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Every single nerve ending in my body is on fire as Tai thrusts into me. My limbs shake uncontrollably and my chest heaves, laser focused on the slide of his fingers into my slippery, pulsing hole. It's difficult to think beyond the overpowering primal need, and I'm reduced to a whimpering mess.

Everything is tense, and fuck , I'm going to come…

"Not yet," I grit between my teeth, right as he hits that spot inside me that makes me see stars. My body tenses as I clench, fighting against my physical response, and he freezes when he notices my reaction. A single motion, and I'll burst.

I take a steadying breath, and then another.

Tai gasps as I shift, his fingers sliding free as I turn us. Landing on the mattress with a bounce, that silly towel slips loose and leaves him laid out naked like a fucking feast. He groans as I move down his body, drawing his cock into my mouth and moaning at the clean, familiar taste of him.

His sigh sounds relieved, almost serene, as I suck him in, taking as much as I can before my gag reflex triggers. I pull back, licking across his tip as he swells. A dull ache spreads through my lips, the stretch becoming more intense as I take more of him. I push his foreskin back, and his head pops free inside my mouth. My tongue traces along the ridge as he softly moans.

Fingers weave into my hair, raking through the strands as our gazes lock. "You get so much pleasure from satisfying me, don't you, sweet boy?" Tears well in my eyes as I nod, his cock inching closer to the back of my throat and causing me to gag. Unbidden, my hips thrust against the bed, and I groan at the friction against my erection.

Tai clicks his tongue, forcing my attention to him. "Last time you did that, you almost came in your pants. You don't want that to happen again, do you?" I think about this, hard , because I'm so desperate to come that it doesn't sound like a terrible option.

When I fail to answer right away, his light, carefree laugh makes me smile even as I gag on his dick. It all feels so fucking good… the slide of his shaft between my lips, the soft blanket against my cock, and his fingernails scraping against my scalp.

My hips drive forward, and I force my head down, retching as I take him into my throat. Tension coils in every part of my body, and I thrust against the bed as my core pulses in dull, aching throbs.

"Oh, no you don't… come here," he chides, and I gag again as he pulls me off his cock, webs of saliva stretching between us. He tugs on my arms, and I canopy over him, whimpering as the underside of my cock drags over his leg.

His arms wrap around my back and drag me closer until our bodies are flush, slippery with spit. "Have I told you how much I love your neediness?" He nibbles on my ear as he whispers the words. All I can do is whine and thrust my hips, and when my cock slides against his, the sensation charges through my veins like lightning. "Oh, you like that, don't you?"

"Yeah," I manage to say as I rock forward again and nearly combust on the spot.

"My sweet, desperate thing," he murmurs, hooking his legs between mine and knocking them apart until I'm straddling him. He's so small underneath my bulk, but his hands are sure. Confident. One lands on my ass and the other slides between us, circling both of us with his long, slender fingers.

Curses fly out of my lips as I punch my hips forward. "That's amazing." My eyes roll back at the sensation of his cock sliding with mine through the cage of his fingers. "Fuck, that's so good."

I grab his free hand and pin it above his head as I pick up speed, grinding against him so hard the bed thuds into the wall in a rhythm. "That's it," he purrs, placing the soles of his feet on the mattress so he can thrust into me. "You're such a needy boy, using me to get off. That's what you want, isn't it? To fuck me until you can't take it anymore?"

"Yeah." I yank his other hand off our cocks and hold it, too. Pinning him with my weight, I jerk faster as heat builds in my lower back, boiling and ready to ignite. "Please, can I?"

"Oh, my sweet boy, of course you can. Let it go, Connor. I've got you."

My hips thrust, out of control, until a spasm works my entire body as I give a final grind and the pressure breaks, the release so intense I'm convinced my heart stops. My cock pulses between our bodies as my cum sprays over his skin and forms a pool of white on his lower abdomen. Hips jerking, head tucked into his neck, I'm calling out in a chorus of sounds that will probably embarrass me later.

"Good boy," he whispers as I rock through the waves of my orgasm, his cock hard as granite while mine softens. "So good." His fingers run through my hair as I whimper against his neck.

The warmth of my release is slick between us as I shudder, my hips giving one last thrust. As he looks at me, his face is full of raw, unfiltered emotion, and I lunge to pull him into an aggressive, passionate kiss that he moans into.

Drunk on my lust, I let him go and clumsily descend his body, still feeling the lingering effects of that intense orgasm.

Not thinking twice, I drag my tongue over the stripes of white on his belly, holding it there as I take him in my mouth. "Oh, shit!" His hips punch forward, and the thick mix of cum and spit leaks out, dripping down his cock and puddling at the base.

