NICK I pull my fingers free, grab a condom and roll it on. Slick myself with more lube, then line up. The head of my cock presses against his entrance and we both hold our breath. I push in slowly. So tight. So hot. Even prepared, he's a vice around me. "Breathe," I tell him. "Relax for me." He does, and I sink deeper. Inch by inch until I'm buried to the hilt, my hips flush against his ass. "Fuck," I groan. "So perfect. You feel so fucking perfect." "Move," he demands, legs wrapping around my waist. "Please, Nick, I need—" I pull back and thrust in hard. He cries out, nails raking down my back. I set a rhythm—slow deep strokes that make him whimper, then harder, faster, until the bed is creaking and his moans are getting louder. "That's it," I growl. "Take it. Take everything I give you." "Yes, yes, fuck—" He's incoherent now, just broken sounds and my name. I change the angle slightly, hit his prostate dead-on. He nearly screams. "Quiet," I remind him, even though there
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