I leaned forward and spit, making him even more wet. His tight hole twitched as I pressed the head of my cock against him, one hand on his lower back and the other holding his hip. I pushed forward, feeling Jake open for me, taking me inside of him.

“That okay?” I asked, slowly sinking into him.

“So fucking good,” he said, head dropped and ass pushing back on me. I watched as I disappeared into Jake’s ass, stopping about halfway and leaning forward, holding myself there so that the scarlet-red heat didn’t instantly turn me into a pile of horny ashes.

“God, Jake, you’re so tight. It feels like heaven.”

“Keep going,” he said, turning his head so he looked back at me, a smolder in his bright blue eyes. “Fuck me, Noah.”

I pushed in deeper, burying myself down to the hilt. We both moaned in ecstasy, the sounds of our sex creating the most mesmerizing song, one I wanted inked onto my soul. His groans, my moans, the slap of our skin, the wet thrusts and throaty oh yeses.

I never wanted it to end. Ever.

“That’s it, Noah, oh shit, right there. Right there.”

I found my rhythm, sliding in deep before rolling my hips back, nearly pulling out before bucking back into him, earning a breathless gasp each time. Over and over again. Slow at first, opening him and getting him used to my size, then faster, faster, faster. My fingers dug into his muscular shoulders as I looked for something to stabilize me, to keep me from floating off into the stratosphere.

“Slow down, slow down,” Jake said, reaching back and putting a hand on my thigh.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, the opposite. You’re about to make me come, and I don’t want to yet. I want to sit on you first.”

I pulled out of him, my rock-hard cock twitching in the air, the condom glistening from the lube. I added some more as Jake rolled off the bed, his cock sticking out like a steel beam. I gave him a couple of tight strokes and locked his lips with mine. Jake wasn’t the only one getting close to an orgasm. Just having the tip of his cock rub against mine nearly brought me there.

“Sit,” he commanded, the gravel in his voice making my balls tighten even more.

He got onto the bed, straddling me, hard cock aimed up toward the ceiling. I ran my hand over the soft crown of hair, up the trail that led to his belly button. I traced the lines of muscles on his stomach as he lowered himself onto me, his tight, hot heat wrapping around me, sending me right back to nirvana.

“Ooooh, fuck,” I let out as he sat all the way down, impaling himself with my length. “I don’t know how much longer I can last.”