Devlin and Garrick Cameron Dane (rainbow fish read aloud .TXT) 📖

into his voice. “I’m so ready you could drive a truck straight up my ass and I would bend over and push back until it was in to the rear bumper.”

His gaze softening, Devlin pressed his lips to the side of Garrick’s head. “That’s quite the image.”

Everything inside Garrick screamed for Devlin to consume him completely. “I’m just that horny for you.” He nuzzled into Devlin’s face until their mouths touched again. “Take me, beautiful.” He whispered the plea. “Please.”

“Shh ... shh.” Devlin replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, kissing the excited nerves surrounding Garrick’s bud with the tip. He wound an arm around Garrick’s waist, held him steady, and burned a brand right into Garrick’s soul with the intensity in his stare. “Now.” Devlin latched his mouth to Garrick’s just as he surged forward and Garrick shoved backward, straight into Devlin’s cock, and made them one. Garrick shouted, his voice stripped bare as Devlin took him in one driving thrust all the way to the root.

Oh, Jesus. Skin on skin. This is what it feels like to trust someone in every way.

Devlin immediately stopped; he shoved Garrick’s hair out of his face. “Are you okay?” The man’s cock throbbed with its own heartbeat in Garrick’s ass, Garrick could fucking feel it, but Devlin gritted his teeth and didn’t move. “Do you need a minute?”

Garrick reached down and covered Devlin’s hand on his stomach. “Don’t stop.” He didn’t break their gaze as he eased forward, nearly separating them, and then pushed his ass back into Devlin’s invasion, demanding friction again. “Please don’t ever fucking stop.”

Devlin remained still for a heartbeat, his eyes on Garrick. But it was then as if he found the permission Garrick had already told him he had, and he slammed into Garrick again, taking his mouth and ass in one rough shot. He covered Garrick like one animal does to another and pummeled Garrick’s channel with fast, shallow hits. He bit at Garrick’s lips and then down his cheek to his shoulder, sinking his teeth into skin as he attacked Garrick’s tight ass with the sweetest kind of pain. It was everything Garrick begged for and craved, and he thrust himself back to accept each deep piercing from Devlin’s long cock.

Soon Devlin put a bruising hold on Garrick’s hips and angled him for a drive down of his cock that rode right over Garrick’s kill spot with every thrust. With each spearing into his rectum from Devlin’s shaft, Garrick braced himself against the wall and shoved back to steal every inch of Devlin he could.

“Is that good, baby?” Devlin growled the question. He let go of Garrick’s hips for a second, smacked his buttocks again with a couple of sharp stings, and then dove in deep with his dick once again. “You want more?”

“Do it.” Garrick arched his spine inward even more and created a straight shot for Devlin into his hole. “Oh yeah... Ahh shit!” Devlin pulled all the way out and sank back in to the hilt, to Garrick’s cries of delight. Garrick looked over his shoulder and bared his teeth at a glistening Devlin. “Fucking do whatever you want.”

Devlin flashed his teeth like a fighting animal right back; he grabbed Garrick around the torso and shoved him sideways until Garrick was face-down on the couch. Devlin banded his arms around Garrick’s lower belly and came down on top of him, pushing his way in between Garrick’s legs and driving up and deep into Garrick’s flaming entrance. The man’s breath panted in sharp bursts against Garrick’s ear with every knifing of his cock into Garrick’s chute, and Garrick grunted and bumped his ass up for more each time Devlin took ownership of his tender, fluttering channel.

Garrick bucked and jerked under Devlin, his muscles straining as he pushed against the arm of the couch and tried to fuse himself to the man on top of him. His body rejected finding a rhythm in this mating; he just ached for a taking. Devlin kept it rough and out of control too, owning Garrick’s ass in a way that should hurt but instead spurred Garrick on to beg for more.

He reached back and grabbed onto Devlin’s hips, sinking his fingers into the solid flesh. “Fuck me, beautiful.” Garrick pushed the side of his head into the couch cushion and made himself an immovable object for Devlin to penetrate. “Oh Jesus,” he gasped as Devlin plunged deep and up in response, “take me harder.”

Devlin reared up to his knees, using his arms around Garrick’s waist to drag him like a ragdoll upright in front of him. “You feel so incredible,” Devlin said with a moan. He held Garrick to him and kissed him all over his neck, shoulders, and cheek, scraping with his teeth as much as his lips. “A thousand times better than I remember.” Devlin shoved one hand up to Garrick’s chest and the other down to rub his spike-stiff cock. “I can’t stop touching you.”

Garrick reached down and covered Devlin’s hand on his prick. “Don’t want you to.”

Devlin squeezed his fingers around Garrick’s cock with unforgiving pressure and whipped his hand up and down Garrick’s penis in fast drags, making Garrick hiss and jerk and moan.

“It feels too good. Ohh shiitttt...” Garrick moaned as his ass channel squeezed around Devlin’s invasion with each swipe of the man’s hand over his cock, and he jerked his hips back and forth without control, trying to grab for pleasure at both ends. “Fucking make me come.” Garrick dug his fingers into Devlin’s thighs and leaned his head back on his shoulder. Whimpers of base, ugly need married with the erratic thrusts of Garrick’s body. Garrick turned his face into Devlin’s neck, burrowing and searching for a safe place to die. “Please.”

Devlin snatched Garrick’s head out of hiding and fused their foreheads together. The pale blur of his gaze captured Garrick in its hold, keeping him prisoner. Devlin watched Garrick intently as he thrust his hips