left. It hid his hole like a seductive little lid as he shifted his hips, adjusting to the size.

“Man, you look incredible,” I murmured, leaning over him.

I didn’t want to wait. I wanted to yank it straight out of him and plunge inside him. But I knew from some things I read after I got curious about butt stuff that I needed to give him at least some time. Plus, there were other fun things I could do to him to get him off properly.

He wasn’t looking at me, too busy panting and moaning, so he missed the way I moved between his thighs. It was only when my tongue found the length of his dick that he cried out, his eyes shooting open.

“Brad! What are you—” But another strangled cry followed as I licked his seeping head, groaning at tasting him again for the first time in ages.

Well, if the hotel was ages ago.

I thought whenever I got hard after I’d sucked him off last year was just because I was generally horny. I didn’t think it had anything to do with the fact that I actually liked him—or even loved him.

I took him deeper in my mouth, his choking cries in my ears as I tugged on the plug.

It took more effort to get it out. I kept the pressure stable as Alex buckled under me. Each movement sent his cock deeper into my throat, and it was so fucking sexy that I was grinding my hips against my sweats.

His ass finally gave way, and the plug popped out with a massive shout from him that echoed in my ears.

I was so fucking lucky I could do this with him.

“Brad, please,” he whimpered as I licked his cockhead again. “It’s too intense. I feel like I’m melting.”

“Well,” I said against his shaft, “then we just need to double check that’s what you’re feeling. You’re the psychologist, after all. It’s basically science, isn’t it?”

“The science of butt plugs?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah. Exactly.” I grinned at his shaky smile as I pushed at him again.

This time, he was more prepared, keeping his ass relaxed as he gasped in pleasure. But he was still all over the place as he groaned, bending and curving to find the right angle.

“Wow, look at this. It’s even better watching it the second time. Your ass is so ready for it,” I said just before I licked his cock again.

“Brad.” It sounded like he was warning me, but it was lost between his moans.

By the time it slipped back inside his ass, he was panting so hard I could see a trail of drool running from the corner of his mouth.

I gripped the base of the butt plug, twisting it in a circle just to see how he would react.

And I was totally rewarded as his whole body jolted and his cock slammed into the back of my throat, sending me into a fit.

Even if I was ready, it didn’t stop me from gagging and spluttering all over him. But his pre-cum was rich and it swirled in my mouth as I pulled back to lick him properly.

“What are you doing!?” he cried out as I drew my lips up his cock.

“Just experimenting. I’ve never played with a butt plug before, so I wanted to know how it felt for you if I did that.”

“It’s just…” he gasped as I twisted it again.

“Oh well, if it feels bad, I guess I’ll just have to pull it out and we can start all over again.”

This time, I was rougher, loving how much his ass resisted me. With each breath, Alex softened up for me, until it was just a matter of time.

“Brad, oh God. Brad, don’t do it like—” Another cry poured from him and more satisfaction bubbled in me. Was there anything better than watching his ass expanding, his hips thrusting, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as I slowly pulled the butt plug out of him? I couldn’t believe he’d been hiding this side of himself for so long.

And it was all his first time.

He lifted his hips off the pillow, his ass cheeks clamping together like he was trying to stop me from pulling it out again, but there was no way this trip was ending.

“Wait, it’s too—” He didn’t get to finish his sentence as I gave a sharp tug and it popped free of his ass again. I grinned at the sight of it dripping with lube, his tender ass clenching as he fell back onto the pillow, groaning.

“Alright, third time’s the charm!” I said, lining it back up.

“I really can’t take it. It’s—ah!”

“I’m not gonna believe you if you say it’s too much. Even if you’re complaining, you’re still rocking your hips and shaking around for me. You can totally get away if you want.” I stopped, keeping the tip of the plug on his ass as I hitched a brow, waiting for him to escape.

But the only muscles he moved were his hips as he ground against it.

“Look, you’ve still got your awesome toned thighs up on your stomach, and I’m loving how your ass is devouring your favorite butt plug, so let’s keep going.”

It was fucking amazing, but he needed more lube. There was something seriously addictive about squirting it onto the butt plug and watching it build up as I pushed it into his ass.

I flicked the lid again, just fucking going for it. I’d buy him a new duvet if we really messed it up.

I squeezed it right onto his balls, loving how it glooped down onto his ass, and onto the plug just as I widened him up again and it started to disappear inside.

“You look so good like this, you know that, right? It’s like you’re showing off how hungry your ass is for my dick,” I said. His cries were so loud, I wondered if he could actually hear me.

“What do you think, Alex? Are you ready for my cock?”