Chapter 44

Lindsey lapped up my cum and shared it with me, pumping my tender dick and moaning into my mouth as he rubbed his prick against my inner thigh. “More,” he whispered against my neck as he let go of my cock and pinched my nipples, grabbing my hips to press dick to dick and grind.

God, it was good, so…oh! His fingers touched my hole and I humped his dry digits. Lindsey moved away, grabbing a battered tube of slick from under one of his pillows, then thoroughly prepared me. I leaked constantly, and my cock hardened again, greedily begging for more.

“I haven’t been with anyone in a year,” he murmured, “and that was a hand job.”

“I haven’t in much longer than that.”

“Trust me?” he asked, pegging my prostate as we tried to grind against each other, fingers and legs and angles be damned.

“Shit! That’s not…fair…oh!” I moaned and clamped down on his fingers, willing myself not to come. “Yes, yes, I trust you. We can do the tests on Monday. Fuck me, already.”