Copping An Attitude (NSFW) Excerpt

Ready to enter his new lover for the first time, Lonnie allowed himself a good look. There wasn’t the slightest chance he would miss out on seeing Parker’s stretched hole as it swallowed up his cock.

Lonnie guided Parker the best he could, but it was tough with only one hand. Parker seemed to sense his dilemma, reaching behind him to feel for the tip of Lonnie’s shaft. The brush of Parker’s fingers on his overly sensitized end did him in. He hissed and let go of Parker completely before grabbing himself at his base and squeezing hard.

“Wait, wait.”

It was disconcerting to be so turned on to someone. With his tricks it had taken what felt like feats of magic to either get it up at all or—God forbid—to come. Parker’s mere existence was all the aphrodisiac Lonnie would ever need.

He exhaled. “Okay, I’m okay. Lower yourself on me.”

God, I’m so pushy.

“Please.”

“No begging necessary, honey.” Parker spoke erratically, panting. “I can’t wait to feel you all the way inside me, giving it to me.”

Parker bore down on Lonnie’s stiff flesh and Lonnie stared in wonder as he breached Parker’s tight ring, the grip and heat unbelievably good. There was resistance at first, but then his snug passage gradually relaxed around Lonnie’s cock. Lonnie ran one hand up Parker’s flat belly, along his ribs then skimmed over his erect nipples. Playing with first one then the other, he teased them, keeping them pointed as Parker moaned and fucked himself on Lonnie’s dick.

But Lonnie had to move. Every time Parker seated himself, Lonnie met him with a strong thrust. He would’ve given almost anything to be able to grasp Parker’s cheeks with both hands and spread them wide as he pounded up into his slick channel. Parker leaned back, arching his spine and Lonnie pinched his taut nubs harder. He nibbled on Parker’s shoulder blades, licked his salty skin, their coupling increasing in its fervor.

Their motion was fluid and Lonnie was struck by how emotional it all was. They weren’t having sex—they were making love. He finally understood.

His balls tightened, but he kept his orgasm at arm’s length, hoping that Parker would be there with him at the same time. He slammed harder into Parker, his cockhead hitting the end of Parker’s insides, skating over his gland with each plunge. Parker’s cries increased in volume as a fine sheen of sweat covered them both. Lonnie lowered his hand to wrap it around Parker’s shaft and that was when Lonnie felt the first glorious pulses of Parker coming around him. Warmth erupted over his fingers and he released, crying out, pumping his hips jerkily until he collapsed against the headboard. The waning spasms in Parker’s channel made him twitch a few times as the last drops of cum were milked out of him.

Parker lay back in his arms, panting heavily. Lonnie kept his one hand flat across Parker’s chest, a sensation of possessiveness washing over him.

He’s mine.

 

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