The lube made the motion smoother, and as Dex turned his fingers inside Hammer, gently pulling on the muscle, as if he wondered how easily it would stretch, Hammer shut his eyes, focusing on the slow glide against the inner walls of his body. His skin bloomed with heat, which spread from deep in his stomach, boiling his brain and overwhelming him each time the fingers moved, each time he rubbed his own cock. But when Dex moved behind him and kissed Hammer’s shoulder blade, he barely kept himself from moaning.
If someone had told him two weeks ago that he’d be not only fucking Dex, but being fuckedbyhim, he’d have laughed in their face and then punched them for good measure. And yet here he was, allowing this reckless man between his legs.
“Just breathe,Florian…”
Hearing the name caught Hammer by surprise so much that he forgot all about the position he was in. Was the bastard teasing him at a moment like this? “Call me that again and Iwillbe peeling you off. Along with your skin.”
Dex’s raspy snigger was a loud presence between them, but thankfully the horror movie he’d been watching was still on in the background, and in a room with decor featuring floral prints and a chandelier made of plastic crystals, it created a surreal ambience.
As soon as Dex pulled out his fingers, his smooth cockhead poked at Hammer’s entrance. Hammer had no idea how Dex had made him both this relaxed and excited at the same time, but the two entwined inside his body, forming an unbreakable knot.
With a firepit of lust and confusion deep in his gut, Hammer let the moment carry him, and rocked against the unfamiliar presence with one hand on his own dick. His body was overwhelmed with sensation, and at this point, any touch—even just a brush of air created by Dex’s movements—made him shiver with anticipation.
Even though the image in the nearby mirror was of Dex on top of him, lowering himself to Hammer’s back, the flashbacks of the sex they’d had earlier today were so sudden and strong Hammer’s cock throbbed at the memory. And yet in the reality of right now, one thrust of hips later Dex’s cockhead passed the sphincter, pushing into Hammer’s ass for a tight fit.
With a groan of pleasure, Dex kissed his nape and snaked his arm under Hammer to knead his pec.
“Jesus, fuck… I’d die for you, you know that?” Dex uttered, and weirdly enough, while it felt like one of the stupid things one said in sex, Hammer,didknow that. The bruises on Dex’s arm and shoulder were proof of his sincerity.
“I’d rather you didn’t,” Hammer uttered despite focusing on the presence inside. He kind of expected it to hurt, but maybe after the long rimming, his muscles were eager to give in and opened up to the intrusion? Only the head had pushed in so far, but with Dex’s warm breath tickling his nape, he was eager to feel more and stretched, glancing into the mirror. Dex was tense, as if he were keeping himself back, but his hips still hung above Hammer’s, with the dark shaft linking them together.
Overcome by a wave of heat that crashed over him as if he were resting on the shore of the ocean, Hammer lifted his ass, taking in just a bit more.
This heavy, stiff presence inside was so odd, yet there was a part of him that wanted to see how it would feel to have that cock reach deeper, until he could barely move, surrendered to Dex’s lust. He didn’t want Dexdominatinghim, that much was clear to him, but he rather liked seeing that horny bunny losing his mind from arousal.
Dex licked him from shoulder blade to nape as he took Hammer’s movement for a green light and pushed. “So fucking hot…” he mumbled, resting some of his weight on top of Hammer and pawing at his chest as though he wanted to make sure he’d touched every inch of hot skin.
He wasn’t rough or too fast, but once he thrust forward, the hard cock kept going in until his stomach pressed to Hammer’s buttocks, locking the shaft inside. Hammer’s head was pulsing as he licked sweat off his upper lip and stared at their reflection, with Dex’s strong form cradling his sprawled body while Hammer’s muscles twitched, relaxing to accommodate the hard dick.
A pressure had built up within him, like a pinch, but since they kept still, evening out their breaths, it eventually dispersed, leaving Hammer with the sensation of being full. Every bit of him yielded to this new experience, and he licked his lips, looking over the shoulder at his lover’s handsome features.
Dex gave him a blissed-out smile when their eyes met and made a little thrust, as if testing the waters. His freckles disappeared in the flush covering his face and chest , but the fresh scar on his cheek was still there, reminding Hammer of the night they met. Hewas stilla slutty bimbo, but there was no denying that with their usual dynamic flipped on its head, he seemed just as in his element.
“Nowhere else I’d rather be,” he rasped, surprising Hammer when his fingers wrapped over those on Hammer’s cock.
How could he be so damn sexy? In his entire life, Hammer had never met anyone who managed to move him quite like this, and the fact that it wasa man, who happened to currently be buried balls-deep inside Hammer, made him question everything. But whether he was gay or bisexual didn’t matter in the face of Dex’s roguish smirk.
“What are you laughing at?” he teased, breathless, and arched his body, molding it to Dex’s.
Dex took the bait with a silly grin and squeezed his hand over Hammer’s fingers. “Nothing. I’m just happy to be here.” And to make clear where exactly he was happiest, he thrust again, pressing his balls to Hammer’s ass.
The cocky little fuck.
Well, maybe notsolittle.
The stupid jokes made Hammer more at ease. Dex’s easy going nature made this fuck about only pleasure and connection instead of some animalistic fight over relationship hierarchy. But that was how Dex always was—easy to handle, sweet, so very fun to be around.
The thrust glided over a sensitive spot, sending a jolt to Hammer’s balls, so he experimented too, rolling his buttocks against the soft cushion of Dex’s pubes. “Look into the mirror, smartass. You ever wanted to be a porn star? That’s your dry run,” he said with a sheepish grin.
He wanted Dex to see them connected, to get even hotter and hornier. To show Hammer the full package of his skill.
"Hardlydry,” Dex chuckled, but looked mesmerized by what he saw in the mirror. He started moving his hips faster as his smile grew. “You look so hot. I wanna do this in front of a mirror with you on top.”
Hammer relaxed further, put at ease by knowing that Dex didn’t change the way he saw him. There were no expectations attached to Hammer’s submission tonight, and Dex would never stop longing for his dick. A refreshing change after years of living around men who considered taking cock the gravest offense known to manhood.
Hammer had second thoughts about showing Dex the mirror, because his partner could only hold so many thoughts in his head at once, and it seemed that during sex that number got down to one. He rocked his hips, watching their reflection, and got off Hammer to kneel behind him instead of resting on top. Dex grabbed his hips and pulled, before wincing in pain, as if he’d forgotten that one of his arms was still healing. But that changed nothing about the decisive nature of the gesture that ended up with Hammer rising to his knees with the hard shaft still embedded in him.
The new position made him feel more exposed, but then Dex drew his hips away, and his long dick slid out, making Hammer’s ears drum with endless pulsing. How the hell did something so long and thick fit inside him? But there was no time to go into such technicalities, because Dex squeezed the flesh of Hammer’s hip and pushed in to the hilt. A jolt of pleasure made Hammer stagger, and when Dex’s face brightened in a self-satisfied smirk, he knew that the lovable jerk did it on purpose. But that was fine. Hammer could do whatever the fuck he wanted and with whomever he wanted, so he steadied himself, clawing his fingers into the sheet and met Dex’s gaze in the mirror.