Page 85 of Breaking Free

With a hand gripping my shoulder, he guides himself in, and thanks to the toy, it’s a faster process to slip past the ring of muscle.

He teases me with slow movements, not giving me all of him right away. His hands rub my ass cheeks before rounding my hips and traveling up my back.

“Fuck me,” I beg.

“You need it, don’t you? You need my cock to make you feel good.”

“Yes,” I pant, not caring how desperate I sound. “I need it. Please.”

“Mm,” he moans. “Say it again.”

“Please, Dominic.”

He lets loose then, gripping my waist firmly, moving in and out with unbridled thrusts. He grunts and pants like an animal, but fuck it turns me on.

“Yes!” I cry out. “Fuck me. Oh God, it feels so good.”

He plants one of his feet on the mattress and it seems to give him the ability to move deeper and harder. His hands move to my shoulders, holding onto me while he pummels inside, making me feel every fucking inch.

“Fuck, Trevor,” he grunts.

I brace myself on my left forearm, taking hold of my cock in my right. “You got me so fucking hard,” I pant.

“Stroke it. Come all over the bed while I come in your ass.”

It’s just a few minutes later when pleasure licks up my spine and my balls draw up tight, every nerve ending in my body tingling with bliss as my orgasm hits and I unleash my load on the comforter.

“Shit!”

My body tightens up, muscles flexing as I come apart, cries of satisfaction leaving my mouth as I try to catch my breath.

“Oh fuck,” Dominic says moments later. “Oh God, yes.”

Hard and deep thrusts turn a little slower as he hits his own peak of ecstasy. He pushes in deep and stays there and I feel his cock throb inside me as he empties himself.

“Yes,” I breathe.

His sweaty forehead touches my back as he nearly collapses on top of me, his body twitching. “Fuck.”

“It’s so good,” I murmur.

“Baby,” he whispers. “My God.”

Dominic

34

On Monday morning,with only a little bit of hesitancy on his part, Trevor and I show up to campus together, hand in hand. A few people glance, but nobody really seems to care. It’s not like we’re the only gay guys at this school, but I know to Trevor, it probably feels like all eyes are on him.

“This is new to me, too,” I tell him.

He makes a face as he looks at me. “Yeah, I’m sure.”

I laugh. “I mean, I’ve never dated anyone, so I’ve never held hands and done this boyfriend thing.”

“Boyfriend thing,” he says with a snort. “Don’t sound so excited.”

I kiss his temple as we approach the quad. “I am excited. I love spending time with you.”