Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 60851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Dev’s eyes were huge and dark as he nodded. His blown pupils and flushed cheeks betrayed him—and his cock, of course, hard and thick and sticking out proudly.
Ewan let out a whimper as Dev’s fingers slipped free of the grasp of his body, but then Dev’s cock was there, skidding over his hole as Dev tried to line it up.
“Sorry,” he muttered. “It’s not as easy as they make it look in porn, is it?”
Ewan huffed out a laugh, even while his arse ached, clenching desperately on nothing. “Nope.” He lifted his legs a little more to help with the angle, reached down too, and their fingers tangled as they got Dev’s cock in the right position. “There. That’s it…. Yeah.” His words turned into a moan as Dev breached him. Dev’s erection was thicker than his fingers, hot and hard and perfect.
Dev took a sharp intake of breath. His eyes were wide as he stared down at Ewan.
“Good?” Ewan asked.
“Amazing,” Dev replied breathlessly, his lips parted.
Ewan was glad they hadn’t done it doggy-style. He wouldn’t have wanted to miss Dev’s expression of wonder.
Dev tightened his grip on Ewan’s thighs and thrust forward a little more. It was almost too much, but Ewan didn’t want to worry Dev, so he bit down on a hiss of discomfort, knowing it wouldn’t hurt for long. Dev withdrew and thrust in again, and that time he dragged over Ewan’s prostate, so Ewan’s moan was one of pleasure rather than pain.
“Yeah,” Ewan gasped. “Like that. So good.”
“Yeah?” Dev’s hair was messed up by Ewan’s hands, and his smile was wide as he fucked into Ewan again and again, lighting Ewan up and sending bolts of pleasure zinging up his spine.
The bed was creaking with a repetitive thud as it bumped against the wall. Ewan hoped that whoever had the room next to Dev was a heavy sleeper.
He ran his hands over Dev’s torso, feeling the lean muscles flexing under them. “Harder.”
“I won’t last.”
“I don’t care.” And Ewan didn’t care—not much, anyway—because he was close too, and all that mattered was chasing that peak. He needed to come, and just as much as he needed that, he wanted to see Dev come too. He wanted to watch Dev fall apart with his cock inside Ewan, to see Dev’s first time fucking someone. A fierce thrill of possession flared in Ewan’s chest. He took his cock in hand and started to stroke with purpose. “Yeah, come on. Fuck me, Dev. You’re gonna make me come.”
The bed banged against the wall harder as Dev gave it his all. He was slick with sweat, the scent of sex strong between them. Pleasure coiled in Ewan’s balls, gathering momentum. “Oh yeah….”
And right at that moment, there was a furious banging on the wall.
“Shit… Dani.” Dev faltered as though he was going to stop.
Ewan was at the point of no return anyway, and he hoped Dev wasn’t far behind. “No! Don’t stop.” He arched against Dev, squeezing Dev’s cock with his arse and trying to keep the rhythm going.
“Shhhhh!” But Dev carried on fucking him despite the interruption, and Ewan was past caring about how noisy they were being.
A few more pumps with his fist and Ewan was coming, crying out and shooting messily over his hand and stomach. Then Dev came too, his lips clamped shut and his face screwed up with the effort of staying quiet. He finally stilled, with his head hanging down as though he was exhausted. Ewan watched, his heart full and a weird lump in his throat.
Finally, as though waking from a trance, Dev came back to earth. He lifted his head and looked at Ewan.
“Hey.” Ewan grinned. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” Dev blinked at him, as though seeing him for the first time. “Yeah… that was… wow. Sorry I came so quickly. I don’t think I’ll get any points for stamina.”
“I came first,” Ewan pointed out. “And it was your first time.”
A shy smile spread over Dev’s face. “Yeah, that’s true.” Then his forehead furrowed. “Was it okay for you?”
“Dev. You saw me come, right? It was very okay for me.” Ewan reached up and cupped Dev’s jaw, drawing him down for a kiss.
The kiss was sweet, but with a delicious edge of dirty that made Ewan’s arse tighten reflexively around Dev’s cock—which was still pretty hard, considering he’d just come. Dev gasped and jerked back.
“Was that a bit much? Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”
“Here, let me….” Dev carefully pulled out and dealt with the condom, passing Ewan some tissues so he could clean the mess off his stomach.
Ewan felt the loss of contact like a limpet torn from its rock. He wanted to keep touching Dev. His libido had been satisfied, but now he craved Dev in a different way. In a much scarier way. Ewan didn’t remember ever feeling so needy before. The unwelcome memory of the conversation he’d overheard earlier nudged its way into his consciousness, but he ignored it. The last thing he wanted to do was focus on that now. He was enjoying the illusion of closeness and didn’t want to spoil things yet.