Without considering it much, he put his dick against Laurent’s hole and pushed, carefully watching the lovely features even as pleasure triggered explosions in his head and clouded the edges of his vision.
The tight ring of muscle clamped down on his dick right under the cockhead and this time it was him making an incoherent groan. He thought he knew what to expect, but time must have made him forget just how good it felt to push into that channel of muscle.
Laurent arched his back, and Beast wanted to kiss each beauty spot on the pale skin. Laurent’s head dipped lower between the shoulders and he pushed it against the sleeping bag, just as restless as he was before.
Beast looked down, at his cock halfway buried between the lovely globes of Laurent’s ass, but with Laurent having gone so quiet, he gently slid his hands all the way to Laurent’s buttocks, breathing slowly to distract himself from the mind-numbing sensation around his dick. “Laurent?”
“Y-yes?” came the muffled voice from behind the mass of wavy hair. Laurent’s thighs trembled, and he stirred his hips every now and then, as if teasing Beast’s cock on purpose.
Not being a teenager anymore came with the perk of being able to hold in his excitement that bit longer, but Beast was still on such a high he hardly remembered what exactly he wanted to ask. “You fine?” he whispered in the end, rubbing Laurent’s back in slow circles.
“I’m a… a bit overwhelmed.” Laurent pulled his head up and looked back, his full lips trembling. “But I still want it all. Your hands all over me.” His eyelids were halfway down, which made his eyes barely visible from beneath of the long dark eyelashes. Beast could hardly recall seeing anything sexier than those ‘fuck-me’ eyes.
Beast licked his lips and pushed in, assured that Laurent wasn’t in pain, but this wonderful ass was still so tight that by the time Beast’s pubic bone pressed against the soft buttocks, he was panting so hard ne needed to think of something else for a few seconds, or he’d come before delivering what he‘d promised. “Oh, baby, you feel so damn good. You have no idea,” Beast whispered, smoothing his palms up Laurent’s sides.
His lover’s body was so pliant to touch, so hot and strong despite its size. Beast trailed his hands all the way to Laurent’s chest, pressing them against stiff nipples, then rubbing the puckered flesh slowly until he had Laurent moaning and stirring. Beast’s cock loved every little movement Laurent made, and it felt as though they really had become one.
Laurent held himself up on one elbow, but raised his other hand to entwine his fingers with Beast’s. “You have all of me,” he whispered.
Beast gave a low whimper and leaned over Laurent, covering him with his body, for comfort, for heat, and the closeness that both of them so desperately needed. He pushed his fingers into Laurent’s hair, and used it to turn Laurent’s face toward him, for a deep sensual kiss that sent electricity down his limbs and into his balls. The pressure around his cock was so wonderful he wanted to just ride Laurent all night in that languid rhythm that allowed them both to be free with their touch.
The tapping of water against the tent became steadier now, a white noise to cut them off from anything else in the world as Beast moved back and forth, dragging his cockhead over Laurent’s prostate.
What Beast loved so much about kissing as he pushed his cock in and out at a steady pace was that each of his moves caused a moan, a whimper, a gasp that Beast could directly feel on his mouth. Laurent’s fingers tightened on the sleeping bag every time Beast penetrated him deeply.
As the pace at which Beast thrust his hips quickened, once Laurent even bit Beast’s lip when Beast pulled out only to slam back in all the way to his balls. He loved the way Laurent’s hole fit so snugly around him, as if inviting him to come already and leave all his spunk inside of that gorgeous body.
He could have made the penetration deeper if he simply kneeled behind Laurent, and he wasn’t opposed to doing so in the future, but right now he just wanted to be close. As close as possible, with Laurent’s breath teasing his lips in between kisses, his hair tickling Beast’s flesh, the nimble body moving to the rhythm of Beast’s thrusts, to meet them halfway, so beautifully needy and burning with lust.
Beast bit on Laurent’s ear, pulling on it gently as he moved his fingers down the tense stomach, toward Laurent’s cock, which he could hear slapping against Laurent’s belly over and over. Not knowing how long he’d last, Beast needed to make Laurent come as well, feel his cum drizzle between his own greedy fingers.