Scrum Half

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Matthew grabbed me by the collar and off the table; he marched me upstairs, keeping a firm grip on my hand. With every step I could feel my pulse beating faster inside my chest, my stomach fluttering and my heart renching for every inch of Matthew. I wanted to indulge in him as soon as we stepped through the bedroom door.
Our shirts slid from our backs and onto the grey fluffy rug beside his bed, and our belts started to unbuckle.  I could see the definition devised from the cotton fabric of his Calvin Klein's, but biting my lip I looked up towards the ceiling as I felt my face blush a light mauve.
Instantaneously, Matthew flipped me around onto his bed, with a furious sense of lust and splendour. My palms wrenched the grey and white bed spread, and I buried my head into the quilt.

*smut warning*

Matthew jumped on top of me, kissing down my back, grabbing my waist, tugging down my Ralph Lauren's and pulling them off at my feet. I turned around and saw he did the same.
He grabbed a condom from inside of his chest of draws, and briskly slipped it on with the uttermost ease.
Matthew climbed back on top of me and started kissing my neck. I opened my legs a little so he could get his knees in between.
"Ben..." he moaned in my ear. "Just do it" I replied.
He inserted himself inside of me, I felt a surge of pleasure collect in my throat, causing me to let out a moan of delight, all the while he sighed in my ear.
He bit hard on my shoulder as he drove himself in and out of me.
I was hot, sweating, with a slightly blurred vision with all the pleasure I was experiencing. My senses were heightened with every clash of our bodies together.
Matthew snaked his hand up my back, still pounding into me forcefully, his fingers playing through my hair until he established a firm grip between my curls and yanked hard so that my head was to his ear.
"Oh...babe you feel so good..." he whispered. I could only reply with a moan.
All of sudden, he pulled out and span me over to onto my back. I looked up at him in a smutty haze.
We made eye contact for a brief second. "I'm gonna make you feel so good..." he whispered.
Matthew started to softly kiss down my chest and around my hips. He took my throbbing member in his mouth and sucked vigorously.
I let out a lengthy moan and wrapped my fingers through his hair, urging him on and thrusting my hips. My face started face to feel hot and tingly, as surges of lust pounded into every crevice of my soul.
I came.
Matthew looked up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smirking.
As I tried to recover he delved into me again, holding my erection in his left hand, gripping me tightly, with cum running down his fist.
Matt quickened up the pace, I felt him bite down on my neck and tighten as he emptied his load and moaned with a low gasp of relief and lustre.
He collapsed next to me, still heavy out of breath, lying next to each other, we looked at each other for a moment and smiled. I turned and placed my head on Matt's shoulder, he reciprocated and in turn rested his chin on my head.
"That was amazing..." he said, before placing a sweet kiss on my lips.