Unkinked, p.14
Unkinked, page 14
His gasp at the sight was completely involuntary.
Derreck froze with the soap poised above his shin. He turned his head slowly, his eyes going wide when he saw Maddy sitting on the ledge. Maddy flushed, looking off to the curtain as shame swept away his confused arousal. He slid a hand over his groin, shielding himself from Derreck’s eyes.
“You can watch. I don’t mind,” said Derreck, his voice gentler than Maddy had ever heard it. With that, Derreck turned, revealing his front to Maddy as he continued to scrub himself as if there had been no interruption.
His pecs were smooth and defined, with dusky dark nipples that hardened under Maddy’s gaze. He had hardly any chest hair at all, but his groin was covered in thick, dark hair that was in need of a trim. His cock still looked huge surrounded by the hair, so much thicker and longer than Maddy’s. It twitched under his gaze, and he bit his lip to hold back the groan.
“Can I help?” asked Maddy, slowly standing from the ledge. Derreck handed him the soap without a word, and Maddy grasped it in his palm, squeezing hard so it couldn’t escape. It shot out of his hand like a torpedo, smacking against the wall and sliding to the bottom of the tub. “Shit, sorry.”
Leaning down, he had a sudden thought of the teasing phrase ‘don’t drop the soap’, but when he looked over his shoulder Derreck had tilted his head back into the water, his eyes closed like a gentleman.
Grasping the soap again, he brought his hands to Derreck’s body. It was strange touching skin that didn’t belong to him, his hands standing out in stark contrast as he spread bubbles up and down. Derreck was so hard under his fingers, with muscling that Maddy could never dream of possessing.
Derreck flinched when Maddy circled over his nipples. He looked up, biting his lip when Derreck nodded for him to continue.
“I’m going to get hard.” Maddy glanced down at Derreck’s plumping cock. It twitched every time he passed over Derreck’s nipples, like his hands were suddenly electrified.
He lathered each ridge of Derreck’s abs, then lower to the scratchy hair on his groin and to his heavy sac. Holding it in his hand, he felt the weight, trying to keep his surprise off his face. How much cum does Derreck have in there?
With each touch, Derreck filled out, his cock getting longer and thicker until it stood up at a ninety-degree angle from his body. Maddy reached for it, looking up at Derreck as he finally touched the soft skin.
Pulling back the foreskin to expose the head, Maddy lathered the tip, rinsing the suds away a moment later. A white pearl gathered at as he moved it away from the water, the salty sweetness calling to Maddy.
“Fuck.” Derreck let out a shuddering breath as Maddy drew his slippery hand up and down Derreck’s cock, the suds slicking the way to make his movements so much easier. “Fuck, Maddy, that feels so good.”
Maddy’s cock throbbed to the tempo of his heart, getting harder with each noise that Derreck made. It was…interesting to find pleasure when he wasn’t actually touching himself.
Slicking his hands with soap, he moved down to Derreck’s sac, gripping it softly and gliding over the surface. Derreck shuddered under the touch, a low groan coming from his throat.
If that feels good, what about this? Maddy’s mind checked out as he reached back farther, to the place that most gay men, and some straight ones, apparently loved to play with. He’d never had much success with it himself, but he had only tried a few times.
He circled Derreck’s hole once, watching for any sign that Derreck had changed his mind. On the third swipe, he sank the tip of his finger inside. It was so hot and tight, clinging to his finger perfectly as he touched Derreck’s silky walls for the first time. He wanted—no, needed—to go deeper, to where Derreck was warmest.
“Fuck.” Derreck let out a startled shout as Maddy sank his finger all the way to the last knuckle.
Maddy’s eyes went wide, his mouth dropping open as he allowed himself to soak up every sensation. Derreck’s breath was loud in the small shower, his chest rising rapidly as he flung his hand out to slap the shower wall. He had parted his lips when he had shouted, closing his eyes as he tilted his head back under the stream of water.
So, that was what all those guys online had been talking about. It was as fascinating as it was enthralling.
“Does it feel good?” asked Maddy, twisting his finger a bit and gentling his movements when Derreck’s expression tightened. Derreck nodded, letting out a long breath as he spread his legs wider.
