Chapter 17

Kendry

Zale picked me up, just the way I always liked, his hands cupping my ass. I flexed my muscles down there to tease him.

He nuzzled my hair and called me sweet, then lay me across the bed. I spread my legs.

His face got all full of wonder and love. After a difficult evening, he was finally relaxing. I watched him grab lube from the bedside drawer. Then he joined me. Extra towels sat in a stack under the lamp. We always had extras.

"Protection or not?"

"I get PrEP."

"Me, too."

Zale loomed over me, his hard cock dangling. He pressed himself against me and kissed me for a long time. He was so big and beautiful I felt engulfed in him. I craved him.

He moved down my body and kissed me everywhere, starting with my chin and moving to my neck and chest. He licked each nipple, kissed and licked my sternum, my stomach, my belly button.

When he reached my cock, it was sticking straight up, arching toward my abdomen. He licked the underside all up and down, making me sigh and moan, then sucked the tip. But he didn't linger there. He moved down even more.

When I felt my balls taken into his warm mouth, I cried out. He pushed my legs up, my knees bent, and rocked me back. Spreading my cheeks, he stared at me for a moment. I knew what he was about to do. I'd only ever had someone do that to me one time. I'd been too nervous to enjoy it.

The first touch of his tongue was on my taint. Warm and smooth. Lapping. He moved further down, and the wet heat hit the target. He licked around my hole and then into it.

I squealed and squirmed. It was so good. At first I was a little nervous. I'd had a thorough shower before going to the club, but I worried. Was I okay down there? It seemed the answer was yes, because Zale didn't stop kissing and licking, making me very wet. So wet, in fact, that without lube he worked one finger into me, and it went in like I was soft dough.

He moved it in and out. All I could think was I wanted more. I had bottomed only a few times in my past, with both bad and good results.

Finally, Zale pulled back. "You're like honey, honey." He grinned, lips wet. He grabbed the lube and poured a generous amount in his palm.

I giggled. He was the most wonderful person ever.

When his slippery hands touched me, I entered a kind of dream state. He massaged me down there with expert fingers, pressing my hole gently, hooking it and stretching it, letting his fingers slip in and out. It sent me flying. The moon was my goal.

"Okay?"

I nodded.

He kept checking in with me. I liked that. I wanted his attention. I wanted this to last.

The room became a blurred background, fading. Nothing but Zale's attentiveness to me mattered.

I held my thighs back with my own hands to make myself more open. Zale felt up my thighs and my cheeks, plumping them with oiled grasps, then touching my hole again, pushing inside with two fingers, stretching it.

Aside from how good it all felt, I appreciated his care. He was rather large. I anticipated a little pain. For him I wanted to be as wide open as possible to make this as amazing for him as it was for me.

His fingers slid in and out. I couldn't be sure, but I thought now there were three.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"I feel so ready for you. I want you. I want to go to the moon."

"I thought it was over the moon."

"That, too."

He chuckled. "I'll do my best, honey."

I lifted my hips.

Zale sat back, looking at me. "You're the most beautiful person. The best, Kendry."

I basked in his praise. It felt like the entire world turned over at that point. Became a new planet. Reformed.

Zale's breaths grew louder, deeper. I felt the press of something warm and blunt. I wanted it. I forced myself to relax and let him in. He leaned in close, watching my face. I could only nod as I held my breath.

He pushed gently. The resistance was automatic. Not my fault.

"Harder," I grunted.

His eyes locked with mine and he tried again. This time the tip went in. My body released its tension to feel him. It was amazing.

"Keep going." I struggled to get the words out.

"Relax. Still. Gently, gently."

He was so kind I thought I'd lose my mind. It was everything I'd ever wanted. He pushed again and my eyes rolled up.

"Damn, you're tight."

More praise. More inches.

"Okay?"

"Yes. More please." I bucked up.

As I made my move, Zale thrust forward. For a moment, I was dazed, and my body froze. My mind whirled. I was lifted up even higher with nothing to push against. It was Zale's strength all the way, his hands on my hips, his cock in my hole. When my ass slammed down I was fully impaled.

I cried out unintelligible words.

He leaned closer to my face. "You are so hot."

"I feel it all the way in!" I screamed.

"Beautiful."

We both existed in our shared dream, settling our bodies, getting ourselves ready.

I was more than ready. I pleaded, "Please, move."

Zale squeezed my hips and pulled back, not quite all the way out. The slide left me wanting more.

"In," I cried. "In!"

He canted his hips and leaned in, sliding home. I never felt any pain. My body accepted him as if it was meant to be. He went slowly at first, then sped up. It took no effort on my part to find my pleasure. It was already cresting, soaring, my vision going white.

In the distance, Zale made noises like I'd never heard before. Happy noises. Pleasure noises. He held my legs back and open. They bounced in the air overhead as he fucked me faster and faster.

My cock bobbed between us, dripping and ready. I wanted more. I reached out and grabbed it, milking up.

Zale pulled my legs up by the calves until they were nearly straight overhead. I helped, locking my knees, making a "V." My ass was splayed open, lifting up off the mattress with every new thrust.

Never had I felt so taken, so possessed. Zale was hitting that sweet spot inside me just right. My cock throbbed. Not a full orgasm, but I felt the liquid running down the sides. It sent my rocket ship way out to the stars.

Yep. Over the moon was where I was headed.

Zale's voice heaved above me, backed by the ringing of the cosmos. "I'm not going to be able to hold back."

"Yes! Fill me up all the way. I want to feel it all."

The fucking was wrinkling the sheets, bouncing the bed. I loved every moment.

I tugged again on my cock, faster now.

"Close. Almost!" I squealed.

"Right there with you," Zale yelled.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Zale pulled out all the way, then jammed into me. I saw the stars. And then, the moon.