Page 94 of The Frathole

When I pull away from our kiss, he’s gazing at me in awe, taking in my every twitch and flinch as I revel in the pleasure he’s giving me. I feel so exposed, like he can see parts of me that are only visible when I’ve let go of all my tension and uneasiness and it’s just us having fun.

And I know what I want from him.

“Ry—Ry—”

“Yeah? What do you want me to do?”

“Would you want me to fuck you?” I’m anxious as I wait for his response.

His gaze shifts, like he’s thinking about it.

“You said when we started that you’d be interested in that, but if you’re not, forget I said anything.”

“I said that before I knew how good it would feel to be buried in this ass.”

I can’t disguise my disappointment.

“But…” he adds, “you make it look so fucking sexy that I’m curious. One condition, though.”

“I’ll be very careful,” I assure him, horrified he might think I’d be anything other than good to him after all he’s done for me.

He chuckles. “I was gonna say…” He leans closer, until his mouth is millimeters from mine, so I can feel his hot breath against my face. “…you have to ask nicely.”

Can’t believe I was ever annoyed by Ryan’s playfulness, when now I fucking live for it.

“Can Ipleasefuck your ass?”

“I’d be honored to take that fat cock.”

He takes his time pulling out. My body aches for him, but I remind myself it’ll be worth it once I’m inside him, getting to explore this uncharted territory.

Ryan feels his ass, his gaze wandering. “You’re probably really gonna have to work me up first,” he warns.

“We can assess your ass and figure out if you can take me.”

He glares at me. “Is that a challenge?”

“Maybe.” But honestly, I’m a little nervous whether I’ll be able to do for him what he does for me.

He smirks. “Trust me, one way or another, I’ll get this monster cock in me.” He grabs my dick and offers a quick pump.

Seeing how determined he is to take me turns me on. And helps release some of the anxiety about pleasing him. I grab his arm and urge him around so his ass is on display for me. As I drop to my knees, my mouth waters at the thought of having that all to myself.

Even though I haven’t done this before, I know what feels good from what he’s done to me. I use the skills he’s demonstrated,all those things he’s done with my ass, as I lubricate my fingers, first rimming his hole, watching his expression as he enjoys himself. I work my forefinger into him, gliding across a spot that makes his body twitch, and I know by his body’s response and the way his lips twist up that I’m there.

“Fuck,” he says in a breath that helps ease my concerns.

“Found you,” I say with pride as I massage it, feeling his muscles loosening up for me. I figured it’d feel good, but I didn’t realize how exciting it’d be to be giving him this same pleasure. I keep massaging him, offering another finger, then a third, enjoying the way his ass expands for me, assuring me he’ll be able to make space for me.

He looks over his shoulder. “I’m ready, Mart.”

There’s something about the certainty in his expression, his eagerness to take me, that kills the anxieties building up within me. It reminds me that it’s only me and Ryan. He’s been there with me through my awkward discovery of my feelings for guys and my nerves about my first time. Even if I do get nervous or fumble, I know it’ll be okay. I slide my fingers out and push to my feet.

My cock is about as hard as it gets, so I know it’s gonna be a feat, but I’m curious to see how he takes me. Lining myself up, I steadily push the head against him before his hole opens up for me. I rub his thigh gently as he pushes his ass back, inviting me right in.

By how he’s managing, I would have thought he’d done this before, but I realize he just knows what he’s doing from the stuff we’ve done together, how my hole’s responded to his dick. And as he eases back onto my girth, I get a taste of what he’s been enjoying from my ass all this time.

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