on his mouth. Tendrils of delight spread through Micah’s lower body. He felt adored. And the only thing he wanted was to give back. To make Travis feel as loved as Micah felt right then.
“Travis, fuck me.”
Maybe Travis just lured the next heat wave out of him. Who cared? Tender kisses changed into filthy tongue fucking, and Micah hung there, practically upside down, groaning from all those overwhelming sensations as Travis laved his hole and sucked his pucker like a starving animal. And Travis was going to fuck him again. Pump more cum into him. Oh, yes.
“Love your cum inside me. Give me more of it. Please. I need your cum.”
Definitely the heat hormones talking. But Travis moaned at his words, sending lovely vibrations through Micah’s gut as he licked his opening. The newfound power made Micah happy. He could tease Travis and drive him crazy with desire.
“Be rough, Travis. Hurt me with your cock.”
It worked. To Micah’s delight, Travis growled. Swiftly he rose to his knees and grabbed Micah’s legs, not spreading them apart but pushing them together and forward until Micah was folded into a little package, ass up. Then Travis pressed inside him. Immediately, Micah understood why Travis held his legs closed. Like this, it felt as if the huge cock was prying him open, and the snug sensation was amazing. Travis hugged Micah’s legs to his broad chest, rolled his hips, and pounded Micah’s sensitive ass. Pure joy.
“Fuck, yes!” Micah shouted. A part of him was still surprised by his own shameless horniness, but the rest reveled in it. This is happiness, this right here. Life doesn’t get better than this.
“You want it rough, Micah? Want me to ruin your virgin hole?”
Oh yes. Ruin me. Tear me up inside.
Travis sped up, and Micah came, his ass clenching like crazy. The hard dick kept plunging into his hole, fucking him through the orgasm, creating delicious friction, and it set him off again just a few seconds later.
“Keep coming, sweetheart. That’s it. Show me how much you love my cock.”
Micah lost the ability to speak or move. He was a puppet in Travis’s power, ripped apart by his cock, held together by his strong arms. He could only lie there helplessly, trying to process all those sensations and failing. It was too much. For a moment, he could see himself from above, his whole body shaking with the force of Travis’s thrusts, his arms limp by his sides, and his mouth gaping open. He was still orgasming, but he could no longer keep track of everything happening in his body. Maybe he should have panicked, but he was with Travis, so there was no reason to fear anything. He belonged to Travis now, to the point he was an extension of him. A vessel for Travis’s pleasure, a hole for his cum. When Travis’s cock grew, Micah lost his sense of self. There was only Travis and a sea of pleasure so immense Micah dissolved in it.
Gentle hands on his face, fingers in his hair, a strong heartbeat against his own fluttering heart, and the huge, pulsing flesh inside his stretched asshole… Travis’s cum in him.
“Micah. Look at me, Micah.”
I’m still on the kitchen floor.
He pried his eyes open. Above him was Travis, his sweaty forehead, thick eyebrows, and kind, shining eyes, his lips stretched into a crooked smile, his dimple showing.
“There you are. You disappeared on me for a while. You scared me. How do you feel?”
Happy. He was so happy. “I’m fine,” he rasped.
Travis cupped his jaw, thumb brushing his cheek, and Micah parted his mouth, eyes pinned on Travis’s lips. Travis leaned closer. The soft tickle of a beard and then…a kiss.
It was ridiculous. Travis had kissed his asshole before he’d kissed him on the mouth. Because of the strange circumstances that had brought them together, it felt like they were doing intimacy backward. It didn’t matter. The kiss had been worth waiting for.
Travis nipped at his lips with infinite tenderness, coaxed and caressed with the tip of his tongue, and Micah did his best to meet him. Finally, open mouth on open mouth, their tongues slid against each other.
And yeah, it was for sure the heat hormones, the knot in his body, but when he kissed Travis, and Travis kissed him back, Micah knew. He knew he belonged with this man.
Five
Travis
Kissing Micah was heaven. When Travis lifted his head for a moment to look at Micah’s face, Micah followed, trying to recapture his lips.