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He swung around the table, and I threw my arms around him, his throbbing meat poking my legs.

I gasped. Oh my God, that feeling never got old.

Our lips stayed pressed together as I unbuttoned his shirt, finding his bare torso underneath.

He lifted my shirt over my head and both articles of clothing hit the floor.

I crouched down, whipped his belt out through the loops, and tossed it away. Then I practically tore his pants off. Unlike our first encounter, I went right for it and felt totally in command.

When I peeled his underwear back, his dick sprang forth, and I took it whole in my mouth. Kayden leaned against the table, thrusting his head back. I felt his fingers comb through my hair.

“Oh yeah…” He whispered the words like my mouth had brought him the perfect gentle pleasure. Little did he realize that I would stay gentle for only so much longer.

Kayden pulled out of my mouth, like he couldn’t let me take charge, and yanked my pants right down to my ankles.

He squeezed and kneaded my crotch through my boxer briefs while kissing me.

Then he tugged my underwear down, squatted, and eyed my cock with an even greater hunger than I’d seen from him moments ago.

When he took my dick into his mouth, I closed my eyes, groaning.

His tongue felt so smooth, so warm, so wet.

How a guy wouldn’t pass out from that feeling alone puzzled me.

I knew one thing: I couldn’t allow myself to come from this. Just like in the locker room. Finishing early would’ve been a disaster then, sure, but I had so much more at stake now.

When I pulled out of Kayden’s mouth, he smiled, as if to say he would be only too happy to give me so much more. But I couldn’t let him. Not with what I had in mind.

When he tried to draw my dick into his mouth again, I pulled back and wagged a finger at him.

“Tut-tut-tut,” I said. “That’s enough of that, dude.”

His smile widened like he loved the game, only I wasn’t playing around.

He planted kisses along the side of my shaft, reaching the head, a buildup to sucking me again, but I withdrew from him completely.

Rising to his feet, he threw his arms around me, saying, “I’ll be a good boy.”

“You will.”

“Uh-huh.”

“How can I be sure?”

“I promise.”

He dug into his pocket, fishing out a bottle of lube. Then he popped the cap and prepared to slather some on his dick, but I snatched the bottle from him and greased up my member.

Kayden’s eyes widened as if barely able to conceive of what I had in mind.

“What are you doing?” Kayden blurted out a small laugh when he spoke.

“One good turn deserves another, don’t you think?”

Somehow, I thought my teammate still seemed unconvinced, so I grabbed his shoulders and bent him over the dining room table. Then I did much like what he’d done to me in the locker room, sliding my finger slowly into his asshole.

His mouth hung open a little as he watched me slide my finger in and out. I kept my eyes fixed on him, determined to make him feel that and a hell of a lot more. Oh sure, Kayden might kick up a fuss before I could do what I really wanted, but I meant to stay in complete control.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Mmm-hmmmmm.”

“Tell me you like it.”

“I like it.”

“Tell me you want more.”

“Oh my fucking God, I want more.”

“Tell me you’ll give anything to have it.”

“I’ll give anything to have it.”

He groaned.

“Then you be a good boy, and I’ll give you everything you could possibly want.”

I put my hand on his back, pinning him to the table. Then I spread his ass cheeks and slid my cock into his ass, feeling the tightness and warmth envelop my length. I understood right away why he wanted to re-experience this so badly.

Now it was my turn.

I pushed my cock into him slowly. A long, drawn-out groan issued from Kayden’s mouth as I eased into him, followed by another when I’d entered completely. Oh my God, I didn’t think I’d ever felt anything better. First, I pushed back and forth slowly, my hands on Kayden’s hips, easing him into it.

Soon, I picked up speed. Kayden threw his head back and then bowed as my pelvis slammed against his ass. I reached forward, clamping my hands down on his shoulders, as I drove my cock into him.

“Can you feel that?”

“Yeah.”

The way he grunted out his answer satisfied me in a way I’d never experienced before.

And then it happened, something I wouldn’t have believed if I hadn’t been there to hear it.

Kayden said, “Harder!”

It wasn’t a request, but a command.

So, I picked up speed, fucking him harder and faster, basking in the sound of skin slapping against skin. I felt a sheen of sweat break out on my chest and back and swore my heart had skipped a beat.

“Harder!” Kayden cried.

I grabbed a hold of his hips again, fucking him as hard as I could. I raised my hand and lowered it onto Kayden’s ass, hearing a cracking sound reverberate throughout the room. My breaking quickened, and I didn’t know how much more I could handle.

“ Harder! Let me feel it!”

Oh my God, was he serious? For a moment, I wondered if Kayden was inhuman. I’d fucked him as hard as I possibly could and somehow he still wanted me to crank up the heat.

I withdrew from Kayden, turned him around, and lay on the dining room table.

Then I draped his legs over my shoulders and pulled him forward a little.

When I re-entered Kayden, he took my cock with ease.

Then I fucked him as hard and fast as I could, pounding away, listening to his grunts and moans.

He made no more commands, which said I was fucking him properly.

Kayden’s eyes fell shut, and his mouth hung open.

He reached between us, grabbing his cock, and jerked it rapidly until come spouted from the tip.

His face looked almost panicked when he did it.

Seeing that made me feel like some invisible force had turned up the dial or set me to fast-forward.

I fucked Kayden as hard and fast as I could, seeming to exceed physical limitations.

I felt an orgasm threaten, the feeling mounting more and more until I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I released, coming inside of him. I shuddered from the orgasm, but still tried to fuck him hard.

When it was finished, I slowed down but stayed inside of him.

Kayden sat up a little, threw his arms around my neck, pulled me in close, and kissed my lips.

“Holy fuck, dude, that was incredible,” he said. “I never knew what I was missing.”

“Good boy.”

He smiled and kissed me again. Then I rested my head on his sweaty chest.

You would think that I would’ve gone home eventually, but I didn’t. I spent the night in Kayden’s bed like we’d done that a thousand times. Only when we fell asleep did I realize that we’d said almost nothing about how to handle being co-captains.

It meant nothing now. I needed to figure out the whole new set of feelings our dining room tryst had sparked in me.