He repositioned himself on the bed, getting comfortable on his back with his butt propped on a pillow. I slathered my cock with a palmful of lubricant and fingered the excess lube into his hole, making him shudder as I worked his tight muscles open.
"Here we go." I lined up my cock head with his ass and sank forward. He was already warmed up and primed, so I slid in without much resistance. As I slowly entered him, I felt the heat of his tight canal envelop me. "It feels so good inside you, Morris."
"Yeah," he said with a sigh. "Like we were meant to be this way."
After a few slow and steady strokes, I was able to bury myself down to my balls. Once he was adjusted to the length and the girth of my cock, I started thrusting faster. My dick was in perfect alignment with his prostate gland and his engorged cock was drooling pre-cum on his tight abs.
"How's it feel to be free?" I asked.
"Different," he said between gasps. "I've gotten so used to being protected by that device, this makes me feel truly naked and exposed. But..." His brown eyes glimmered in the candlelight. "I feel safe being naked and exposed with you."
"Good, because you are safe."
A familiar vein in his forehead began to bulge, and his face turned red. That meant he was on the cusp of a prostate orgasm. I was learning all his little ways.
"Let me help you ride that wave home." I bucked my hips harder, pounding him faster.
He let out a groan and I could see his body tensing. Just as he found that edge, I gripped his swollen cock in my hand and began stroking it. I didn't need any lube for friction. He had enough pre-cum for me to get a smooth rhythm going.
"Oh, please don't ruin this one," he begged. "I think I'll die if you do."
"You want to come?" I asked.
"Yes. I want to feel everything."
"Alright. Tonight you're getting the full experience." With my cock beating his prostate like a drum and my hand furiously stroking up and down his cock, I was giving it to him from both ends.
Then I felt my own orgasm surging to the surface, fast and wild like a hurricane.
"Fuck! Fuck, Cesar, yeah!" he howled like an animal.
"I'm right there with you," I called out.
His shaft hardened to stone in my hand as he shot the biggest load I'd ever seen. Cum exploded from his cock like a cannon and splattered across his chest. Shot after shot of thick wads.
I was so focused on his pleasure that I almost didn't notice my own orgasm until cum burst out of my cock, nestled so deeply and so snugly inside his tight hole.
"Ah, fuck, yes," I moaned. I kept pounding until I'd drained every last drop of cum from my body. I made sure I'd squeezed every bit out of him too.
We collapsed together in a sweaty, panting mess. I kissed his lips between breaths.
"Whew," he said. "That was—"
"Worth the wait?"
"Yeah. I think it's been over a month since I had a full orgasm." He thought for a moment. "We've been seeing each other all of June, and then I had been trying to abstain from masturbation for two weeks before that."
"That's a crazy long time," I agreed. "So, you've been keeping track of how long we've been seeing each together?"
He chewed his lower lip in a shy way that he always did when I put him on the spot. "Yeah, of course."
I smiled and entwined my fingers with his. "That makes me happy to hear."
We laid there together in a sleepy afterglow. The only sound was our shared breaths, which were slowing as we recovered. He settled into the crook of my armpit and kissed me along my ribcage.
In a small voice, he said, "Cesar, I'm gay."
I looked down at him for a second, wondering if there was more to his statement. He raised his head to meet my eyes but didn't add anything. I cuddled him closer against me. "Thanks for sharing that."