“I’ve never… Can you do it to me? I want to feel what it’s like.” Maddy withdrew his finger, turning around and spreading his legs to present himself. “I’ve only had one guy finger me, and I didn’t really like it with him, but you seem to really enjoy it. Maybe it will be different with you.”
“Fuck, Maddy, I can’t do this if you are going to leave again. I can’t watch you walk away every time you get scared.” Derreck leaned back, shutting the water off before pulling the curtain aside. Cold air rushed into the shower, stripping Maddy of his warmth.
“I’m done running, and I want to know what this is,” said Maddy, gesturing between them. “I can’t get you out of my mind, and I don’t understand why. I can’t promise that I’ll be here forever, but I’m here now and I don’t want to leave. You make me feel whole, Derreck.”
Derreck looked at him for a long time, water dripping to the tile floor with each breath. It looked slick, despite the towel soaking up the majority of the puddle. Derreck’s cock hadn’t deflated in the least, but his breathing had slowed as a frown settled on his lips.
“Okay.” Derreck threaded their hands together and led Maddy to the bedroom.
Maddy’s skin prickled into goosebumps as he followed Derreck, his mind and cock thrumming together in anticipation. He was level and focused, even if he had no idea what was going on with his body. He wouldn’t break his promise, no matter what happened in Derreck’s bedroom.
“Can I still use my safewords? Or are they just for when we are at the club? I’m just worried that I might get nervous or something, and I might need to slow down—”
“Maddy,” said Derreck, cupping his chin and moving in close, “you can always use your safewords. You have them for a reason—so you never have to feel uncomfortable or forced. Even if you ask me to stop, I’ll always stop.”
That was amazing. He couldn’t remember the last time someone was so considerate to him or so understanding. He just knew he needed to take it slow.
“Can we lie on the bed?” asked Maddy as the soft mattress called to him. Derreck sat on the edge and Maddy followed a moment later, leaving a few inches between them. The mattress was firmer than he had expected, but the comforter was soft against his skin, despite the cheap perfume of what was likely powdered laundry detergent.
“Lie down, please. I want to play with you.” Maddy flushed, his eyes wide as Derreck tossed the comforter and sheets back before he laid on the bed. His dark hair touched the pillow and Maddy followed, zeroing in on the cock that he couldn’t seem to look away from.
He paused when Derreck’s cock hovered inches from his lips, his own groin close enough to Derreck that he could feel his breath. Letting his eyes fall shut, he focused on the sensation, each breath making him tremble and crave more.
Another mystery solved itself as he let the minutes stretch. Men in comedy or online had always boasted about their endurance, but it finally made sense. Maddy wanted the moment of intimacy to last forever.
“You can tell me to stop, too,” said Maddy, opening his eyes to stare at Derreck’s length. He didn’t know where to begin. Touching him is probably a good start.
“I know,” said Derreck, his voice thick as Maddy traced the head of his damp cock with his fingertips. Derreck’s smooth skin was almost familiar, but he took his time tracing the veins before he wrapped his hand around it, pumping once.
“How does it feel?” asked Maddy.
Derreck didn’t answer. Instead, he wrapped his hand around Maddy’s cock, mirroring Maddy’s movements. Maddy let out a gasp, his toes curling at the sheer overload. It was so different than the times with his own hand when he had tried to get hard, demanding an orgasm from his body that had no plans to respond.
When he trailed his hand down Derreck cock to his heavy sac, Derreck did the same thing on him. He cradled Derreck’s balls in his hand, squeezing until Derreck’s hips twitched and his Dom swore.
Derreck spread his legs as Maddy traveled farther, back to the hole that had him absolutely fascinated. Something thudded against his arm. Lube. He grabbed it, smearing it over his fingers before trailing back to Derreck’s furl. He heard the cap open again, and watched Derreck slick up his own fingers.
Okay, we are doing this. He took a breath.
Pushing inside and feeling Derreck wrap around his finger at the same time his hole parted for Derreck had a groan pushing through his lips. It was equal parts pressure, uncertainty and a feeling a fullness that he vaguely recalled but had never felt so good. He was instantly addicted.
