“Absolutely,” he said, and stripped quickly for me. After a few moments he was naked from head to toe, and immediately I grabbed hold of his hips, pulling him toward me, and pressed my lips to his in a deep kiss. My hands traveled over his body as I kissed into him, down his shoulders, arms, hips, and back to squeeze his ass. I trailed my finger along the cleft of his ass, teasing him lightly as I could, until finally he arched his neck back and moaned.
I brought my lips close to his ear. “Will you do something for me?” I murmured.
“Anything,” he said, his voice coming out hoarse.
“Put your hands up against the wall,” I said, gesturing to the side. “Bent over a little for me.”
He nodded, swallowing hard and gazing at me. He moved over to the wall, pressing his hands flat against it, bent over slightly just as I had said. He waited there for me, beautiful and ready.
“Legs apart,” I said, and he moved them outward slightly, spreading for me.
I moved over behind him, and lightly brought my hands to his upper back, sweeping down across his back to land at his hips. I pressed my lips to the back of his neck and he moaned slightly as I began to kiss down his spine, sometimes keeping my kisses light and brief, and other times lavishing attention and pressing my tongue to him.
I dropped down to my knees as I worked lower, until I was kissing at the cheeks of his ass, gripping him firmly at his sides. I gently spread open his cheeks.
“I love you so fucking much, baby,” I said, before laying a stripe across his hole with my tongue, slicking him.
“Ohhh my God,” he called out, knees buckling just slightly as he felt my tongue on him. “Jesus Christ I love you, Dash.”
I continued, gently tonguing him at first, and then working up the pressure, spurred on by the intensity of his moans. Eric was always vocal, but he loved it when I did this—and that only made me want to do it more.
After a few minutes his babbling got more forceful. “Dash—fuck—I need you,” he said, his voice urgent.
“I’m right here,” I said, pulling back and kissing against his thigh. “I’ve got you.”
“No, like, I need you to fuck me,” he said, turning back and casting a half-lidded gaze on me. He turned slightly, showing me his cock, which was incredibly hard and sported so much clear precum that it was dripping to the floor.
I chuckled low under my breath. “Oh my God that is so hot,” I said, taking a finger and lightly tracing it through, slicking the tip of his twitching cock. “Wow. Don’t move,” I said, getting up and quickly retrieving lube from our drawer.
I returned to where he was on the wall, taking a moment just to acknowledge how beautiful he looked, bent over and waiting, teased open for me.
I slid off my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled them down just far enough to free my cock. I was hard—had been hard basically ever since getting back to the house with Eric—but I didn’t have time to deal with getting out of my clothes. I needed him now. And there was something exhilarating about this, me still in my fancy clothes, him stripped naked because I’d told him to.
I worked lube onto my hand and pressed two fingers slowly into Eric, already relaxed and ready from my tongue.
“Oh fuck yes,” he uttered, pressing back against me.
“You’re so tight,” I said, inching further and further into him until my fingers were buried inside. He started to buck gently against me as I worked, squeezing around me, and I laid my lips against his neck, kissing against him.
“I’m ready,” he said after a couple minutes, “Please fuck me?”
“Absolutely,” I said, easing my fingers out. I slicked my cock with lube, already relentlessly hard and aching for him.
And then I pressed up behind him, burying the tip of my cock between his cheeks, pushing up against him. I pressed into the tight ring of muscle and he groaned low, murmuring a God yes into the wall. My hands were tight against his hips as I slowly slid inside, feeling him tight around my cock and trying as hard as I could not to press in too fast.
But before long he was the one pressing back against me—sliding back onto my cock. I stilled my hips for a moment, just looking down to watch his ass slide over me, back and forth, using my cock entirely for his pleasure.
“God, baby, you feel so fucking good,” I said, sliding forward a little forcefully and thrusting deep inside him. I pressed the length of my body up against his, pinning my hands to the wall next to his. My mouth was against his shoulder, chest was pressed to his back, and cock deep inside him.
I reached my hand around to his front, ghosting up his thigh and then circling around his cock. I gripped my fist around him and began to stroke, in time with my thrusts. I was coming dangerously close and by the sound of it, he was too.
“Oh God, Dash, if you keep doing that I’m gonna come.”
“I know,” I murmured, nipping at his shoulder. “I want you to come for me.”
He turned his head to the side so I could see him, and I lifted my head up so that I could meet him in a kiss, wet and greedy. He began to moan into my mouth and I knew he was close, and I pulled back slightly, looking at him.
“Come in my hand, Eric,” I said, and he groaned as he looked in my eyes before his eyelids squeezed shut. I quickened my pace against his cock and he tensed up, coming warm and wet against my hand and the wall in front of him. Feeling him squeeze around me tipped me over the edge, and a moment later I was coming too, losing control completely as I buried my cock inside the man I loved.
I reached my free hand around to lay against his chest, feeling his heavy breaths. We stood there for a moment, my cock still inside of him, as we slowly came back to reality.
“Holy shit, that was so good,” he said, leaning backward slightly.
“I know,” I said, pressing a small kiss against his shoulder.
I slid out of him, and couldn’t help but smile as I hurried over to the bathroom, getting us a washcloth.
I cleaned up—myself, him, and the wall—and then carefully took off the rest of my fancy clothes. As I laid them in a pile at the foot of the bed, Eric smiled at me.
“You’re definitely gonna need to dry clean those,” he said.
I puffed out a laugh. “Get over here.”
He padded over to the bed and we both laid down on our backs, on top of the sheets.
“What did I ever do to deserve you?” Eric said, rolling over onto his side and running a hand through my hair.
“I could ask you the same thing.”
“Hey Dash?” Eric said.
“Yeah?” I replied, turning over to face him, unable to hide my smile.
“What did the ice cream say to the popsicle?”
I laughed, and then sighed. “What?”
“You’re so cool.”
I snorted. “Is that even a joke? It totally isn’t. That might be the worst one you’ve ever said, actually,” I said, laughing despite myself.
“Gimmie a break,” he groaned, grinning. “I just got fucked, my brain isn’t firing on all cylinders.”
“Fine, fine. You get a free pass because you’re so lovely. And because I just came inside you.”
He paused, then spoke. “What did the raspberry say to the olive?”
“What?” I said, playing along.
“Olive you berry much.”
“So cheesy. So, so cheesy.”
“I know. You love it.”
I sighed, smiling at him. “I really do.”
“Do you think you can put up with my jokes for a long time, Dash?” he said, suddenly becoming earnest, reaching to grip my hand in his.
I paused, stroking a hand through his hair, looking in his eyes. “I think I could put up with your jokes for the rest of my life, Eric.”
His lips parted a little, eyebrows rising. “Oh God,” he whispered. “I love you, Dash.”
“I love you too, Eric.”
I pulled him in close to me, draping my arms over his body. I had meant what I said�
�I couldn’t imagine a life without Eric, now. And I didn’t want to. Out of everyone, he had chosen me, and no one had ever known me better.
I kissed against his hair, tucking him in close to my chest, and I knew that the adventure of my life with Eric had just begun.
The End
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