August’s shoulder. Hard.
August made a choked sound and arched under him. “Oh fuck,” he moaned. “Okay, we need lube. Like now.”
Ricardo lifted his head. “We haven’t even taken off our pants.”
“Well, then…” August flailed a hand. “Get your fucking pants off.”
That turned out to be one of those rare things they didn’t need to argue about. They separated and stripped off their remaining clothes. August left on his socks, but Ricardo didn’t mention it as August reached for the drawer where he apparently kept the lube. Ricardo stroked himself slowly as he ogled August’s round ass. It had been perfect in jeans, perfect in tailored trousers, and was even better naked. Only thing missing was Ricardo’s dick between those firm cheeks.
August sat up and held out the lube.
Ricardo took it. “Condoms?”
“You think we’re going to live long enough to worry about it?”
He had a point. Ricardo uncapped the lube, and as he stroked it on himself, he nodded toward the pillows. “Turn over. On your stomach.”
“Mmm, bossy. I like it.” August did as he was told, and Ricardo seized the opportunity to slap that perfect ass hard enough to probably leave a handprint. August grunted, but the way he shuddered all over suggested he wasn’t protesting.
As much as they both liked it rough and August was apparently into pain, Ricardo was still mindful of actually hurting him. There was pain, and there was pain, and even August probably wasn’t into what happened if someone got into him too fast.
That, and fingering him for a while meant putting him through an entirely different flavor of torture—teasing him until he was rutting against the sheets and pleading for Ricardo’s cock.
“For fuck’s sake,” August moaned, shoulders taut as he rocked his hips. “Would you just fuck me already before you make me—oh God…”
Ricardo grinned, crooking his fingers again to tease August’s spot. “But you like—”
“Fuck me now, damn it.”
Chuckling, Ricardo slipped his fingers free. August started to push himself up, but Ricardo kept him in place with a hand in the middle of his back. “No, no. Stay just like that.”
August relaxed. He stayed still, and he gripped the pillow in both hands as Ricardo guided himself in. He took his dick easily, and the way he moaned and swore as Ricardo sank deeper was so hot, Ricardo had to fight to stay in control. He took a few slow, easy strokes, both to make sure August was truly relaxed, and to keep himself from going off too fast.
“Wait,” August said.
Ricardo stopped. “Hmm?”
“Fuck me on my back,” August half-moaned, half-demanded. “I want to watch you.”
“You want to watch?”
“Oh yeah. I want to see everything.”
Ricardo bit August’s shoulder again, hard enough to make him yelp. Then he pulled out and got up. “Come on.”
“Huh?”
“Come on.”
August huffed, but he got up, and Ricardo steered him across the hall.
In the bathroom, he flicked on the light and pushed August up against the counter. He grabbed him by the throat again, and as he roughly pushed his cock back into August’s ass, he growled, “That a good enough view for you?”
August whimpered and flattened a hand against the mirror, bracing himself. “Fuck…”
“Yeah?” Ricardo panted in his ear. “You like—”
“Shut up and fuck me,” August ground out.
Ricardo pulled August back so he was flush against his chest, and he slammed into him, and he absolutely shut up and fucked him. He kept one hand around August’s throat and the other flat on his smooth stomach, holding him upright so his chest was right against August’s back, and he thrust as deep and hard as he could in this position.
As much as he never liked admitting August was right, he couldn’t deny that being able to watch really did make this hotter. There was something unspeakably sexy about seeing August like that, his face flushed and his head back and his entire body at the mercy of Ricardo’s punishing thrusts.
When Ricardo adjusted his grasp on August’s throat, August gasped and clenched around him, so Ricardo experimentally tightened his grip. He was rewarded with a long, helpless moan.
Then August started stroking himself. Eyes squeezed shut, leaning his weight against Ricardo, he pumped his dick while Ricardo fucked his ass, and Ricardo could barely stand the sight of it all. So sexy. So hot. So…fuck, he wanted to come so bad.
And he kind of wanted to make August come just like this so he could feel every spasm around his own dick, but he also kind of wanted to come in