Page 104 of Free Fall

“I’m sure you will,” Dan says. “I bet this is going to be next-level.”

“But, um, first,” I say, turning toward him and letting him nuzzle my neck. He kisses my throat and blows at the loose pieces of my hair as he strokes my cock. “I want to fuck you because I’ve been missing that, and somehow you always get me on my back with your persuasive tongue on my hole.”

“You know I’m good with you fucking me whenever you want. All you have to do is ask.”

“I know. And I want you to suck my dick tonight too. Like you offered.”

He shrugs. Sucking dick isn’t his absolute favorite thing, but he’s not bad at it, and he’d offered to sixty-nine which means he’ll be able to finger me at the same time, and he loves that. “Happily.”

I lick my lips. “I’m ready when you are.”

“Let’s go.”

We don’t go far.

The sofa is better for fucking than the bed in some ways, and so we cover it with sheets and start kissing. Dan systematically checks off every last item on my wish list, and my dick is still wet from being in Dan’s ass when he slicks up the inside of the new toy with lube and pushes his dick into it.

“Fuck,” he groans. “It’s tight. Definitely gonna keep me hard as a rock.”

Not that Dan’s ever had trouble staying hard, but between the ball stretcher and the toy, I can see he’s really going to ache. Luckily, his cock is long enough that the head sticks out the otherend of the sleeve, so he’ll get plenty of stimulation to make all this worthwhile.

As for me, if the sales guy was right, and if Dan’s ball stretcher really does delay his orgasm, I’m about to have the ride of my life.

“The sixty-nine was good?” Dan asks, as he lubes up the outside of the toy next, and then presses his slick fingers to my asshole. “You liked it?”

“You know I did,” I huff as he hooks his fingers inside me and rubs my prostate.

“Good.” He pulls his fingers out and then lines up to push inside, but before he does, he asks, “And you liked fucking my ass?”

I groan. “Get inside me.”

“Answer my question.”

“Danny, please fuck me. I’m going insane waiting for it.”

“You’re the one who wanted to top me before we got to this part, and I just want to hear some nice things about my ass. I don’t know why—”

“I love fucking you. I was afraid I’d come and ruin it all. That’s the only reason I’m not fucking you still. Get inside me, for God’s sake!”

He grins and slides in. I go super still as I try to process the extra girth the sleeve adds, not to mention the intense sensation of the gummy ridges going past my tight rim. “Hold your legs back,” Dan says, and I hitch them higher, which allows him to slide home. I shudder as the nubs hit my sensitive prostate, already so nearly over-teased by Dan’s fingers.

“How is it?” he asks, pressing in tight, but not moving at all except to breathe. “Okay?”

I nod, feeling too shaky to respond verbally.

“It’s good for me too. Tight along my shaft, but it’s like sliding through hot velvety butter with my cockhead. All the sensation is focused there.”

I whimper.

“Alright for me to move?”

“Yeah.” I sound breathless and already a million miles away. My nipples tingle, my cock is hard and leaking, and my asshole feels stretched wide. I’m a little nervous, but I also can’t wait to feel this. “Fuck me, Danny.”

The ridges hitboom-boom-boomover my prostate on the outward slide, and then in a rush again on the push back in. I squirm but Dan grabs my hips and holds me firm. He thrusts again, and I throw my head back.

“Mm, should have brought that ball gag in,” Dan says once he really gets moving, and I’m calling out to God and heaven and all the angels because it’sso fucking good. “You’re scaring the cats.”

But he doesn’t slow down or try to ease the intensity of my pleasure. Instead, he says, “Do you want me to stop?” and when I shake my head, he snaps his hips forward and back, again and again, the slapping sound of skin on skin rising in the room, and the grunting noises that come out of me are somehow familiar and yet very new.