“Cam, please,” Ford managed to say on a strangled moan, then he was fucking my hand. His whole body was shaking as he frantically began thrusting against me. On the one hand, I wanted to get him off right away, but there was a little warning light going off in my head that was telling me to take everything I could get.
“Hang on, baby,” I murmured as I kissed Ford softly and released his dick long enough so I could unbuckle my belt. He’d become so incoherent with lust that he was having trouble kissing me back. His eyes were glazed over, but I could see the fear in them too. It was that fear that managed to get through my own haze of need. I carefully dropped my gun belt to the ground and then pulled my shirt off so I could at least get skin to skin with Ford. I pressed my body against his.
“Do you want this, Ford?” I asked as I put my arms around him.
“I need it, Cam. I need it so fucking bad,” he responded. “It’s… it hurts.”
“Just breathe, baby. Let’s slow things down a little.”
Ford shook his head frantically. “No, please, don’t stop. Please, Cam, I’m begging you.”
His hands were all over me and he was desperately trying to grind his dick against mine. I moved down to grab his shaft again when he reached between us and caught my fingers. He was gasping for air as he maneuvered our joined hands to my own cock. He began rubbing my hand against my dick.
It was my hand, but he was back in control.
I leaned down and stole into Ford’s mouth as I palmed my erection. Ford’s fingers were fumbling with the button of my jeans, then the zipper. I moaned into his mouth when his hand knocked mine away and dipped into my pants. I registered the hesitation and inexperience in the way he touched my dick, but my body didn’t care in the least. Every pass of his tentative fingers over my shaft and eventually my balls had me devouring his mouth more and more. Fire burned within me and I finally understood what he’d been talking about.
It did hurt.
The need was so profound it bordered on painful.
I used my hands to push my pants down, exposing my cock to Ford’s seeking hand. Then my hand was back on his dick and we stroked each other in tandem as we kissed. Ford released me so he could wrap his arms around my body, then he was turning us so my back was against the wall. I could feel something cool and wet against my skin and realized what it was.
Wet paint.
I didn’t care even one fucking bit.
Ford began pumping his hips into mine, rubbing our dicks together. I closed my hands over his pert ass and reveled at the muscles there as he drove into me.
“Cam,” he cried.
I nodded. “I know,” I whispered.
It wasn’t enough. Yes, we could have gotten each other off that way, but it just wasn’t enough.
“Has anyone ever fucked you before?” I ground out.
Ford’s cheek was pressed to mine. He was panting so hard I was sure he wouldn’t be able to answer.
He did, but not with words. He shook his head.
“Have you ever fucked a guy before?”
Another shake of his head.
Fuck. The idea of this being Ford’s first time with a man had me slowing down a little. I wanted inside his tight body so fucking bad I could taste it. But no way in hell would I take him for the first time on a cold floor or up against a wall.
“Cam, I want to fuck you so bad,” Ford said against my ear, then he was biting down on the sensitive lobe. “I need to feel you… to be surrounded by you.”
I’d bottomed plenty of times… for Carter I’d only bottomed because he’d refused to do anything but top. But the idea of Ford pushing into me, of filling me up with his thick dick…
“Yes,” I ground out. My fingers shook as I searched my pants pocket for my wallet. I somehow managed to find a condom and packet of lube while keeping my mouth on Ford’s. He whimpered and moaned as I got the condom on him and slicked him up with some lube. But when I pushed my pants down to my knees and began preparing my own body, Ford turned me around so my face was to the wall. I could feel his eyes on me as I probed my own hole with my finger. The idea of him watching me sent me to a whole new level.
“Do it now,” I demanded as I pulled my finger free and reached for his hip.
Ford let out a little gasp and then he was pressing his body against mine. The tip of his sheathed cock bumped against my ass a few times before it slipped between my crease. I knew I hadn’t prepared myself enough, but I didn’t give a shit.