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Seth would be the first person to
admit that he was a bottom boy. He loved the feeling of a big man with a big
dick pounding into his ass. There was nothing like it on earth. But every
once in a while, he liked to top. It had nothing to do with feeling manly
and macho, and everything to do with the feeling he had knowing he could
give his lover a lot of pleasure.
"Are you sure about this, Roman?
We can still do it the other way." Roman was as much a top man as Seth was a
bottom man.
Roman pulled his fingers out of
his ass and turned to look at Seth. "Oh, I'm sure." Roman's gaze dropped to
Seth's cock. "I've been wanting a piece of that since I saw it outlined in
your jeans."
Refusing to give up a chance at
Roman's sexy ass, Seth reached over and grabbed the lube Roman had
discarded, popping the top and pouring a good amount onto the palm of his
hand. Holding the bottle in one hand, he lubed his cock up with the other.
He dribbled a little more lube on
his fingers and pressed them into Roman's ass. He needed to make sure Roman
was fully stretched before he fucked him. Seth would never forgive himself
if he hurt Roman.
"Oh fucking hell!" Roman shouted,
his body stiffening up for a moment before he pushed back against the
fingers Seth had in his ass.
Seth grinned. Found it! He started
pushing his fingers in and out of Roman's ass, making sure he raked them
across the small, walnut-shaped gland with each pass. He continued stroking
until Roman's small cries became one continuous moan.
"Hands and knees or on your back?"
Seth asked as he pulled his fingers free.
Roman instantly rolled onto his
back and pulled his knees up to his chest. Seth looked down and hoped drool
wasn't running down his chin. As asses went, Roman's was perfect. Tight,
round, and begging for a cock.
Seth moved up between Roman's
thighs and pressed the head of his cock against the pink puckered hole that
begged for his attention. His body shook as he watched his cock slowly
disappear into Roman's ass.
"Fuck, that’s pretty," Seth
groaned. "Your ass is perfect, baby."
"All yours," Roman panted.
"Yeah." Once he felt his balls
push up against Roman's body, Seth froze, closing his eyes as he tried to
fight for control. "Let me know when I can move."
"Move, damn it," Roman growled.
"Fuck me like you mean it."
Seth grinned and slowly pulled
back until just the head of his cock remained inside Roman's tight grip. He
wrapped his hands around Roman's thighs for leverage then gave the man
everything he had to give.
"Oh, fuck me," Roman cried out as
Seth pounded into his ass. "Harder. Make me feel it."
The sight before Seth was one he
wouldn't forget if he lived to be a hundred. Roman's head was arched back,
his hands pushed against the headboard as Seth rode his ass. A light sheen
of perspiration made Roman's body glow in the soft lamplight. Roman's mouth
was slightly open as he emitted small moans.
He was a gay man's wet dream.
Seth kept up a steady rhythm of
thrusting as he reached down with one hand and grabbed Roman's cock,
stroking him. Roman's body started to tremble. His muscles tightened under
Seth.
The man was close. Seth knew it.
He could feel it.
He could also feel himself
tittering on the edge, but he needed Roman to come before he did. He refused
to be a selfish lover.
"Look at me, baby," he demanded.
"I want to see your face when you come."
Roman lifted his head. His blue
eyes sparkled. His face was flushed and strained. Seth brushed his thumb
over the small slit at the top of Roman's cock, and that seemed to be all
the man needed.
Roman cried out, his muscles
clamped down on Seth so hard, Seth cried out. He gave one more long stroke
to Roman's cock, starting at his balls and ending at the head, before Roman
blew.
Spurts of cream shot out of
Roman's cock and covered his chest and abdomen. The inner muscles cradling
Seth's cock gripped him, massaged him until Seth followed Roman over the
edge.
Seth roared out his pleasure as he
filled Roman's ass. He thrust in again, then again until his body gave out,
and he collapsed on top of Roman. He could feel the wetness of Roman's cum
squish between them as he settled his body over the man's chest.
Pure shock rolled through Seth
when his canines dropped down, and the overwhelming need to sink them into
Roman swept through him. He buried his face in Roman's neck, taking in his
heady scent.
For just a moment, he considered
giving in to his need to bite the man, but then he remembered how crazy life
had gotten for his brother Rowan when he'd been claimed by a vampire without
giving his permission. Oh, granted, it had all worked out in the end, but it
had been kind of hairy there for a while.
Seth didn't want that.
He lifted his head and smiled down
at Roman then reached between them and scooped some of the white cream up
with his hand, holding it up for Roman to see. "You made a mess," he said
before he licked his hand clean.
Roman chuckled. "I'm pretty sure
you had something to do with it."
"Oh, then I guess I should help
you clean it up then, huh?" Seth carefully pulled free of Roman and knelt
over him. He leaned down and licked the cum off Roman's chest.
"Fuck, that’s hot."
Seth's grin grew at the lust he
could see still burning in Roman's eyes. As much as he wanted to go another
round, and maybe feel Roman's cock in his ass this time, he needed to
explain a few things to Roman first.
"What do you know about shifters?"
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