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“Dude, fuck!” Chris swore, making Shane actually laugh. “What are you? A fucking horse?”
“Fuck you.” Shane laughed harder, making Chris groan in pain. “You’re just as big.”
“I’m not this long, you fucker.” Chris retorted and promptly gasped as he felt Shane squirm beneath him. “And don’t fucking move.” He growled.
“I’m sorry,” Shane murmured, going still. He wanted to thrust into Chris’ heat so bad. But he knew he could only do that if he got Chris’ mind off the pain. Shane opened his arms. “Come here.” He whispered and watched as Chris slowly leaned forward and rested his forehead against his.
When Shane languidly licked at Chris’ lips, Chris opened up to him, slowly getting lost in the sensual sensation of Shane’s kiss and totally forgetting about the pain in his arse. Neither man could tell who started moving first. Shane was going out of his mind at the tight and divine heat of Chris’ channel. And Chris could feel the sheer power of that thick pole as it stretched and pulsed within his channel.
They took it slow but it was so intense neither man could look away from each other. Chris honestly couldn’t tell when the pain and discomfort stopped. All he could feel was utter fullness and rather surprisingly, an elusive pleasure. Chris wanted more. He wanted that pleasure that was dancing just out of his reach. It was right there…pulsed urgently and insistently…he needed to grasp it. He buried his face in the crook of Shane’s neck and began to thrust harder against Shane, taking more of his cock inside.
There was a slight pain but it also felt damn good. The feel of Shane inside him was totally incredible. Chris was as hard as a rock. He decided to sit up and take more of that heavenly cock inside him so he pushed himself off Shane’s chest and sat up, burying Shane even deeper inside him. And that was all it took to get that trapped mouth-wateringly fiery pleasure out.
“Holy shit!” Chris breathed, his eyes fluttering shut as he felt an instant delicious burst of pleasure within. He could feel that bolus curved head of Shane’s cock, press against something deep inside him immediately he sat up and took more of Shane in.
Shane watched as Chris sat up and saw the pure ecstasy flash across his face. Chris’ flushed skin, closed eyes, and the way he’d caught his lower lip between his teeth gave him a look so purely erotic Shane couldn’t look away. He’d never seen a more sexy human being.
“Ahh … fuck … fuck!” Chris bucked wildly as pleasure hummed in every cell of his body. The feeling of Shane’s cock against his prostate felt absolutely amazing but before he could even savour the feeling, he’d felt himself losing it. His passion-glazed eyes flew open, showing Chris’ obvious surprise as the unexpected orgasm tore through him. He didn’t feel it building. No time to feel it in his belly or core, it was just upon him.
“Fuck…” Shane breathed when Chris suddenly threw his head back with a hoarse shout and started shooting ropes of cum which landed on Shane’s chest and face.
Chris’ eyes practically went crossed as he let loose and unloaded thick ropes of cum onto Shane, his body jerking and flailing as he came, and came and came. “God…” His moans turned into whimpers.
Shane watched in wonder as Chris’ cock pulsed and throbbed, shooting out so much cum when it hadn’t even been touched, not to mention the fact that he’d come not too long ago. Shane didn’t pause even once in his thrusts, riding out the contractions of Chris’ muscles. The rhythmic tightening of Chris’ tight channel around his cock was driving him insane. As shocked at Chris’s orgasm as Chris himself, Shane couldn’t keep still. He continued thrusting up relentlessly into Chris, hitting that pleasure spot on each thrust. His aim was to prolong Chris’ orgasm.
“Shane…” Chris’ cry sounded almost panicked. He was being driven into a haze of such yearning and sensory overload, it was almost dreamlike. He wanted Shane to stop fucking into him as the pleasure was too much it was almost painful but at the same time, he wanted it to go on forever. “Oh God…”
Shane suddenly turned them over so that Chris was flat on his back, spread beneath him for his taking. Then Shane pushed Chris’ thighs further apart and started slowly fucking deep into him. He tried to keep his rhythm slow as he’d been so long without the feel of that kind of heat and pressure on his cock, Shane knew he wouldn’t last long.
“Fuck, you feel incredible.” Shane gasped as he looked down between them, watching his cock slide in and out of that beautiful tight arse. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. But what surprised Shane was how Chris’ cock looked so hard again already. For someone who had already come twice, that was totally astounding.
Shane loved being inside Chris so much that he didn’t want it to end. He maintained his slow thrusts. But Chris didn’t want slow. He’d tasted the spectacular, mind-blowing rush of sensation and ecstasy, and wanted it again. He wanted it fast and hard and wondered why Shane was holding back. It was pure torture. Chris was ready to beg if that was what it would take.
“Shane…faster… come on…” Chris almost sobbed as his hips move restlessly beneath Shane with a greater, wilder need. He heard the plea in his own voice and hated it. “Fuck me faster and harder, damnit,” Chris commanded in a growling scratchy voice.
“No Chris. I don’t want to hurt you.” Shane growled right back, his gaze hot and hungry as he looked down into Chris’ passion-filled eyes. Then he leaned down to take Chris’ mouth in a hot but soft kiss. A kiss meant to calm Chris.
Shane’s muscles burned from the strain of holding back but he was determined to go slow and not hurt Chris with his mammoth dick. So far he had been careful not to feed all his cock into Chris. Even when Chris was on top, Shane had made sure that he wasn’t fully inside Chris. He also didn’t plan on making any vigorous moves as he knew for sure, that with his kind of dick, such movement would be damaging for the one on the receiving end. He was not going to hurt Chris…not if he could help it.
“I want to hold you,” Chris whispered shakily, as his arms moved up to lock themselves around Shane’s neck. Then his heels slid around Shane’s hips, over his arse, his ankles twining together on Shane’s lower back.
Then Shane felt it… Chris’ heels rubbing sensually against that sensitive spot at the base of his spine. Fuck! He should have known that stubborn as he was, Chris would take matters into his own hands. There was no escape. Shane knew he was fucked.
“Chris, no…” Shane cried out even as his eyes rolled into his head.