reached beneath him, freeing his cock from the confines of the jockstrap’s pouch. Nate’s cock jutted out beneath him, and he moaned when Tyler’s fingers wrapped around it.
The sounds became downright guttural when Tyler gently pushed his lubed finger into the man. Nate’s eyes closed, hips twitching as the finger slid in deep. Tyler continued stroking his straining cock, watching Nate’s face intently.
His own cock was straining against his shorts as he watched Nate bite his bottom lip and moan when the second finger was added. His stomach flipped when he felt Nate’s cock jerk in his grip, leaking furiously at the tip as Tyler spread him open. Nate’s features were rapidly turning red as the third finger was added, and he cried out when Tyler’s fingers curled inside of him.
“Gorgeous,” Tyler repeated as he drank in the display.
Nate pushed against his fingers. “Ty, please. No more fingers, no more teasing. I need you…”
Tyler smiled, gently pulling his fingers free and catching Nate’s gaze. “You need me...what?”
Nate sucked in a breath. “I need you inside me, please.”
Just that little bit of admission was enough to add more color to Nate’s face. Tyler wondered how far he could get away with teasing the other man and what dirty things he could get him to say.
Just one more.
“My what?” Tyler asked softly.
Nate groaned, squirming. “Your cock damn it. I want your cock inside me.”
Tyler never knew he had a thing for hearing Nate talk dirty, but the sudden, almost painful hardness of his cock told him that he did indeed. With a low growl, he ripped his shirt off, stepped off the bed, and kicked his shorts away. Nate stayed where he was, and as much as Tyler absolutely wanted to push into the man from behind, gripping onto the waistband of the jockstrap as extra leverage, he would wait.
“On your back,” Tyler told him, getting back on the bed.
Nate did as he was told, chest rising and falling rapidly as he laid himself out once more. Tyler could barely pay attention to what he was doing as he lubed his cock and then put the condom on, and added another slippery layer to that. His heart pounded in his chest as he inched forward, hooking Nate’s legs around his waist. From that position, he could watch himself slide into Nate and still see every expression on his face.
Nate reached out, holding onto Tyler’s elbows. “I’m ready.”
Tyler let out a soft growl and pushed forward, reminding himself to be careful. He nearly lost the thin thread of control when he felt the warmth of Nate’s body wrap around the head of his cock. Below him, Nate let out another soft cry, body going tense as Tyler entered him.
Using one hand to hold Nate steady, he used the other to grip the man’s cock. It jerked in Tyler’s hand, more fluid coating the head as he slowly pushed into the man. The process was torturous and felt like it took forever. Nate’s noises grew deeper and more plaintive as Tyler sank in, squirming as he slowly jerked the man off. It felt as though it took forever to sink all the way.
When he finally did, he was able to bow forward, with Nate wrapping his arms around his neck. The kiss was fierce and immediate, Nate’s lips parting to let Tyler’s tongue explore his mouth. The man’s body was incredibly warm, and the grip around Tyler had his head spinning.
But when Nate gave the cue for him to go, Tyler didn’t question it. The first thrusts were shallow and careful, letting both of them adjust. Bit by bit, he could feel Nate’s grip around his cock easing, his body adjusting to the intrusion. Nate’s breathing became less ragged, though sharper, his hips beginning to push up against Tyler’s downward thrusts.
Tyler began to stop paying attention to the way his hips moved, allowing himself to move naturally to Nate’s own cues. Despite how worried they had both been about going too far for Nate, he only grew more desperate, moaning for more, when Tyler grew harder and deeper with his thrusts.
No longer caring where they were or how it would cut the time he could last rapidly, Tyler began to drive into Nate in earnest. Skin met skin in a sharp sound, mingling with Nate’s whimpers and half-realized pleas for Tyler to continue. Pleasure shuddered and shook between them as Tyler rocked into Nate, driving them both toward the edge.
“Ty, I’m…” Nate began, his