Page 92 of Floored By Love

He must’ve seen my expression, because he added, “Imagining you in there, actually.”

I swapped out my finger for my thumb and added more lube, pistoning in and out. I slicked my dick up with my free hand and tossed the lube to the side. Luke repositioned himself so his knees were on the edge of the bed. His ass was hanging off, just at dick height.

“I’m ready, Cam.”

I pulled my thumb out and lined my dick up with his hole.

Here I was about to check another sexual first off my list - bareback sex - and I had no hesitations. I believed Luke when he said all those things at the hospital. It wasn’t in my nature to be guarded, even after what he’d done. I’d always been a trusting person, and I was still the same despite our rocky past.

Any regrets or second thoughts disappeared the second my dick pushed past his ring and was sucked in the rest of the way. I nestled my balls against his ass, and I couldn’t help but fall forward and squeeze him in my arms. I nibbled his ears a little, too.

“Fuck, Cam. I love having you fill me up.”

I flexed my pelvic muscle, letting my dick arch up inside of him.

“I can feel you moving around in there.”

“Well, you’re about to feel a lot more,” I said, pulling out until I could just see the head, and I slammed it back in.

“Fuck!” Luke’s head flew back.

I was tempted to grab his hair, but I didn’t know how rough he wanted it. Instead, I grabbed both of his hips and started pounding in a steady rhythm.

“I’m not gonna last much longer, Cam.”

“Your ass is so tight. I can feel everything.” It had been a while, but it felt noticeably different. It was a thousand times better, and it wasn’t just that it had been four years. I didn’t feel like the condom was going to slip off with every thrust. It made me more confident. I almost laughed as I noticed his ass jiggled every time I slammed into him. Fuck, what a tight ass.

It was also clear that Luke could take a dick. When he confessed he’d been using toys regularly, I knew I could let go and just fuck. With every pump, I could hear his dick slapping his stomach. Well, it was that, or it was my balls. Or his. I couldn’t tell. Between his moans, the tightness of his asshole, the sweat collecting on my brow, I was losing myself in the moment.

“Harder, Cam. I’m almost there. Cum inside me.” I watched as his hands grabbed the comforter in front of him, bracing himself against the force of my sexual onslaught.

“I’m close, Luke.”

It was time after a few thrusts. I slammed forward when the first spurt hit. My vision always blurred during an orgasm. I loved that feeling. It took me out of my body for a moment, and let me truly absorb the reality of it. Golden-brown and shimmery-with-sweat sex god Luke impaled by a massive-dicked, muscular blonde. Definitely a porn scene I would enjoy.

I must’ve hit the right spot with my thrust because Luke yelled he was cumming a second later. Hands free. I felt his asshole clench around my dick with each ejaculation.

With my next spurts, I slammed into him, slapping my balls against him with the force of each thrust. As my orgasm subsided, I stayed inside of him, unwilling to remove my dick. I wanted the feeling of intimacy to last, so I leaned forward and hugged him into my body.

His spent form had all but collapsed onto the bed, though he perked up a little once my arms encircled his torso, and hummed with happiness. After a bit, I pulled him up with me as I leaned back, my dick still nestled in his plump ass. The warmth and the pressure felt so good. I couldn’t help the moan that fell from my lips as my softened dick finally slipped out.

“That was...intense,” Luke said, turning his head slightly.

I grabbed his chin with my left hand, leaning down to kiss his neck, and ran my other hand through his hair. “Your ass felt incredible. We’re never using condoms again.”

“Is that your way of asking me to go steady with you?” Luke asked.

“Totally. I even got you a card and everything. Wait, didn’t we already cover this? We’re already boyfriends again.”

“I guess I wasn’t sure where we stood on the sex part.”

“Uh...as often as possible and in every position.”

Luke gave me the gift of his laughter and turned to pull me into a full hug. I gave him the best one I could muster.

“We need to shower. I’m making you do the steam breathing again. No complaints,” Luke said, making his way towards the bathroom. “And this needs more water,” he added, after checking the humidifier. “Let’s go. You have a big day tomorrow.”

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