My hands land on his ass and lift, a wet cough exploding out of me even as I help him bury himself deeper. "Fuck, don't hurt yourself," he murmurs, gripping my hair and trying to ease me back. I shake my head and slam down on him, and he curses as his cockhead punches into my throat.

His ass cheeks clench in my grip as he thrusts forward, chanting my name as I choke myself on him. I want to do more, to slip my finger inside him and find that magic button, but I don't even know where to start.

But this?

Gagging myself on his cock?

This I can do.

"You like being used, don't you?" he asks, breathless as our eyes meet again. Tears streak my face, and I retch as I nod, spit flying out of my mouth and raining down his shaft. "Jesus fuck," he moans, thrusting faster. "Jesus… fuck… fuck! " Fingers fist my hair until it burns, every punch of his hips forcing a loud gag from my throat.

Tai drives forward until my lips touch his skin, never taking his eyes from mine. "Is that what you want? For me to make you swallow it?" I whimper as my eyes roll back and I nod, my vision blurring with tears and my face turning red with the struggle to take a deep breath.

Spit stretches from my lips and cheeks to his crotch as he pulls back, and then he's fucking my mouth. It doesn't take long before he gasps and his rhythm falters, and then he releases a long, low moan as he thrusts forward and stills, the muscles along the base of his cock hammering against my lips as he comes down my throat. I cough and gag as he soothes me, rubbing my cheek with a soft touch. "You're doing so fucking good, aren't you? Such a good boy for me." His hand drops to my neck, rubbing up and down. "Swallow all of it for me, okay?"

It takes a few seconds for my muscles to cooperate, but finally, I force myself to swallow and can take a deep breath through my nose after. Tai shudders at the sensation, pulling back but leaving his cock in my mouth as one final stream of cum lands on my tongue.

His whole body slackens as he fills his lungs, then exhales as a serene, satisfied smile spreads over his lips. Palms on my cheeks, he swipes at the dampness on my face and then guides me to the bed.

"Stay here." He kisses me sweetly on my temple before disappearing into the bathroom. He returns a few moments later with a warm cloth and wipes my mouth and face clean before moving to my stomach and groin, careful not to overstimulate.

"Connor, you're shaking." He frowns as he pulls back, eyes assessing. "Are you alright?" My attempt to swallow proves difficult, and I'm suddenly aware of the tremble coursing through my entire body. As I look up at him, uncertain of what to say, his eyes are soft. "Was that too much?"

"N-no, it was amazing," I insist, my voice shaking with my shivers.

"The endorphins are wearing off." Tossing the cloth aside, he works the blankets loose and tucks me underneath them before climbing in beside me, spooning me and wrapping me into his body heat. "You've never done anything like that, have you?"

I shake my head as I absorb his warmth. "I t-told you when we first met, I'm pretty dull."

He laughs, the sound blowing across my ear as he holds me against him. "You're far from dull." Hands skim up and down my arms before squeezing me into a hug, and slowly, the shaking stops. "There, just like that… let it go. Don't try to hold it in, Connor, allow yourself to feel it." Those long fingers trace up the side of my body and then rake through my hair, giving me goosebumps all over again.

Out of nowhere, my lip trembles and tears prick at my eyes. I roll over and tuck into his chest, and his arms are steady as a few drops fall. "Hey, hey… I've got you," he whispers, "I've always got you. Let me watch over you for once." A choked sob leaves my throat, and my mind is sluggish, like the gears are rusted and fighting to spin, grinding and clanking against each other instead of running smoothly.

My entire life, I've been the protector.

I've been the one to guard others, never allowing myself to be the one guarded.

Tai curls around me, the gentle touches never stopping, comforting me as I release all my pent-up tears. Even once I can breathe deeply again, he holds on. "I'm sorry," I finally say, my voice throaty. "I don't know what came over me."

"That was intense, Connor… and it was something completely new. There's nothing to be sorry for." He kisses my temple, then grabs my jaw and tilts me to look at him, peppering kisses across my face. "Our rules apply in the bedroom, too, Connor. No lies and no judgement. If we ever do anything you don't enjoy, you stop me. It doesn't matter how deep into it we are. If you're uncomfortable or overwhelmed, we stop, okay?"

"Okay," I whisper.

"Promise me."

"I promise." Exhaustion washes over me as I pull him into a kiss, my body and mind suddenly heavy and making it a struggle to stay awake.

"Sleep now," he whispers, shifting our bodies until we find a comfortable position, then reaches to switch off the lamp. Darkness engulfs the room, and I'm asleep before his arm finds its way back around me.