(53) When all else is lost the future still remains

(53) When all else is lost the future still remains

Race thought he’d gone somewhere beyond heaven as Shan licked and sucked his cock until it was buried deep in the Were’s throat. Shan worked slowly, bringing Race close to release, only to back off and start again. Then he stopped completely, sitting back on his heels looking down at Race.

“Are you a virgin?” Shan asked softly, tracing his fingertips over Race’s lips.

Race debated how to answer, finally saying, “No, but I’ve only done it once and that was too long ago to count, I think.”

Shan nodded, pressing two fingers into Race’s mouth. Knowing what Shan intended Race sucked them until they were wet. Then at Shan’s request he brought his knees up, revealing himself to Shan’s gaze and touch. Shan teased the fingers around Race’s puckered hole and then gently inched one inside, giving Race time to adjust before pushing it fully in. Questing, he found Race’s gland and stroked, eliciting gasps of pleasure from the younger man.

A second finger soon joined the first, stretching Race’s hole, readying him. Without needing to be told Race lifted his legs, resting his ankles on Shan’s shoulders as he tried to ride the fingers. Shan stilled him with a hand to his hip before withdrawing them. Spitting into the palm of his hand he used the saliva, plus the pre-cum from both of them, to lubricate his cock. Then, locking his eyes with Race’s, he pressed the head of his cock to Race’s hole and slowly entered him.

Race flinched at the bite of pain and Shan stilled. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No…Gods no…” Race pushed up to take Shan in a bit more. “You’re just…so big and…and it’s fantastic.”

Shan took him at his word, thrusting farther in before stopping again to allow Race to get used to him. Soon he was fully inside, savoring the tight, hot hole as he keep watch on Race’s face for any indication that he was too much for him. Race’s teeth bit down hard on his lip but his eyes said he was more than ready for whatever was to come, and wanted it, needed it.

Grasping Race’s hips Shan began to ride him, with infinite patience at first. But then his own need took over and his thrusts became faster, pegging Race’s gland each time as he pulled almost out and then entered all the way again. “Stroke yourself,” he growled softly.

Race took hold of his cock, pumping it, his speed matching Shan’s thrusts until they were both riding on the edge. “I’m going to…” he gasped out, unable to hold back as his balls tightened and then long creamy strands of cum shot out.

Shan followed seconds later, plunging in to fill Race with his hot seed.