Birthday Present

As soon as I felt (Y/N)’s tight hole around my finger, my dick turned to steel in my hand, and I had to pause to regain focus. I didn’t want to rush, I needed to be careful… “It’s ok, Andy, you can go faster-”

“Ummm, fuck, sorry. I, you’re really warm, and, uh, snug, (Y/N), I wasn’t… I don’t know what I was expecting, shit. I don’t want to get carried away, um, go too fast, sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing…” I turned pink and gently stuck my finger in a little further, watching (Y/N)’s face as he bit his lip. I wasn’t getting the reaction I wanted, I could tell by his face that maybe it felt ok, but there was no way I was hitting (Y/N)’s prostate. Shit.

Fuck it. I stopped stroking myself and bought myself more time to figure out this prostate thing by stroking (Y/N)’s cock as I cautiously fingered his taut little hole. I honestly had no idea how I was going to fit my dick in it, his butt was seriously going to need considerable sweet-talking first.

“Andy, make a motion a little like, ‘come here.’” I tried it, and immediately, I felt (Y/N)’s thighs start to curl around me as he moaned. “More fingers, Andy, shit!”

Excited, I edged the condom out, slipping another finger in, then re-applying lubricant. I eased them into (Y/N), feeling him relax around me, so hot, groaning, his cock twitching. “Faster, fuck!” I started pumping faster than I had been, curving my finger to get (Y/N)’s prostate, and he started to bounce himself onto my hand. I wanted to get him off so badly, I wanted to make him feel that penis-lightning too.

“Andy, put a rubber on, do it now, ok? I want you, I want you so badly, shit!” (Y/N) was panting. “Just, it’s anal, so you need to go slower right at first, ok? Right?”

I nodded. I was beyond words now. I wanted my cock in his ass so badly I could hardly see to get the other rubber on as tossed the condom from my fingers, then I tore the package for the other condom, pinched the tip, and rolled it down over myself. I accidentally squirted lube all over the sheets as I slathered it everywhere, all over his small hole, my target. I fingered him with my bare fingers, sliding them in and out, curling them just slightly, wanting (Y/N) completely relaxed and ready for me.

I spread his legs, pushing his thighs up, shifted his hips to the perfect angle. Yes, open for me, you pretty, pretty man. I pressed the tip of my cock against his entrance, and looked (Y/N) in the eye. He smiled, and I gave his hand a squeeze before gently pressing just the head in.

Fuck! (Y/N) was really tight, but he relaxed quickly, accepting me, pushing up onto me. I couldn’t help but groan, and we both held still for a moment, letting him passively relax. (Y/N) surprised me by pushing his hips up, encouraging me in further. “God, you are really fucking tight, dude!” It was insane, I felt his sphincter gripping my cock like a cock ring, his passage like a glove. It was so hard not to plow into him, every nerve was telling me-

(Y/N) startled me again by shifting his hips, starting a slow rhythm. I bent over him and captured his elegant face for a hot kiss that made my dick stiffen even further in his hot little ass. I really liked the way he kissed, he had pouty lips, I could still taste myself on them.

“(Y/n), help me find your prostate, I want to get you off. Shit, you feel so fucking good.” I thrust a few more times, getting carried away. “Shit, I don’t know how long I can last before I bust, dude.”

(Y/n) started to protest, but I cut him off. “When I said beg for seconds, I didn’t mean because you weren’t satisfied, asshole.” I thrust extra hard after that, aiming a little high, making (Y/N) moan like a motherfucker.

“There! Fuck! Andy! Uhh-uhhh-uhhh….” Yes! I’d found it! I started pumping (Y/N)’s cock with the hand I wasn’t using to support myself, and I saw it was starting to leak a white fluid. It turned me on even more to see him so incapacitated as I pleasured him, milking his prostate, cock hard as stone.

“You’ve got.. mmmph… a fucking tight… uugh… little hole,” I was starting to grunt with each thrust, more precum came out of his dick each time I pounded him, and he would let out lusty moans, clinging to me. (Y/N) started to tremble, his cock twitching in my hand as I pumped it. He couldn’t even speak, he was a moaning mess. A mess for me. “You feel amazing… uhhn… hot and tight, shit! Mmmph… I’m going to… mmmph… shoot my… ugh… load in your… uhn… ass then lick yours… mnph… off your stomach, (Y/N)!”

I was in a filthy mood, I liked the way (Y/N) looked underneath me, I liked the way it felt, balls-deep inside of him. I liked seeing precum flowing out his cock like Niagara Falls. But any second I was going to bust, and no way I was going to pop off without (Y/N) going first. I braced myself and started plowing (Y/N) like Armageddon was nigh. “You fucking cum for me, dammit! You show me how well I’m fucking you and blow your wad right now motherfucker!”

(Y/N)’s legs around me tensed, and he let out a moan so perfect in pitch, I felt right at the cusp. Just as I feared I wouldn’t be able to hold back any more, I saw a stream of semen shoot out in spurts all over (Y/N)’s chest.

Yes! A few more victory thrusts as (Y/N) spurted onto his stomach and my hand, and then I came, growling and laughing victoriously like a drunken moron. I filled the condom, then bent and kissed (Y/N), who was disoriented and confused, but seemed glad I was so happy. I was the butt-sex master!

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