The Crush Revisited (Lincoln Hill) by Lane Shawn

Author:Lane, Shawn [Lane, Shawn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: LGBT, Contemporary
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2013-07-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Brandon reached for the lube and squirted some over his fingers and the palm of his hand. Tim lay beneath him on his back, and Brandon angled himself so that he could slip his slick fingers into his hole to prepare himself for Tim’s cock.

They’d arrived at Brandon’s house less than fifteen minutes ago, and they were already naked in bed and about to fuck. That was what it was, Brandon reminded himself. Just fucking.

“God, you’re sexy like that,” Tim said, his voice hoarse with need. “I can’t wait for my cock to be inside you.”

“Just a little longer,” he promised. Withdrawing his fingers, Brandon tossed aside the lube. He leaned down to place a quick kiss on Tim’s lips. Tim had already sheathed his dick in a rubber. He lowered himself to just above Tim’s erection and stopped.

“Grr. Are you teasing me?” Tim grasped Brandon’s hip bones. “Come on, I need to fuck you.”

Brandon shook his head and smiled. “Not yet. Patience.”

“Don’t have any.”

Funny, Brandon had waited ten years to have sex with Tim.

He pushed himself down on just the tip of Tim’s cock, but as soon as Tim made to go deeper, Brandon lifted up.

“Fuck!”

He laughed. “I told you to have patience.”

Tim narrowed his eyes. “And I told you I want to fuck you now.” He grabbed the base of his cock and thwacked his shaft against the crease of Brandon’s ass.

“Okay. Ready?” Brandon smiled down at him.

“Ha-ha. Not funny.”

Brandon lowered himself once more onto just the head of Tim’s cock. This time the man was having none of it, and holding Brandon tightly, he thrust in past the ring of muscles and balls-deep.

He wanted to protest, to tell Tim he was setting the pace, but the cock lodged in his ass felt far too good to make any complaint feasible.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck me now,” he said instead.

He pushed down as Tim angled up, both of them setting a frantic, animalistic rhythm that had his four-poster bed banging against the wall. Brandon stroked his own dick with one hand while he clung to Tim with the other for fear the man would buck him right off. It was a little like riding one of those mechanical bulls, if it was drilling your ass at the same time.

Brandon clenched his ass muscles tightly, which gained him a hoarse moan from Tim as he thrust in faster, harder, deeper still. He tilted his head back and shoved himself down roughly to meet every powerful thrust. It was crazy; it was incredible. He couldn’t get enough.

“Yes, yes, yes. Harder. Fuck me harder.”

And Tim did, gripping his hip bones so intensely Brandon knew he would pay for it with bruises. But he didn’t care. All he cared about was the cock pounding his ass, brushing his prostate again and again until he could barely breathe with the intensity. The base of his spine tingled, nerve endings firing up his spine all the way to his neck as his release burst unexpectedly too soon; he’d wanted more, and cum covered his stroking hand and splattered onto Tim’s stomach.

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