Aftermath by Bailey Bradford (most important books of all time txt) 📗

with the intensity of his orgasm. He flinched as Lee worked a finger into him, expecting pain.

“Relax, you’ll love this as least as much as the rimming.”

He had his doubts about that until Lee’s finger brushed over Darren’s prostate. Darren knew what it was, but after that one horrible experience he hadn’t had the nerve to try to find it himself. Now he wished he had. He could almost weep over losing two years’ worth of such pleasure.

Lee rubbed that spot until Darren’s dick was fully erect then there was more pressure at Darren’s hole.

“Look at that, two fingers inside you, stretching you, and you’re loving it, fucking yourself on them.”

And it felt too good to be embarrassed about. Darren pushed and ground against Lee’s fingers, whining when they slipped from his body.

Lee shushed him softly. “You want more. That pretty little asshole is pink and fluttering, begging to be filled.”

“Lee…” Darren gasped as his ring was stretched wider. It didn’t hurt, exactly. Lee worked his fingers in deeper, bumping Darren’s gland, then it didn’t even come close to being painful. Darren’s hips rocked of their own accord, his butt moving up and down. His dick pulsed and bobbed, slapping against his stomach beneath his naval. Those warning tingles that had failed to alert him last time began at the base of his spine, crawling up its length slowly at first before rocketing up only to come to a halt when Lee pulled his fingers free.

“What…? Why…?” Darren wished he cursed, because he had been so very close to coming, and why had Lee stopped?

As if he knew what Darren was thinking, Lee laughed and gently slapped the inside of Darren’s thigh. “I need to fuck you, and you’re definitely ready.”

“Oh.” Well, that was all right then. Darren watched as Lee picked up the foil package and tore it open. He rolled the condom down his big cock then grabbed the lube and opened it.

“Always use lots of lube. Better too much than not enough,” Lee advised.

Darren figured that was only one of the reasons he and Cody had hurt each other. They hadn’t done more than stick a finger in each other before squirting a dollop of lube onto their dicks. Darren had felt like he was being scraped raw with a sandpaper-covered pipe. It had sucked.

“Roll over, it’ll be easier for you. Knees on the floor and spread them wide.”

“Okay,” Darren stuttered, telling himself it was pretty stupid to feel self-conscious now. Lee had stuck his tongue and fingers in him, had already seen how wanton Darren could be. He rolled over and slid down until he was kneeling on the floor, his chest on the mattress and his butt tilted up.

“Wider,” Lee said, his voice low and rough in contrast to the way he was softly stroking Darren’s hip. “Beautiful.”

Darren wasn’t sure what the best position for his hands or arms was so he settled for stretching them out and grabbing handfuls of the sheets. He closed his eyes and shivered when he heard, then felt, Lee kneeling behind him. He flinched when his butt was caressed, expecting to feel a violent plunge into his body despite Lee’s assurances otherwise.

“I haven’t hurt you yet, and I won’t. Trust me, at least with this, if you can.”

“I do.” He didn’t even have to think about it. Darren took a deep breath and relaxed his body. Lee ran his hands from Darren’s shoulders to his thighs then Darren’s balls were cupped and rolled.

“These fit my palm perfectly.” Lee tugged and Darren moaned. “And I can’t wait to feel this”—he grasped Darren’s cock, squeezed it—“buried in my ass. You have a very nice dick, long and thick, and this vein here, the one I traced with my tongue when I sucked you off, mmm.”

Darren struggled to return the praise that had him flying but something blunt and hard slid between his cheeks, bumping at his hole. Lee’s cock, and it’s— “Oh,” Darren sighed as Lee began pressing in, the fat crown stretching Darren’s pucker. Lee released Darren’s shaft and grabbed his butt cheeks, spreading them open. “That’s so good!”

“It gets better.” Lee’s voice sounded strained as he slowly pushed his cock in, filling Darren in a stroke so perfect he couldn’t imagine it getting better. “God, you’re so tight, you don’t know…how good this feels, the way your ass clenches around my dick, those soft, warm muscles rippling, pulling me in deeper.”

Maybe he didn’t know how it felt to Lee, but Darren was pretty near the stupid stage Lee had promised to screw them both into. Lee slid his cock in another inch then his thighs pressed against the backs of Darren’s.

Then Darren understood exactly what Lee meant about it getting better. Lee swiveled his hips, the base of his cock stretching Darren’s hole while the glans rubbed over Darren’s gland. Electric sparks spread out with each touch, zinging throughout Darren until he thought he’d scream from the sheer pleasure filling him.

Lee began thrusting, long slow strokes that speared Darren so deep he thought he should be able to taste Lee. “Feel good?”

Darren tried twice before he managed to answer. “Yeah, please don’t stop.”

“Not planning on it,” Lee rasped. “But I am fixing to take this up a notch.”

Darren was going to tell him that might just cause everything in his body to short out but Lee began pumping his dick into Darren harder, deeper than before. “Ahh,” was all Darren could get out as he clutched at the sheets, trying to brace himself somehow so he could push back. Darren gave up and moaned when Lee’s balls slapped against his, the sound and sensation stealing his breath.

Lee was panting loudly, his hips slamming against Darren’s butt. He tipped his hips up and saw stars as Lee’s dick once again rubbed Darren’s prostate, albeit this time with more force. Darren’s butt was caressed, his lower back, then all the way to below his shoulders. Lee shifted behind him then Lee