around his fingers, making us both refocus on the task at hand.
“You feel so tight,” he said softly. “So warm and soft inside.”
It made me feel weird, hearing someone describe my most intimate place, a place never touched by anyone else. But it also felt right that it would be Ace.
I’d always wanted it to be him. But now he was more than a fantasy. He was more than a hot guy with an amazing body. He was an amazing human, with an amazing heart, and an amazing soul.
And yeah, also an amazing cock that was about to go inside me.
I slapped the outer side of his thigh. “Pants off,” I repeated, more firmly this time.
Ace withdrew his fingers, which wasn’t the most comfortable sensation. It left me burning, slightly relieved to be free of the intrusion but also feeling empty. Talk about mixed signals.
He kicked off his shoes and stripped off his jeans, boxer briefs, and socks faster than I’ve ever seen anyone move.
His cock stood out so long, and thick, and hard, that it was hard to believe his pants had been able to contain it. That must have been uncomfortable, but he’d never said anything, too intent on me.
He grabbed a condom and lube packet from the giant bowl of supplies they used at parties, then returned to the space between my legs.
My eyes locked on his cock while he efficiently rolled on a condom. Too efficiently. It reminded me of how many times Ace had done this with other people. Girl people. Would he like fucking me just as much? Would it feel different to him?
His cock was thick. Would my body even accept it? I’d stretched before coming over, but I was a little nervous, tense enough that two fingers had felt like a tight fit. And his cock was definitely wider than two fingers.
“You okay?” he asked as he opened the lube sachet and squeezed some onto his fingers.
I nodded, watching as he slathered some over his cock.
Bracing myself for the main event, I jumped in surprise when his lube covered fingers returned to my hole, pushing inside once more, angling and searching until…
“Oh, fuck!”
“That’s it,” he said, pushing his fingers against my prostate. “Feel good?”
I didn’t know how to describe it, other than intense. So different from when I’d played with myself. “H-how did you know?”
“What, about the prostate?” he asked with a grin as he withdrew his fingers, then pushed them in again, harder. I rocked toward him with a moan. “Google research. Gay porn. I wasn’t about to fuck this up.”
I panted. “Good idea.”
“Mm-hmm, I thought so,” he said. “I’ve got three fingers inside you now. Think that’s enough prep?”
How the heck would I know? My body was crying for more of those delicious, mini-explosions to continue, though, so I threw caution to the wind.
“Yes, yes, fuck me,” I said loudly.
There was sudden laughter in the hallway, and I froze up, my eyes flying to the door.
“Thin walls,” Ace said. “Ignore them.”
I raised my hands to cover my face, mortified as I realized the guys could hear me begging Ace to fuck my ass. Just kill me now.
Ace tugged one hand down. “Hey, they all do it,” he said. “We all hear it. It’s okay.”
I took a deep breath, trying to relax my tense body. I realized I was clamped tight around his fingers. His fingers in my ass. This was all starting to feel awkward instead of sexy.
Ace pressed a quick kiss to my lips, then one right over my heart. Then, before my heart had finished skipping, he sank his mouth over my cock.
I groaned, biting down on a fist to muffle the sound.
It wasn’t the first time Ace had blown me, but every time felt like a miracle. At moments like these, I was suddenly reminded that Ace wanted me, that he was sucking my dick like he was meant for it, that he wasn’t the untouchable guy I’d always believed him to be. It was surreal, and I was still adjusting to my new reality.
As he sucked me and pumped his fingers in my ass, I fell right back into a desperate state.
“Ace,” I gasped. “Please. Now.”
He gently withdrew his fingers, wiping them on the sheet, then applied a little more lube to his sheathed cock, before lining up. His eyes were on the place where we joined as he slowly pushed in, but my eyes stayed on his face.
As I felt myself stretch around him, felt