Adult Excerpt
Precious Love

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"I've got you , baby."

Frankie buried his face in Porter's neck when he heard Charlie chuckle. He knew his face had to be bright red. Most of the time he loved how Porter could toss him around like a rag doll. Most of the time. There were times like this when it was a little disconcerting.

Frankie frowned when Porter dropped to his knees in the large shower stall. The man still had his clothes on. "Porter, what are you—fuck!"

Frankie cried out when Porter leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around the flared head of Frankie’s cock. His lips were great, but his tongue was even better. Porter licked up one side of Frankie's cock and down the other.

Frankie moaned as the man swirled his tongue around his cock before pressing the tip into the slit in the flared head of his shaft. It took all of Frankie's control not to thrust deep into Porter's mouth. The suction on his cock made his toes curl. Porter's mouth tormented Frankie, wringing searing pleasure after pleasure from his hard, aching dick

He pushed his cock to the back of Porter's throat, waiting for his reflexive swallow to squeeze the sensitive tip before retreating and fucking into him again. Frankie groaned as he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of Porter's throat. He winced when he went to grab Porter's head and pain flared up through both wrists.

Porter glared up at him before gently grabbing Frankie's hands and placing them on his head. The man never dropped the cock in his mouth. Frankie carefully rested his hands on Porter's head, holding him in place as he slid slowly in and out of the sweetest mouth on the planet.

“Porter,” Frankie shouted, “don’t stop. Please, don't stop.”

Begging was so acceptable right now.

Something possessive suddenly surged through Frankie as he gazed down and watched his cock slide in and out of the man’s mouth, something unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Pleasure built inside him, pooling in his balls and drawing them tight to his body.

Frankie held Porter's head as he felt his orgasm approach. He pumped his hips towards the man's mouth, and pumping furiously. Frankie shouted as he came, flooding Porter's mouth with his release.

Frankie shuddered when he looked down once he had caught his breath. A wave of possessiveness swept through him at the sight of Porter still kneeling between his legs. His pants were open and he was working his cock in a furious motion.

Porter's hair wasn't long, but there was enough for Frankie to get a small handful. He ignored the pain as he clenched his hand into a fist and then yanked Porter's head back. His lips smothered the question Porter was going to ask.

Frankie yelped as Porter suddenly stood up and pinned him against the shower stall wall.

“Porter?” Frankie asked when he felt a finger rim around his asshole. A slight pressure applied, and then Porter’s finger pushed into him. He panted, wanting to feel more, but needing a minute to adjust, then crying out loudly a moment later when Porter added a second finger and then a third.

He felt so full and wonderful.

Frankie pressed his hands against the shower wall. He heard Porter grunt right before he was flipped around and then lifted up into the air, Porter's larger body pressing him against the shower wall.

"Legs around my waist, precious."

Frankie quickly wrapped his legs around Porter's waist. He reached up and grabbed Porter's shoulders when he felt the blunt head of the man’s cock pushing at his entrance.

Shivers broke out all over Frankie’s body when Porter’s gravelly voice echoed in his ear. "Ride me, baby."

“Porter,” Frankie groaned as he started riding Porter’s cock hard and fast. He lifted his ass higher as he shouted out his pleasure.

Porter gripped Frankie’s ass tightly in his hands and pounded into him. Frankie’s head fell back against the shower wall and loud groans filled the enclosed space. Frankie wasn’t sure if they came from him or from Porter, and he didn’t really care.

The pleasure Porter was giving him was beyond anything he had ever experienced except when he was in this man’s arms. The man’s cock hit Frankie’s sweet spot every time.

Frankie went crazy, crying out as his orgasm ripped through him, pulling his balls so tight to his body as they emptied that Frankie thought they would stay that way permanently.

That seemed to be all Porter was waiting for. He groaned and shoved his cock deep into Frankie’s ass. He stiffened and his cock pulsed out his release, flooding Frankie with cum.

Frankie was in awe of the pleasure clearly displayed on Porter’s face. He couldn’t look away. He doubted there was another soul on the earth that was as sexy as Porter when the man was aroused.

"Guess we both need a shower now."