Hard Case by Elizabeth Lapthorne

pulled out a box of condoms and a tube of lubricant. Troy fisted his leaking cock. His gaze caught on Steve’s thick, long dick as he sheathed himself in the latex, then coated his length with the slick gel.
    Moments later Steve was behind him, his hand over Troy’s as together they fisted his cock. The feel of their hands, fingers entwined as they both pumped him higher was amazing. Troy gasped when Steve kissed the back of his neck, then lightly bit the tender skin there.
    “Move forward,” Steve said in a low tone.
    Obediently, Troy bent forward, resting his weight on his knees and free hand. Widening his legs apart, he could feel the cool air caress his exposed ass. A pressure against his hole signaled Steve had moved his head against the tight entrance. A hard force pushed against him and instinctively Troy clenched his ass, the reflex automatic to his passage being breached.
    Troy relaxed and breathed heavily out.
    “Oh shit, that’s it,” Steve moaned. His thick, hard cock moved into Troy.
    The feel of being penetrated was intoxicating. The world shifted around him and he became deaf to anything except the noises falling unheeded from both his and Steve’s lips. Pain mingled with pleasure and Troy burned with the need to be possessed. Steve moved his hand faster, dragging Troy with him as they climbed that peak.
    Troy’s arousal grew, a hard knot moving from his belly to settle in his balls. Their hands became slick as his cock released more juices.
    “Fuck. Fuck,” Steve panted. He snapped his hips forward and back as he penetrated Troy.
    Heat blossomed darkly.
    His ass beautifully ravaged.
    Steve possessed him, took control of his body and played him like a professional. In and out, over and over, Steve’s cock laid claim to him. Troy’s mind became fuzzy. His climax built with an indescribable pressure. His face flushed from the onslaught of pleasure as his blood raced through him.
    “Close, so close,” Troy moaned.
    Steve slid his thumb over his incredibly sensitive slit, pressed into the sensitive nerves within. Lust spiked in Troy, shot through him like lightning. He arched his back and this only pushed his ass back further onto Steve’s fierce possession.
    “Yes, yes,” Steve shouted. He snapped his hips faster, closed his free hand around Troy’s hip and angled him higher. This let Steve push harder into his body.
    Troy lolled his head back as he couldn’t control himself any longer. With a hoarse groan, he came.
    They pumped their hands over his cock, stroking him through the climax. They were both slick and coated with his seed as he ejaculated everywhere. Steve swore again, seeming on the brink of his own release. With a husky moan, he surged inside Troy, shuddering spasmodically.
    Shaking, lightheaded from the endorphins and adrenaline, Troy was relieved when Steve wrapped an arm around his waist and took them both down to the mattress. They spooned silently, sweating and shivering together.
    Panting, struggling for breath, Troy tried to slow his racing heart. His body still shook, small tremors of aftershock as he recovered.
    Tilting his head back he then pressed a kiss to Steve’s jaw.
    “We’ve made a mess,” Steve said with a small laugh.
    Troy shrugged. “It’s easily cleanable. I’ve got spare sheets in the linen closet.”
    “We’re going to have to air the flat out, too,” Steve said sleepily.
    “True,” Troy conceded. He yawned, though his mind spun in a million directions, adrenaline still keeping him high. “But we can do that tomorrow. Come on. You can help me fix this up before you fall asleep on me.”
    Troy grinned. He felt revitalized, but knew in ten or fifteen minutes he’d crash again and sleep soundly. Steve groaned in dismay when Troy moved, sighing when he began to strip the bed.
    Far more slowly, Steve climbed from the mattress and helped.
    Part of Troy felt like a shower—a long, hot one, preferably with Steve. Steve’s gaze was already somewhat