Dexter White. (A Gay Romance.)

Dexter White. (Part 23.)

     Within minutes he had me bent over the coffee table, finger deep inside of me. I was trembling, cursing at him quietly for taking control when I was trying to do the exact same thing to him. I wanted to show him I could be dominate if I really wanted, not top him, hell no... I receive, thank you very much. But I can take over when he is tired or he doesn't know what to do, which doesn't usually happen... But still, I wanted t--, "F-Fuck!" I gasped as he hit my prostate, fully hard and gripping the coffee table. I rocked against it a little desperately...

      Sebastien was in love with the way I was reacting, considering it kept his finger put, wiggling it around and smirking. I felt his teeth against my back, nipping here and there, eliciting a whimper from my now slightly dry lips. I licked at them and looked back at him, begging for him to take it farther. He smirked at me and leaned over, biting on my lower lip and tugging it before whispering lowly, in the voice that could probably make a straight man gay or even a lesbian straight... Or at least bisexual... "With pleasure, love..." He kissed me full on and pressed a second finger in carefully, spreading them once they were in equally as deep.

        If it wasn't for the kiss, Id be crying out and writhing against the table, as if I were desperate... This man was my drug and I was addicted... I felt the fingers move inside of me and then they slipped out and I whined a little, then covered my mouth to keep those sounds in. He wasn't behind me when I looked. I pouted, "Jerk..." I slowly started to take care of myself and then I heard foot steps...

      "Could barely stay keep your hands off yourself while I went for a condom?" In his hands were a condom and lube, my face was entirely red and he just stood there, licking his lips slowly... I looked away shyly and hid my face, refusing to say anything as he got on his knees behind me. "Alright, just relax..." I heard him open the condom and I knew he was putting it on, then he was lubing it up...

        Slowly, I felt it... He slid into me and I cried out, grabbing at the table as I stretched below him. This part never got easier after the second time. But soon he was buried deep inside of me and I was happy to let him be. I trembled below him and groaned.

       The way I felt his throbbing shaft inside of me was totally overwhelming and I propped myself up, pushing back against him and instantly crying out. "Se-bastien..." My voice wavered and I touched my throat, then his lips were attached at my neck and I whined. Why did he tease me this way?!

       Sebastien panted softly against my neck and smiled, "Moan some more... Pretend like it's only us in the whole world..." He licked up my ear and my cock twitched. I was close to my release... This felt amazing... If only I could hear from his point of view...

What would he say?