|
"I
like this position," Kyrinen said carefully. "But I do not top."
Haq
looked confused for a moment and then he started laughing. "Are you saying you
like cock in your ass, tnúth."
"Yes!"
"Not
to worry, tnúth," Haq said as he rolled Kyrinen beneath him. "I don't bottom."
"Fucking perfect."
"You
still have too many clothes on."
Kyrinen grinned and he shed his clothes as fast as his fingers would move.
Within moments, he was lying on the bed on his back, stark ass naked.
"Supplies?"
Kyrinen rolled to the side of the bed and reached into his nightstand for the
bottle of lube and box of condoms he kept there. He was a little embarrassed
that he was handing over a brand new box of condoms and a nearly empty bottle
of lube. He had spent a lot of time alone lately.
"Assume the position, tnúth," Haq said as he squirted lube out on his fingers.
Kyrinen all too eagerly rolled to his hands and knees and presented his ass to
Haq. He was so aroused right then that he was pretty sure a stiff wind would
send him over the edge. The waiting was excruciating.
"This
ass is a work of art, tnúth."
Kyrinen almost squealed when he felt Haq's large hand move along his flank
then up over the curve of his ass. It wasn't exactly what he wanted but he
wasn't complaining. He had Haq's hand on him.
"Oh
gods," Kyrinen shouted, clenching the sheets beneath his hand when he felt
Haq's tongue rake across his ass. He felt Haq's teeth lightly sink into him.
Then Haq's tongue rimmed his aching hole. Kyrinen collapsed. The sensation was
just too much. He'd heard of rimming but he'd never felt it before.
"Get
your ass back up here," Haq growled. "I'm not done with you yet."
Even
Haq's deep growl felt exquisite. Kyrinen's limbs trembled as he climbed back
to his hands and knees and presented his ass to Haq once again. He was so glad
he waxed on a regular basis.
He
felt Haq's tongue lick around his tight opening then felt one lubed finger
sink into his ass. Kyrinen started pushing back against the hard intrusion
before Haq even had time to use his finger.
It
really had been a long time since Kyrinen had had anything in his ass but his
own fingers and a few toys. His last boyfriend was over two years ago, and
they had broke up after two weeks. Since then, Kyrinen had been making do with
himself.
This
was much better.
Kyrinen keened softly when a second finger sank into his ass. Haq had
deliciously large fingers. They were just thick enough to not hurt but leave a
bit of a burn, letting Kyrinen know exactly what they were doing every damn
time they did it.
"Haq!"
Kyrinen cried out when another finger impaled him. The burn was getting bigger
but so was the pleasure.
"That’s it, tnúth, scream out my name," Haq said. "I want to hear your
pleasure."
Kyrinen had no problem with that. Besides the fact that he had been accused of
being a screamer more than once, Haq was ripping the sounds from Kyrinen's
trembling body. Kyrinen's cock was so hard he was afraid it would break, and
his balls were trying to explode.
"Haq,
please," Kyrinen whimpered. He was afraid he was going to come too early, and
wouldn't that be embarrassing. But it was also a very real possibility. He
ached so much he could barely breathe.
"What
do you want, tnúth?" Haq's fingers pulled free of Kyrinen's ass so fast he
barely knew they were gone before he was flipped over onto his back, his legs
shoved up to his chest, and the blunt head of Haq's cock press against his
tight opening. "Is this what my tnúth wants?"
"Yesss!"
Kyrinen hissed as he tried to push down and impale himself on Haq's cock.
Haq
was suddenly leaning over Kyrinen, his lips next to Kyrinen's ear. "Do you
want my cock in your ass, Kyrinen? Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes,"
Kyrinen whimpered.
"I
can't hear you."
"Yes!"
Kyrinen shouted.
"Do
you accept my seed into your body, Kyrinen? Do you give yourself into my
keeping for all time?" Haq asked. "To care for you and see to your safety? To
provide for you and keep you till the end of my days? Do you give into my
keeping all that you are, knowing that you take the same from me?"
"Yes,
Haq!" Kyrinen cried out. Then Haq's actual words sank into his lust fogged
brain and he frowned. "Wait, wha—aahh!" He screamed as Haq rammed forward,
sinking into his ass as far as their bodies would allow.
Kyrinen grabbed onto Haq's arms, panting heavily as the man started moving,
slowly at first then with increasing speed with each thrust. The pressure
building inside of Kyrinen was almost more than he could take. No one had ever
fucked him like Haq was doing.
No one
had ever filled him like Haq was. It felt like the man's cock was getting
thicker, longer, with each thrust. It was pure ecstasy. Haq's cock scrapped
against Kyrinen's sweet spot with every movement, both in and out.
"I'm
gonna—"
Haq
grinned. He grabbed Kyrinen's hips and pulled him up farther. Kyrinen felt
like he was being impaled on a two by four. Haq's cock was becoming so thick,
the man could barely move. Or was that Kyrinen's imagination?
"Haq,
wha—it feels like—oh gods!" Kyrinen cried out when Haq lifted him up until He
straddled the man's thighs. Kyrinen sank down onto Haq's cock, his breath
rushing from his lungs as he realized Haq's cock had grown in size. He was
shocked that something so big fit into his ass.
Haq's
hands grabbed him under his ass and started lifting him then dropping him back
down. Kyrinen's head dropped back on his shoulders and his eyes slid closed as
ecstasy unlike anything he had ever felt before filled every cell in his body.
"So
beautiful, my tnúth."
Kyrinen opened his eyes to see Haw's face right in front of him. "Haq," he
whispered.
"Come
for me, tnúth," Haq whispered. "I want to feel you come on my cock."
Kyrinen kept his eyes locked with Haq's as the mounting pressure in his body
exploded and his entire body went up into flames. He saw Haq's eyes darkened
to a deep glowing sea blue then Haq's arms tightened around him as hot liquid
shot into his ass.
Haq
groaned loudly as he buried his face in Kyrinen's neck. Kyrinen reached up and
stroked his hands through Haq's dark hair and down his sweaty neck. He could
feel Haq's heart beating rapidly against his where their chests pressed
together.
"My
tnúth."
|
