he could. He pulled back, biting Nicky’s cheeks hard enough to leave teeth marks, his gasping whines going straight to Cy’s cock. “Fuck, you like that, baby? Did you miss me?”
Nicky all but hurled the lube at Cy. “Yes. Fuck me. I want you inside me now.”
Cy stood, yanking Nicky back up against him, tugging his head back to bite along his neck. “You need to learn patience, Nicky,” Cy murmured against his ear in a low rumble. “I could make you wait. We have twenty-four hours together. I could easily spend at least twenty of them slowly opening you up, fucking you nice and slow, bringing you to the brink over and over but never letting you come. What do you think?”
“Please, Cy. It’s been almost two weeks. I’ve missed you so much. Just fuck me. Once you’re out, I promise I’ll work on being patient, but I just need you. Please?”
Cy kissed him, spearing his tongue in his mouth before saying, “Did you miss me or did you miss my dick?”
“Can’t I miss both? ‘Cause I missed you both. So much. Did you miss me?” Nicky asked against his lips.
“Fuck, you know I did. I thought about you every night.”
Cy shoved his clothes out of the way, his heavy erection smacking against Nicky’s hip as it sprang free. He opened the lube, coating his fingers before working three into Nicky’s tight hole, cock leaking at his whimper.
“While you jerked off?” Nicky asked, riding Cy’s fingers.
“Especially then.”
“What did you think about?” Nicky panted, whining as Cy slipped his fingers free.
He placed a hand between Nicky’s shoulders, forcing him to bend at the waist. Fuck, he made such a pretty picture. “This. You bent over, begging for me to fill this tight hole. Telling me you’re mine. Just mine.”
Nicky cried out as Cy impaled him in one stroke, burying himself deep in the slick heat of Nicky’s body. They both groaned as Cy pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back in.
“I am yours, just yours,” Nicky babbled, arching his back as if to take even more of Cy inside him.
Cy wanted to go slow, take his time, savor each sensation, but he just couldn’t. He fucked Nicky hard and fast, gripping his hips and drilling into him until Nicky couldn’t keep his legs underneath him, collapsing on the bed. Cy followed him down, never breaking their connection, straddling Nicky’s thighs and using his new position to drive into him with more impetus.
Nicky was a mess, babbling about how good it felt, how he wanted more. Cy rolled them over until Nicky was on top. He untangled the clothing still caught around his ankles, tossing it over the side of the bed before leaning forward as he rode Cy, giving him the perfect view of the way Nicky’s back muscles strained and of Cy’s cock disappearing inside his ass. “Oh, yeah. That’s so hot. Take what you want, baby.”
Nicky wrapped his hand around his cock, jerking himself as he worked himself up and down in a way that had Cy wanting to close his eyes and just experience the pleasure but also not wanting to miss the way Nicky moved on top of him.
When Nicky’s panting breaths became erratic and his rhythm started to falter, Cy dragged him down, his head resting on Cy’s shoulder as he drove up into him, now having a perfect view of Nicky as he jerked himself. “Oh, yeah, touch yourself, I want to feel you come while I’m inside you.”
Nicky gave a long moan when Cy’s fingers found his nipple, pinching it roughly. That was all it took. Nicky’s body clenched around Cy’s cock as he came, the contractions causing Cy’s eyes to roll as he fucked into him two more times before emptying himself inside.
They lay there for a long while, neither speaking, both of them just staring up at the ugly popcorn ceiling of the trailer, Cy’s cock still buried inside Nicky.
“Wow,” Nicky finally said with a laugh.
“Yeah,” Cy agreed.
Nicky pretended to sit up. “Okay, so I’ll see you next week then?”
Cy grabbed him around the waist, dragging him back down. “Get back here. You’re not going anywhere.”
Nicky shook his head, dropping a chaste kiss on Cy’s cheek. “No, I’m not.”
Once they had rearranged their clothing, they both lay on the sagging couch in the corner, Nicky comically insisting that Cy act as the little spoon, even though they barely fit side by side on the oversized monstrosity.
“What’s the hot goss?