Remember Me(22)

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Michael smiled as Kenny looked him up and down.

He’d always been a little self-conscious about his cock. He was a big guy, but he was always worried what his lovers would think about his dick. It hung at a downward angle. He never had any complaints, he was able to angle his hips differently and hit spots others couldn’t, but Kenny’s opinion mattered. When his mate moaned and licked his lips, the worry faded away. Reaching out, he grabbed the lube and squirted a liberal amount onto his shaft, spreading it up and down his length.

Gripping the base of his shaft, Michael slowly eased the head of his cock past Kenny’s tight ring of muscles. The feeling was exquisite and he moaned as his eyes rolled back.

As he inched inside, Michael held Kenny’s thighs, spreading the man’s legs apart as he watched his cock sink inside Kenny’s welcoming body. The man’s ass hugged him tight and Michael had to grit his teeth together to hold off his orgasm. He wanted to last all night, but he knew that goal was impossible. Kenny was too perfect.

“Your cock…perfect…so damn big…never.” Kenny moaned.

“Never…what?” Michael growled out.

His curiosity piqued or perhaps he just wanted to hear his mate say he had the biggest cock he’d ever felt.

“Fuck,” Kenny breathed out. “First time. Oh God, so good!”

Michael paused for a moment as the man’s words sunk in. This was Kenny’s first time.

“Jesus,” he groaned. “Don’t stop.”

Michael pulled back and then slid inside, slowly at first, and then faster. He couldn’t stop himself. His hips moved, thrusting his cock harder inside Kenny. The pleasure was so intense that his bear rose to the surface and he growled. Kenny matched Michael, thrust for thrust, the two of them moving together in harmony. Michael hit Kenny’s sweet spot and the man shouted out, his entire body stiffening. Swiveling his hips, Michael pumped his hips, aiming for the spot and again, hitting it on every thrust.

Michael leaned forward, placing the palms of his hands on either side of Kenny’s head. He stared down at the man for a moment before taking Kenny’s full lips in a passionate kiss. His mate was hot and tight, the muscles gripping Michael’s cock in delicious glove.

“Oh, God! Michael! So…close,” Kenny said against his lips.

Michael’s teeth sharpened and lengthened just thinking about marking his mate. He fucked Kenny faster, harder, and deeper as his own orgasm rushed up his spine. Michael lost all his restraint as pleasure raced through is body.

“Come for me. I want to feel you come all over me, baby.”

He thrust a few more times, his muscles straining as he started to come. Leaning forward, he sank his teeth into Kenny’s shoulder, making the man shout out. Kenny said his name over and over again as the man’s cock jerked as hot, wet release filled the space between them, shooting across Michael’s stomach and chest. He pistoned his hips, wildly pounding into his mate as he continued to fill Kenny’s hole with his spunk.

When his orgasm began to subside, Michael pulled his teeth free and licked the wound. Leaning his forehead against Kenny’s chest, Michael took a couple of minutes to catch his breath as he placed openmouthed kisses on every inch of skin he could reach. He wrapped his arms around Kenny and held his mate close. He’d never felt so calm and content. The stress of the weekend completely vanished as he held the man he’d spend the rest of his life with.

“Wow,” Kenny muttered, his body going completely limp underneath Michael’s.

Gathering his strength, Michael pulled back, removing his shaft from Kenny’s ass. He climbed off the bed and strode toward the bathroom. He stood in the center of the bathroom debating whether to start the shower, run a bath, or to simply get a wet wash cloth to wipe his mate down. He finally decided that a bath would be best for Kenny. Reaching into the low tub, Michael turned the hot and cold water on full blast before adding some bubbles.

Walking back into the bedroom, Michael smiled when he saw Kenny still lying on the bed. The man’s arms and legs were spread wide, his eyes were closed, and a small smile graced his lips. He looked completely satisfied. Yeah, I did that. Scooping Kenny up, he carried the man back to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” Kenny asked on a yawn.

“First, we’re going to take a bath, and then I’m going to put you in bed and bring you a tray of food. After I feed you, we’ll take a nap and start over again.”

“That sounds incredible.” Kenny looked up at him with dreamy eyes.

“I’m going to take care of you,” Michael told him seriously as he stepped into the bathtub with Kenny in his arms. “I love you.”