Dublin went excruciatingly slow, pressed his slick wide fingers into Gentry’s body one at a time. Gentry arched up off the couch, mouth gaped open and head tilted back when Dublin crooked his fingers and rubbed firmly at his prostate.
"Come on, Dublin, fuck me." Gentry moaned before he bit down on his bottom lip hard to stifle any more noises.
Gentry stiffened again when Dublin withdrew his fingers, but it didn’t last since Dublin leaned up to kiss Gentry. They kissed hard and deep, their tongues tangled together as they ate at each other’s mouths.
“You look so pretty like this, all flushed and eager to be fucked. I haven’t even really had you yet, and I’m already eager to have you again.” Dublin groaned when he finally pulled away. Gentry grinned and felt a little flustered for a moment before he reached down to grab the condom that had slid off of his chest and onto the couch beside him and tossed it at Dublin.
Dublin tore the packet open with his teeth and quickly rolled the condom on before he sat back and lined his cock up with Gentry’s hole. He pressed in slowly, and Gentry felt his own heart thump wildly in his chest. Gentry bore down, clenched his eyes closed, and gritted his teeth as he rode out the burn from where Dublin pressed in until he was fully seated.
When he could finally breathe without a painful hitch Gentry opened his eyes and looked up at Dublin. There was sweat beaded on his forehead, and Gentry could feel the way Dublin trembled with the strain of holding himself still. Gentry gave an experimental push of his hips, pressed his ass down onto Dublin’s cock, and felt pleasure snake up his spine instead of pain, so he did it again. His movements must have been the sign that Dublin was waiting on because he moved in the next second, met Gentry’s downward push with a firm thrust of his own hips that wretched a moan out of both of them.
Gentry reached down and took his cock into his hands. It had flagged a bit from the pain, but he was rapidly growing hard again. Gentry couldn’t help but stroke himself while he watched Dublin fuck into him with his mouth gaped open slightly with pleasure. It wasn’t long before Dublin began to move faster. He gripped at Gentry's hips as he thrust in faster and harder than before, his cock sliding deep into Gentry and lighting him up from the inside. Gentry dug his heels into Dublin's back, urged him to go even faster, and Dublin complied. He pounded into Gentry with a bruising, punishing rhythm as Gentry fucked his own hand.
Gentry was close. He knew it had to be obvious to Dublin. The flush Gentry knew had taken over the majority of his body and the way he dug the fingers of his free hand into the couch cushions, desperate for something to hold onto, gave it away.
"Oh God, Dublin.” Gentry moaned out low and harsh. "Fuck, I'm close. Fuck me!" Gentry arched again, chest heaving as he panted, ready to come at any moment. Dublin fucked into Gentry harder in answer as they both rushed headlong after the pleasure that raced through them.
Suddenly Gentry couldn’t stand it anymore, and he felt his muscles clench down around Dublin and his eyes go wide as he came. He filled his hand and painted his stomach with his own cum, and the pulsing tremors that ran through Gentry were enough to tip Dublin over the edge. Dublin cried out as he came, gripping Gentry's hips hard enough to leave marks as he thrust forward hard one last time and shuddered.
Dublin collapsed on top of Gentry but managed to catch most of his weight on his elbows as he panted into the flushed skin of Gentry’s neck. Neither of them cared about the cum on Gentry’s stomach, smeared sticky and thick between them. They breathed together in harsh pants, both flushed and exhausted but satisfied.
Dublin pulled back enough to give Gentry a surprisingly gentle kiss before he smiled down at him, his face almost boyish with his hair disheveled even worse than before and his cheeks flushed red.
“I hope you know you’re not going to be able to get rid of me now.” Dublin butted their foreheads together playfully.
Gentry couldn’t help but laugh at being able to see a more playful side of Dublin. It felt good, almost better than the sex, to know that he hadn’t imagined the connection between them.
“You say that now, but you haven’t met my family.” It was a meeting he was almost looking forward to for once. Watching Dublin verbally spar with his family was sure to be as amusing as it would probably be alarming.
“If they’re anything like you I’m sure I’ll love them,” Dublin said.
Gentry chuckled as he leaned forward slightly and softly kissed Dublin on the lips again before he then slid his mouth over to peck a kiss against a smattering of freckles. It was a sweet sentiment, but Dublin had no idea what he was in for. Gentry was sure that Dublin would be able to hold his own, unlike the few other people he’d brought home. Plus he knew that once his family found out about how Dublin had tried to take care of him they’d go easy on him.
Still, Gentry would have to remember to thank Grierson for giving him that assignment because from where he was lying it had the potential to be the best thing that ever happened to him.
The End
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