raspy voice, he couldn’t stop it. He held on to his pillow like it could protect him, and his lower half moved as if he suffered from restless leg syndrome. He could do nothing but lie there under Wood’s expert hands, dazed from his touch and attention. Getting lost in the praise and the continuous times Wood told him how much he needed him. All Trent ever wanted was to be necessary. Irreplaceable.
“Stay nice and relaxed,” Wood purred. “Just like that.”
That would be easy. Trent was boneless. Wood had done a good job working him with his tongue, making him feel sensations he never knew existed. This was what he’d craved when he came home, but he’d been shamed in the worst way. He just wanted to feel what he saw in those showers. Somehow in his own twisted way, he wanted the love and acceptance he’d witnessed in prison.
He was floating so high he forgot to tense when Wood’s blunt finger tapped at his opening before he slowly pushed inside. Trent didn’t feel the sting he usually did when he worked on himself, only slick, warm ecstasy.
“Oh my god,” Wood whispered.
Trent would’ve raised his head to glance over his shoulder, but it was too heavy to lift. The finger went deeper, and he raised his hips to meet the pleasure halfway.
“You’re a natural bottom, lover. You’re sucking me right inside.”
Trent took that as the ultimate praise, cocking his leg higher, showing off.
“More. Hmm?” Wood asked as he pumped his digit in and out, then slowly began to add a second.
Trent was embarrassed at the noises he made but unable to stop them. He sounded like a wounded beast left for the predators to feast on. More cool liquid hit his stretched hole, and Trent’s body was lulled into a sweet rocking motion as Wood fucked him tenderly with his wide fingers. Ahhh, that feels so fuckin’ right. Yes, Wood. More. Somehow, Wood managed to go farther with each push until his knuckles grazed over a place in him that made him almost shoot off the bed.
“Augh! Fuck!” Trent grunted roughly, twisting his lower body as if he was trying to get away, but he knew there was no escaping.
Using his impressive size, Wood had no problems wrestling him into submission, and Trent was quickly forced back into position with his ass in the air and his face in the pillow. “I need you right now. Please.”
Trent thought he was the one supposed to be doing the begging. Either way, he knew he’d never deny Wood anything, especially his body. It’s one thing he had to offer that he hadn’t given to another man. And from the way Wood cared for him, inside and out, it told him just how much it was appreciated.
“Get the condom on,” Trent bossed.
Wood’s body heat disappeared, and Trent’s heart tried to beat out of his chest while he listened to plastic being torn and the sound of latex slapping against flesh.
This is it. Finally. Trent wasn’t scared or even nervous. Not anymore. Just like Edison told him, Wood was a gentleman… he’d make this time amazing for them both. All Trent had to do was trust him. Wood covered him from head to toe, his mouth against his ear, his dick wedged between his crack.
“You ready?” Wood asked, already lining himself up.
Trent took a deep breath and tried to loosen all his muscles. “Yes,” he answered.
Wood bent Trent’s leg’s higher and eased one of the pillows under his hip, propping him in a better position. “Just like that,” Wood soothed. He held one of Trent’s ass cheeks open and began to push down on top of him.
Trent’s eyes popped open the moment Wood’s head breached him. It was thick, and hard, and so wonderfully smooth.
“Oh my god,” Wood panted, his heavy body trembling against him. “Are you okay?”
Trent curled his fingers around the top of the mattress and nodded. He was better than okay. This was… it was not at all as he’d imagined. He groaned as Wood eased in a couple more inches and shallowly rocked his hips to get him used to it. Where’s the pain? He lifted his ass higher.
“Jesus Christ,” Wood hissed as Trent took instead of waiting.
He wouldn’t apologize. He’d waited for Wood a lot longer than he’d been waiting on him. “Are you all the way in?” Trent gasped, getting fuller by the second.
Wood paused, his chest pumping rapidly. “Just half.”
“Oh, fuck you,” Trent huffed.
Wood smiled against the