Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“Keep going,” he said through gritted teeth.
“Take a breath.” I put a hand to his chest. Felt it rise with the breath I had asked for. I pushed in a little farther on the exhale.
“Oh fuuuuck, that feels good. Are you in already?”
I looked down, chuckling. “Barely an inch.”
“And how much more is there to go?”
“I’d say a good six.”
Nick’s eyebrows jumped as I went in another inch. “Five now.”
“This New Year’s countdown sure is very different from the one I’m used to,” Nick said, smiling and then gasping as I pushed in deeper. I leaned down, kissing him, chuckling against his lips.
“Wait until the ball drops,” I joked, feeling more comfortable than ever before, sharing this moment with Nick.
With his head in my hands and his lips against mine, I fucked him, sinking my complete size into him. He gasped into my mouth. I licked his lips, opening my eyes, his still shut in pure bliss. I leaned back up so that I could hold his legs in the air.
“That all right?” I asked, looking down, his ass clenched around my cock.
“It stings a little,” he said. “But keep going. It’s getting better.”
I listened, pulling back slowly, almost to the tip. And then I rolled forward again, watching myself disappear in Nick, all the way down to my balls. His velvet hot heat wrapped around me. My vision exploded with multicolored stars. I wanted to be crystalized in this very moment for the rest of my life. I would have been more than happy with that happening.
“Shy, fuck, you’re massive.”
“Am I too big?”
“No, I fucking love it.” Nick’s cock-drunk grin proved he wasn’t lying. “Go harder.”
I rocked my hips forward, sinking balls-deep. Our grunts and groans turned more and more animalistic as I started to fuck him for real, not holding myself back, letting my body drive. His skin slapped against mine, my balls hitting his ass with every thrust. His head rolled from side to side as I fucked him, his moans rising loud enough to wake up Poseidon himself. It pushed me to fuck him even harder.
“Yes, Nick, yes, god your ass feels so fucking good.”
He couldn’t even get the words out to respond, just gargled something past the grunts he was giving me as I pounded into him, taking his virginity, making his toes curl in the air.
Nick started to shake then. Without any warning, his cock blew, a jet of come shooting out, landing with a splat against the headboard. His hole quivered and pulsed around my cock as I continued to fuck the come out of him, more ropes of his sticky seed shooting out and landing across his chest.
“I’m gonna come, Nick.”
“Fuck, do it on me,” he said, completely breathless.
I pulled out of him with a pop. I rolled off the condom and aimed myself onto his chest. The sight of him alone, sweaty and covered in come, was enough to make me explode.
I dropped my head back as I came, unloading everything I had on Nick, feeling my muscles start giving out with every shot of come that mixed with Nick’s.
By the end of it, Nick looked like I had when I dropped the Frosty cake on top of me. I collapsed onto the bed next to him, my body spent, my cock swollen and limp against my belly, still leaking.
We stayed silent for a few moments, collecting ourselves. It felt like I had transcended, like I had reached some sort of secret level in the Game of Life, one there was no coming back from.
“That was, literally, the best sex of my life,” I said, staring up at the white ceiling.
“Really?” Nick asked.
“Yuh.”
“Same for me.” Nick took a deep breath. “Except, I think I’m starting to cement into one piece.”
I looked to my side, laughing as Nick poked at the pool of come on his chest. He lifted his finger and smeared some across my cheek and lips. I gasped in shock before I reached my tongue out and licked some off.
“Let’s get showered,” Nick said, laughing and kissing me, licking the rest of the come off my face.
“Oh, oh, I’m dripping. I’m dripping.” Nick hurried to his balcony door, a hand held underneath him to try and catch any of the drips. I laughed, wondering why he was going to the balcony and not the bathroom. “Come on,” he said, as if reading my mind, “this balcony has an outdoor shower.”
“Are you… seriously? Damn, rich people are spoiled.”
I followed him out to the balcony, and sure enough, a small showerhead was installed in the corner of the huge balcony. The balcony’s white floors transformed into black-and-white tiles under the shower. A half of a wall covered the side that looked out to the ocean, so you could still shower and admire the view without anyone on shore seeing you below the waist. There was a thin curtain tucked to the side which could be pulled out for further privacy. I didn’t care much about it. We were so high up anyway, someone would need binoculars to see what was happening up here.