“Needed to practice because I wanted this moment to be perfect.” I tightened my muscles around his cock.
Cory moaned. “It is. God, Mike, you’re so tight.”
I wanted to ask if I was tighter than any girl he’d fucked, but that brought up images of my sister…a definite mood killer. Judging I was ready, I lifted up a few centimetres then slowly sank back down on him.
“Fuck!” Cory exclaimed.
I smiled, elated that I’d both taken all of Cory with relative ease, and that I was bringing him pleasure. “Welcome to the wonderful world of gay sex.”
He helped lift me up by grasping my hips. “I like it.”
“More than with a woman?” Shit, the amazing feelings his dick was generating had turned off my brain-mouth filter.
Cory’s smile increased to full wattage. “Definitely. I’ve got a real connection with you. That makes a difference, too.”
That deserved another kiss. But as Cory had laid back down, I had to lean forward to deliver it. Given Cory’s size, there was no danger of him slipping out.