“More,” he said, even as he sank a second finger inside Derreck. He hissed at the echoed intrusion, a sweet ache flaring along his spine that made him grit his teeth. “I feel like this is a bit unfair because your fingers are way bigger than mine.”
“It’s not about size,” said Derreck, letting out a low chuckle as he twisted his hand and oh dear.
Maddy inhaled, his hips jerking as Derreck touched his prostate. His cock jerked once before Maddy was coming unexpectedly with a shout, his toes curling as his body went taut and pleasure burst outward from his groin.
“Keep going,” said Maddy, his voice a strangled scream as Derreck tried to withdraw. His orgasm faded except for the distant tingle in his cock and a smear of cum on his belly and the sheets.
Somehow, Derreck’s fingers were so much bigger than they had been moments before. He braced down on them, wanting to feel every ridge and callus inside as his hole twitched with the aftershocks.
A third finger sank inside, and the ache flared like the sweetest ecstasy. “More, please, Derreck. It feels so good. It’s never felt like this before.”
His cock was already throbbing again. Maybe it was trying to make up for lost time or maybe Derreck had just pushed Maddy’s on button. Derreck was hitting his spot, and Maddy’s cock kept leaking as he collapsed against the bed. He inhaled the scent of earth and Derreck, wishing he could wrap himself in it forever.
“Would you fuck me if I asked?” asked Maddy, belatedly withdrawing from Derreck’s body. He immediately ached to push back inside, maybe with something other than his fingers. But he would probably come before he was even able to get the condom on. Longevity was making more and more sense. Shit. Condoms.
“Are you asking?” Derreck looked at him, his pupils blown wide until the brown was a thin rim in a sea of black. “Having sex isn’t the same as something like this, Maddy. Once I’m inside of you, there’s no going back from that type of intimacy.”
Maddy nodded, licking his lips as Derreck moved, his fingers slipping from Maddy’s ass. Derreck paused when their lips were inches apart, his breath fluttering against Maddy’s mouth.
“I need you to say it,” said Derreck, his dark eyes gazing straight into Maddy’s soul.
Maddy had to prove it somehow. He needed Derreck to know how much he wanted this—wanted them. A ‘yes’ wasn’t good enough, but his mind had blanked. He took a breath, following the tug of his gut and bringing their lips together.
It was sweet but hard at the same time—and so completely unexpected that it made Maddy gasp. It was nothing like holding hands, or even Derreck’s fingers inside him. It was…intimate.
Derreck tasted like toothpaste, but as his mouth opened and their tongues touched for the first time, Maddy was overwhelmed by the rush. He was absolutely terrified, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to pull Derreck closer and take everything.
Bodily fluids were right up there with pocket mints that had hair and fuzz stuck to them. But there he was, sucking on Derreck’s tongue and swallowing him down as their mixed saliva gathered in his mouth. His cock throbbed, hard and leaking, as Derreck pushed him down onto the bed, his larger body hovering over Maddy’s while Derreck claimed his mouth.
There was no question as to who was Dominant. It may have been Maddy’s exploration, but Derreck was still in control, and as unyielding as the blazing sun on a summer’s day. Maddy wouldn’t have had it any other way.
“I’m asking. Please fuck me.” The words slipped out between kisses, and Derreck growled, nipping at his lips until he was sure they would be swollen for days. The hint of pain mixed with pleasure was nearly as perfect as the pain itself. Derreck’s weight held him down, keeping him from bucking off the bed as his hips twitched, seeking out any form of pressure.
The crinkle of foil drew Maddy’s attention, seconds before the cap of the lube bottle clicked open. Derreck leaned back, rolling a condom onto his cock before slathering himself with lube. Maddy’s legs shook against his will as Derreck slid between them and moved back in, capturing his lips in another kiss.
“I’ll go as slow as you need, but I think you want it to hurt,” said Derreck, growling against his lips as he lined himself up against Maddy’s hole, his blunt cock so much wider than three fingers.
Between two stuttering breaths, Derreck pushed inside. He was so thick and blunt that at first it didn’t seem like he would ever be able to breech him. But when Maddy finally relaxed and parted, and his nerves sang to life, he understood what Derreck had meant.
