“You’re gonna make me come harder than I’ve ever come in my life,” he promised, and it was the actual truth. “I’m going to pump so much cum into you, it’ll be leaking down your thighs for days.”
Bryce’s hips fucked the air, and he screwed his eyes closed like he was in pain. He fisted the sheets, the need to stroke his cock long forgotten.
Holden got himself and the tube inside, and he managed three short thrusts before heat began to crest at the base of his spine.
“Can you come with me?” he grunted, fingers of his left hand digging into Bryce’s hip. “Come and milk it out of…”
Bryce did come, an agonized wail as his body tightened down on Holden and did exactly what he’d hoped it would. Holden came so hard he saw stars, and as his orgasm ripped throughhim, he tucked the bag under his arm and grabbed Bryce with both of his hands, thrusting even deeper than he had before.
“Fuck, Bryce. I’m still coming.” His vision cleared, his breathing settled. “Oh fuck How am I still coming? I’m gonna fill you up with so much fucking cum. Oh, God. It won’t stop. It won’t fucking stop.”
CHAPTER 20
Bryce
Bryce’s orgasmwent on forever. He barely touched his dick before it spurted jets of sticky white cum across the tips of his fingers and the dark blue of Holden’s sheets. Behind him, Holden groaned, hips still as he came.
And came.
And came.
A wet heat continued to pour into Bryce’s ass, and a shiver tore through him when hot cum trickled out of him and dribbled down his sac and his shaft.
“So much fucking cum inside of you,” Holden murmured, his hands releasing Bryce’s hips and petting long and delicate lines over the arch of his back. “You’re so fucking full, it’s already leaking out of you and I’ve got so much more for you still.”
Bryce’s breathing stuttered as he realized what was happening, when he realized Holden was helping him live out one of his dirtiest fantasies. Holden’s cock was still inside of him and Holden gave a slow thrust, the squelch of cum and lube louder than his own heartbeat. His stomach cramped and a familiar fullness overtook him. Bryce flattened his cheek againstthe sheets and reached back, feeling for the reassuring shape of Holden’s body.
“Is that what you needed?” Holden whispered, finally easing himself out of Bryce’s hole. His body gaped and chased after the sensation of being stuffed full of cock even as cum poured out of his ass for how much was inside of him. “Is that enough cum to fill you up?”
Holden reached around and gently pressed his fingertips against Bryce’s stomach, barely distended. Bryce moaned, a violent shiver bursting out of him. The move was so sudden, more cum pooled around his puckered rim before leaking out of him and down the backs of his thighs.
“You’re full of it,” he said. “Full to bursting. You made me come so fucking hard.”
Bryce closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of all the cum inside of him, the way his body ached for more of it even though he knew it was too much. Holden dragged his fingertips up the split of Bryce’s ass, pushing two fingers in with embarrassing ease. Bryce moaned and thrashed, and Holden quieted him through it, pushing some of the escaped cum back into his body.
“God, you should see yourself.” Holden groaned, a low and rumbling sound in the back of his throat. He withdrew his fingers from Bryce’s hole and spread him open. “Show it to me. Show me your hole.”
Bryce’s entire body broke out in a cold sweat, gooseflesh peppering his arms as he bore down and pushed out to give Holden what he wanted. Holden made a pleased sound and then his mouth was there, tongue wet and hot against Bryce’s insides.
“I fucking love you,” Holden said next, pulling away and covering Bryce’s swollen entrance with his hand. There was no stopping the constant dribble of cum that had already started to slide out of him, but Holden’s hand there made Bryce feel like itwould stay in a little while longer, that the fantasy wasn’t ready to be over yet.
“I love you,” he rasped, sounding drunk even to his own ears.
“I want you again.”
Holden lowered Bryce onto his side and fitted his body against Bryce’s back. A cock nudged Bryce’s ass and then Holden was inside of him again, thrusting long and slow, cum slicking his way. Bryce was so wet between his legs, so sticky, and Holden fucked into him like they had all the time in the world. Bryce shuddered, reaching back and grabbing Holden’s hair in his sweaty fingers.
“Could fuck you like this forever.” Holden angled his face to the side and kissed Bryce’s wrist, hips still moving at a torturously slow pace. Bryce’s cock had never softened, and it thickened the longer Holden fucked him.
“Can you really come again?”
Holden nodded, eyes hooded.
He did come again, nearly twenty minutes later, both of them sticky and wet and sweaty. Holden reached around and stroked Bryce through another orgasm before he allowed his own, and that one was the end of it. They both collapsed in the mess they’d made of Holden’s bed, chests heaving and eyes closed. Holden’s dick slipped out of Bryce’s ass and a waterfall of cum followed. He was so full of cum, he didn’t even need to push it out. He would eventually, but Holden had made sure there was more than enough for Bryce to experience the fullness and the dirtiness in the way he wanted.
“Holden.”
Holden hummed, reaching up and grabbing Bryce’s hand in his own. He pulled it back and kissed Bryce’s knuckles before letting it fall.