dildo ready?”
“Yes. It’s next to me on the bed.”
“Shove it inside you. I want you to do it fast and hard, and I want to hear you.”
The phone clenched between his jaw and shoulder, Navid spread his legs wider. With one hand, he held his ass cheek, pulling it aside. With the other, he lined up the toy and pushed. It slid over his pucker and to the side. Navid whimpered, lined up again, and pressed. He cried out with the sudden breach, but he kept pushing, stretching himself until the round balls nestled against his skin. It hurt a little, but the pain was nothing compared to the heavenly relief the toy brought.
“How deep is it?”
“All the way,” Navid choked out.
“How does it feel, darling?”
“I’m full.” Inhale, exhale. His skin felt too tight on his body.
“Yes, you are. Do you like it?”
“Yes. But I want your cock. I love your cock.”
“Fuck yourself. I want to hear you come.”
It was so easy. Navid’s needy body took in the toy gratefully, swallowing it deep on each thrust. He moaned loudly for his husband’s benefit, and when his hole made squelching noises from the abundance of slick, he held the phone lower so Zana could hear.
He came quickly, yelling with his orgasm. He left the toy inside him to the root and clutched the phone.
“It’s in me all the way. I’m imagining it’s you. That you’re holding me. And that your cum is in me.”
“Navid. I love you. When I come home…I’ll take you right away… I’ll fuck you on the front stairs…make you scream…love you…need to fuck you…”
“I love you too.”
Zana’s shout sounded so desperate. Navid closed his eyes and visualized Zana on a bed in some generic hotel room, sliding his hand up and down his cock, seed dripping over his fingers.
They said good night soon after, as it was almost midnight. Navid went to wash the toy, and then he lay on the bed. He was amazed at himself. Had he really done that? He’d been bold and lustful, and Zana had loved it.
Tomorrow, Zana would come back home. Maybe if Navid told the staff to stay away, Zana would indeed fuck him on the stairs. Navid chuckled at the crazy idea.
The wait had been torturously long. Zana had called from the airport and should be back within minutes. Navid had tried to read, but it had been hopeless. He hadn’t been able to focus.
Finally, the door banged loudly, and Navid dropped the book on the floor. He shot off the sofa and ran to the atrium, where he slammed into Zana’s chest, knocking an oof out of him. They fumbled for each other’s faces, and their lips locked in a messy kiss.
“I missed you, Navid. Need to feel you.”
“Amid is in his apartment. I told him we didn’t want to be disturbed tonight.”
“Great.”
Zana ripped Navid’s pants and underwear down, pushed Navid against the nearest wall by the entrance to the kitchen, and unfastened his own trousers. His erection stuck out. Navid barely managed to process what was happening before he was lifted from the ground, his legs wrapped around Zana’s waist, and he was impaled on Zana’s shaft to the root. Gravity fused them together.
He cried out with the explosion of sensations in his lower body. Zana consumed him. There wasn’t another word for it. His thrusts were wild and uncoordinated, and Navid shook with the power. The fat cock felt even bigger at this angle, and Zana seemed to know exactly what Navid needed. With a roughness unusual for him, he slammed into Navid’s quivering insides. Navid’s back chafed against the wall with the rapid thrusts, but it only added to his arousal.
“You’re so wet. Your slick is dripping down my legs.”
So dirty. Why did those words arouse him so much? Small traces of guilt and embarrassment swirled in his lust-filled mind, like sparks in a blazing fire.
“Say you love my cock, Navid. Say it.”
“I love your cock.”
Zana rewarded him with a fierce kiss and a change of angle that had his crown pressing on Navid’s womb. The pleasure was diabolical. Navid keened into the kiss.
“You love me fucking you with it?”
“Zana.”
“Answer me.”
“I do. I love it.”
“Do my words make you feel ashamed?”
Another forceful thrust, almost painful, but so satisfying.
“Yes.”
“Aroused?”
“Yes.”
A storm raged in Zana’s eyes, and Navid was hypnotized by it.
“I’ll fuck you like an animal, Navid. Make you scream with it. I’ll slam into you so hard your slick will splatter around. Do you want that?