“You’re gorgeous,” I whispered, tracing my fingers along the defined lines of his abs before placing a few kisses down his torso. “I’m going to make sure youneverforget this night.”
Theo shivered beneath my touch, his breathing quickening as I worked my way down to his jeans. I unbuttoned them slowly, dragging out the moment, watching his chest rise and fall with anticipation. When I finally pulled them off, along with his underwear, his cock sprang free, already hard and leaking, just like last time.
“So eager, aren’t you?” I teased, wrapping my hand around his length.
“Can you blame me?” he gasped as I began stroking him slowly.
I slid down his body, maintaining eye contact as I took his thick cock into my mouth again. He moaned, his head falling back against the pillows, one hand gripping the sheets while the other tangled in my hair. I worked him slowly, thoroughly, wanting him on the edge but not over it. Not yet.
When I pulled away, he whimpered at the loss of contact. I reached over to my bedside drawer and retrieved a bottle of lube and a condom.
“Turn over,” I instructed gently. “On your knees.”
He hesitated only briefly before complying, positioning himself as I’d asked. The sight of him like this… masked, vulnerable, and trusting… it made my cock throb painfully. I squeezed a generous amount of lube onto my fingers, warming it between them.
“This might feel strange at first,” I warned him, trailing my slick fingers down the cleft of his ass. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“I won’t,” he breathed, his voice muffled against the pillow.
I circled his entrance with my thumb, applying gentle pressure without pushing in, letting him get used to the sensation. His whole body was tense, anticipating the unknown. I leaned forward, placing soft kisses along his spine.
“Relax,” I murmured against his skin. “I’ve got you.”
As I felt him begin to loosen under my touch, I slowly pressed one finger inside. He gasped, his body instinctively tightening around the intrusion.
“Breathe,” I reminded him, my free hand stroking his back soothingly. “It gets better, I promise.”
Gradually, he relaxed, and I began to move my finger carefully, searching for that spot that would make him see stars. When I found it, his reaction was immediate. A sharp intake of breath was followed by a low, guttural moan that made my cock throb.
“Oh my god,” he panted. “What the hell was that?”
“That,” I said with a grin, “is why guys like getting fucked.”
I continued working him open, adding a second finger, then a third, taking my time despite my own desperate need. I wanted his first time to be perfect. I wanted him to remember this night, to remember me, long after our masks came off and we returned to whoever we really were.
When I finally deemed him ready, I rolled on the condom and applied more lube. Positioning myself behind him, I leaned over to whisper in his ear.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes,” he nodded eagerly. “Please, Neptune. I want you inside me.”
The sound of my fake name on his lips should have reminded me this was just a one-night stand, a fantasy we were both playing out. Instead, it made my chest ache with something I couldn’t identify.
I pressed against his entrance, the blunt head of my cock pushing past the tight ring of muscle. He tensed again, his breath catching.
“Easy,” I soothed, running my hands along his sides. “Just breathe through it. I’ll go slow.”
True to my word, I eased in inch by inch, pausing whenever he seemed uncomfortable. It took a moment, but when I was finally fully seated inside him, I stilled, giving him time to adjust to the fullness.
“How does it feel?” I asked, my voice strained with the effort of holding back. He was so tight and warm… I just wanted to fuck him with reckless abandon.
“Full,” he gasped. “Different. But... good.Reallygood.”
I began to move then, slowly at first, shallow thrusts that gradually deepened as he opened up for me. I shifted my angle,searching for that sweet spot again. When I found it, his whole body jerked, a strangled cry escaping his lips.
“There?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.
“Yes,” he moaned. “Ohfuck, right there.”