Robby and Dennis in the early days after their relationship got serious. So far Dennis has only bottomed, and he loves it so much he hasn't even considered topping. A cock up his ass just feels like nothing else he's ever experienced, and Robby's is big and thick, perfectly curved to hit him exactly right. He can never quite believe it's happening, his body hijacked with rapture that keeps going and going. Yeah it's fucking heaven, why would he want anything else? Besides, surely this is how Robby wants to keep things, too. His big authoritative boyfriend.
Except life keeps lifing and bodies don't always cooperate. One day they're cuddling on the couch, and Robby's getting handsy, nosing around Dennis's hotspots. Dennis can feel his dick hardening against him, and his own is rapidly joining the proceedings as usual. When Robby goes to push his pajama pants down, Dennis stops him and says he'd love to but his digestive system isn't having the best day. Robby pouts in sympathy and asks if he's okay. Dennis says he's fine, he just doesn't trust the plumbing today. Would Robby care for nice blowjob in these trying times? Robby only hums and goes back to cuddling.
But then he asks, "How do you feel about topping?"
"Yeah, I'm not talking about pizza, kid."
"You'd like that?" Dennis can't quite keep the disbelief from his voice.
Robby looks entirely too amused.
"You're regularly blasted into the stratosphere on my dick and you think I wouldn't like to get in on that too?"
Dennis is horrified to realize what he's done.
"Oh my God, have I been keeping you from the joys of bottoming?"
Robby throws his head back and laughs, loud and easy and beautiful. Has Dennis ever seen anything lovelier than those crow's feet, deepening around Robby's happiness?
"How bout you make it up to me now, big boy?" Robby says.
Which is how Dennis finds himself pushing into Robby's body after learning just how Robby likes to be opened up after years without. Robby's hole is like hot silk on his cock, and he's so tight around him, the muscle so supple, Dennis is briefly struck blind. He had no idea this is what it felt like on this side of things, like he was possessed and possessing at the same time. He's so lit up he almost can't breathe.
Meanwhile, Robby is making desperate, hungry sounds that are muffled in the bedding as he arches back onto Dennis's cock. The sight of Robby's hole stretched all taut around him ignites something feral in Dennis's gut.
He grips Robby by the root of his hair and pulls him up to growl in his ear, teeth against his carotid.
"Let me hear you, Michael."
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