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“I do, huh? Let’s see if I can fuck you as good.”
“Yeah. Let’s see.”
He was violently pushed onto the bed, and he let out a yip of a scream before Indio yanked off his sneakers and grunted, “Hush.”
Sel was on the bed, trying to hold on to the duvet that simply made him slide more while his socks, then pants, were stripped from him. That loving kiss was the last of the tenderness he’d feel that night. Not that he was complaining. The feeling of the biker’s callused hands on his bare legs, sliding up to grab onto his underwear and yank them roughly from him. It was hot as fuck, and he was so hard, he felt like every drop of blood in his body was in his dick.
“Get the shirt off. I want you naked and spread nice and wide for me.”
It was a lot harder to sit up than he’d thought, but he did it and got his shirt off before his hair was grabbed into Indio’s fist, his head bent far back as Indio bent over him to bit at Sel’s lips, licking, then biting again, growling like a big cat prowling the woods.
Indio took the tube and squirted a glob of lube into his palm, spreading it all over his fingers. “Spread them! Fuck! You don’t listen so good for a college boy.”
Sel’s smile spread at the same pace as his legs. “I guess I was overcome by your charms.”
“Shut the fuck up,” he said with a laugh before reaching between Sel’s legs. Playing with Sel’s ass, dipping the fingertip in his hole, Indio stared at him almost hatefully. That was his look, though. Whenever he stared at Sel, there was a hatred there that masked the fear Sel now knew he felt.
It was easier for a man like Indio to chalk things up to hate than to ever admit he was afraid.
Indio’s persistent fingers pushed into him deeply, and Sel sucked in a lungful of air as his eyes closed. He groaned low from the depths of his throat and grabbed onto the duvet again, clutching it like he was holding on for dear life.
Two fingers were stuffed inside him before he adjusted to the first, his legs involuntarily closing until Indio used his free hand to slap them back open again.
Sel’s eyes came open when he felt the sharp slap, laughing before that was cut off with a sob as a third finger made it up his ass.
“Take it, pretty boy. You’re so tough, right?”
“I am,” he rumbled.
“Good. Then you can take a good, hard fucking, right?”
His skin warmed so hot, he sweat, fists tightening at his sides. Just the words alone would have done that, but with the fingers thrusting inside him, it nearly sent him into an orgasm.
Those fingers rammed inside him a few more times, then he took them out and Sel’s sob came out choked. “No. More, please.”
“Give me a minute.”
He took his time, getting on one of those big condoms, and slathering more lube all over it all while his eyes never left Sel’s. That was possibly the sexiest part until then. For some reason, having Indio stroking his cock to apply the lube made Sel pant.
“Ready for me?”
He couldn’t speak! How the fuck was he supposed to speak? All he could manage was to nod in wide circles, then watch as Indio moved over him, crawling between his legs. “Wrap your legs around me and hold on. I’m gonna ride you good and rough.”
Sel’s trembling legs were wrapped around Indio’s hips and waist, looking into the pale green eyes of the man above him, the one holding his cock as he pierced Sel’s ass.
It burned like fire, and then the ache, how bad it was. Sel had never had a guy with a really big dick fucking him. Seven inches was the biggest and Indio was at least nine, and thick, the girth more frightening than the length.
“Go…go slow. Please?”
Indio nodded a little and moved down to kiss him through the pain of sliding a little deeper. Sel let himself be taken away in the kiss. It was soft, sweet, Indio holding his head with one hand while his thumb caressed Sel’s cheek.
With the kiss so tender, it sedated Sel while his lower body was aching from the intrusion of that big cock. He knew he was tightening his grip on Indio with his legs. Tense in one part of his body, dreamily relaxed in the other, it was the perfect mirror of their budding relationship. Indio kept him on the edge of hatred and love, and he felt both each time he looked at the man.
Purely passion, that was everything between them. A relationship built on passion wasn’t supposed to last. Passion didn’t last, or so they said. For some reason, it was exactly how the relationships in his family were made, and they’d lasted longer than anyone would have guessed they would.
When Indio’s lips parted from Sel’s, he moved up enough to let Sel stare into his eyes. For the first time, they looked dark, like they’d suck him into two black holes, getting him lost forever.
“I’m going to start fucking you now. Better tell me to stop now, if you can’t take it.”
