“I love how dirty your mouth gets in bed.”
Jay only grunted in response. Landon pushed in a third finger after adding more spit. Jay watched Landon, who stared heatedly at where his fingers entered Jay. He’d never been looked at like that by another person, like he was what they needed rather than just wanted.
Landon stroked Jay’s cock, which had hardened again, even if it was not quite as hard as it had been before. Which was strange, because Jay felt like he had the most raging hard-on he’d ever had. He really got what it meant to be completely turned on.
Landon pulled his fingers out. “Okay.” Landon fitted himself between Jay’s legs, kissing Jay fully on the lips, then diving his tongue into Jay’s mouth. Landon’s tongue was cool from his having been breathing heavily through his mouth. Jay didn’t understand why something so simple sent a thrill through him, but he’d learned at this point, everything about Landon, everything the man did, was erotic to him.
“Okay,” Landon repeated. “As much as I’d love to look in your eyes and be all cheesy and romantic this time, being as it’s your first time bottoming, it’ll be easier this way.” Landon removed the pillow from under Jay and positioned him on his side, one leg up slightly, then Landon spooned him from behind. The snick of a bottle behind Jay made his pulse quicken. He shivered as Landon’s fingers trailed cold, slippery lube between his legs and fingered some in. After removing them, the squishy sound of Landon stroking lube over his cock could be heard.
“Remember, breathe out,” Landon whispered in Jay’s ear.
Jay closed his eyes and did as he was told, the blunt head of Landon’s lubed cock prodding his hole. He wasn’t freaking out, just overwhelmed by his feelings. This was it. He’d realized when he and Landon were together what being one could really feel like, even if that was “cheesy”—as Landon put it. But this…
“Breathe,” Landon whispered. Jay did. And holy shit. He gritted his teeth as Landon’s long, thick cock slid inside him. Definitely bigger than two or three fingers, Jay felt split open.
“Keep breathing.”
Jay realized at that point, he’d been holding his breath, so he let it out and started breathing deeply. That definitely helped. Landon pushed all the way inside, then reached for Jay’s cock, stroking him firmly, keeping him hard with rough, dry, circular strokes over the head. Jay’s body quaked, loosening up. He tested the newfound muscles and willed them to open more. He didn’t let his brain take over. This was about feeling. This was about him and Landon.
This was about being new.
Landon’s mouth teased over Jay’s shoulders and neck; he nibbled behind Jay’s ear. Jay pushed back against Landon’s invading cock.
“Oh yeah,” Landon purred, his tone silly. “That means you’re ready for the big show, baby.”
Jay laughed on a moan as Landon slid out and then slowly back in. “Mother fucker,” Jay groaned.
“Yeah? You like that?”
Boy, howdy, he sure as hell did. Landon used his own knee to push Jay’s up some more, then he wrapped his arm around Jay’s chest and set up a steady fucking. Jay eventually found himself fucking himself on Landon’s cock. Landon stilled him though, placing a hand on Jay’s lower belly, pushing slowly in to the root.
“Let me love you,” Landon panted.