The ache flared along the base of his spine, more exquisite than he had expected and better than any flog or cane. Their breaths mingled until he could scarcely tell where he ended and Derreck began. Derreck was everywhere—his hands, his mouth, his cock—everywhere.
Sceneing was allowing Derreck to take control and see his soul, but sex with his Dom was about giving himself up completely and throwing a part of himself away, hoping that Derreck would catch it and hold it tight and not let it break on jagged rocks.
“Ah, Derreck,” said Maddy, clutching at Derreck’s shoulders as his voice went high. It was so much, the sensation of fullness tipping until it was like nothing he’d felt before. There was agony but it was mixed with pleasure, sending him floating as Derreck settled himself all the way inside. He was going to break. There was no way his body was meant to take something so big, but he reached for Derreck’s ass, sinking his nails in to the firm globes to tug him closer.
Derreck pushed Maddy’s knees to his chest, hooking his legs over his shoulders until he was fully on display. Maddy should have been embarrassed about his exposure, but he let his legs fall wider, arching his back so Derreck could see where they were connected if he chose to look. He was exactly where he wanted and needed to be.
Leaning down to bring their lips together again, Derreck started to thrust, pushing Maddy’s legs wider so their chests touched. Maddy’s hole flared as his rim stretched over Derreck’s cock, every vein pushing him that much wider. Moving slowly, it still burned, the ache intensifying as Derreck shifted so he went deeper.
Maddy cried out, his scream lost to Derreck’s lips as his prostate was struck for the first time. The force of it nearly hurt the sensitive bundle, tears gathering in his eyes as he grabbed Derreck’s sides and held on. Digging his nails into Derreck’s skin, he urged him on—faster, deeper, harder. He didn’t care, as long as it was more.
Derreck let loose, their skin slapping as he pulled Maddy onto his cock with each thrust. He leaned back, and Maddy let out a shout as Derreck went even deeper. How am I not broken? Everything ached, and he was almost there.
With a single touch to his cock, Maddy came, painting Derreck’s chest with his cum. His body clamped down, but Derreck pushed through every defense, slamming himself deep each and every time, and leaning down to capture Maddy’s lips in a brutal kiss.
He longed for air but didn’t dare to pull away—not until Derreck came inside him and claimed him in every way that would ever matter. Carving his nails into Derreck’s back, Maddy arched, trying to get him to go fast and deeper.
His Dom had no problem with giving him everything he wanted, slamming inside until it was nearly unbearable. He was broken and he would never be the same, but there was no turning back.
Derreck’s pace stuttered and he bottomed out one last time, going taut as his breath rushed out of him. Derreck groaned, his eyes closing in bliss as his eyebrows drew together and his mouth dropped open.
Beautiful. Maddy finally saw it for the first time. It was intimacy and trust and pain and pleasure. If Maddy could have, he would have come again.
“Derreck.” He threaded his hands through Derreck’s tight curls, tugging at them gently as Derreck collapsed against his chest, still inside. His heart pounded, thudding against Maddy’s chest in a rhythm that matched his own. “Mmmm, no, stay,” he said as Derreck went to pull out.
“Can’t.” Derreck leaned back, letting Maddy’s legs fall as he gripped the base of the condom and tugged his way out. He was already shrinking, some of his load creeping back up his shaft like it was trying to escape. Derreck tied it, tossing it to the side and hitting the garbage can beside the bed.
“Can I fuck you next time?” asked Maddy, reaching for his hole. He was slick and swollen and ouch really tender.
“Fuck, kid, let me catch my breath first.” Derreck collapsed back onto the pillows with a smile on his lips. They both had to be thinking the same thing.
Next time.
Chapter Twelve
Derreck
Maddy was on his chest, his breathing even and deep now that their bellies were full and they’d had a second round. Derreck had offered up his ass, like a gentleman, but Maddy had pushed Derreck down to the bed, sliding a condom onto his cock before sinking down and riding him like a legitimate cowboy. The thought of bucking him off hadn’t crossed Derreck’s mind.
