“You don’t want to be fucked,” Bryce told him.
“Don’t tell me what I want. I want you. That’s all that matters.” Nick fought to push his fears away. He wrapped a hand around Bryce’s dick and stroked, trying to get him hard again.
“I didn’t want it to be that way. I needed to give myself to you first.”
“I know.” Though he didn’t know why. “This is what we have, though.” Because Nick wouldn’t hurt him. There was real damage he could cause, and the truth was, it would be easier for Nick to take Bryce than the other way around.
“Are you sure?”
“What did you just tell me? Don’t ask me that. Fuck me, Bryce. That’s what I want.” Nick pulled his condom off and tossed it into the trash. When he turned back around, Bryce was kneeling on the bed in front of him.
“Come here so I can kiss you.”
Nick went up on his knees too, as their mouths moved together, their tongues tangled roughly. Bryce’s hard-on pushed against Nick’s. It hadn’t taken much to get him stiff again.
Bryce eased Nick down to his back, and Nick let him. He covered Nick’s body with his own and Nick let him do that, too—every hard, muscular inch of him. They thrust their cocks together, rutting against each other. And then Bryce’s finger was at his ring, somehow wet with lube, when Nick hadn’t even realized he’d done it.
He probed Nick’s hole, slowly pushing a finger inside.
“It’s going to fucking kill me to get in there. I might want to stay there all night.”
“Yes...” Nick hissed, tensing slightly when Bryce added a second finger. The burn was there, the stretching, and then, “Fuck!” more girth, as Bryce used three fingers on him. Each time he fingered Nick, he scissored his fingers, stretching Nick’s hole. The burn was there, but then...this was Bryce inside him. Bryce getting ready to take him. It somehow made things easier, made the pleasure overcome the pain. That didn’t mean he didn’t have any worries though.
Nick wrapped a hand around his own erection, needing some friction, but Bryce swatted it away. “Leave your cock alone. I might not be able to take it in my ass yet, but it’s still mine.”
“Then do something with it. I’m fucking dying here.” He needed something to ease his nerves with what was about to happen—that Bryce was about to fuck him. “I want you.”
He didn’t have to tell Bryce twice. The man grabbed a rubber from the drawer, sheathed himself, and then poured lube in his hand as he jacked his condom-covered dick. They’d talked about being clean, but since they were still on unsteady ground, he was glad they both thought condoms were the best choice. Still, Nick had gone to get checked again since the night they watched porn, just to be safe.
“Such a tight hole. I’m going to fucking lose it in there, baby. Turn over. Put your ass in the air so I can play with your dick better while I take you.”
Nick rolled over and...fuck, he was shaking, both from pleasure and nerves.
“It’s okay. I’ll take care of you. Orgasm fucking heaven, Nick. Let me give it to you. I want to give it to you.”
He turned Nick’s head to the side, leaned over and kissed him. Bryce’s tongue plunged into his mouth. His hands roamed Nick’s body, touching him, relaxing him. And then he felt pressure on his asshole...stretching...burning. Bryce moved against him, still kissing him, and slowly pushing at his ring. He felt Bryce’s hand there, guiding his dick into Nick’s ass.
“Fuck...fuck, fuck, fuck.” But then...he started pushing backward, too. The burning was there, the stretching, and then Bryce slipped an inch inside. The head of his cock was inside Nick’s ass. “Don’t move. Not yet.”
Bryce kissed him between his shoulder blades. “I’m not. You tell me when. I don’t move till you give the word.”
Nick moaned, let himself adjust to the new sensation.
“Jesus, you’re so fucking tight. I can’t wait to push all the way inside. Feel my balls slap against yours. That’s what they’ll do, and you’ll like it, Nick. We both know how much you like your sac played with.”
“Oh, fuck.” Nick’s whole body lit on fire and he shoved backward. Pain instantly shot through him. Bryce cursed, but then...then the pain eased and Bryce was buried balls deep in Nick’s ass. “Oh fuck, you’re inside me, Bryce.” It was different...good, but different. He felt full in the best possible way. But it wasn’t enough. Now he wanted more. “Fuck me. Give it to me like you said.”
