...Steven looked down the length of his body to where RJ’s blond head bobbed. He watched the way his cheeks hollowed and expanded as he sucked his dick. The finger at his hole was making him insane. The lube had warmed; the muscles relaxed and contracted with RJ’s touch. He was to the point he wanted to push them in himself, just to see what it was going to feel like. “Fuck, River, are you going to do it or toy with me all night?”

RJ looked up at him, never taking his mouth off his dick and pushed his fingers against Steven’s tight hole. The heat, the pulse, the foreign sensation had him groaning. No wonder RJ needed to lube him up and stretch him in preparation. The head of his cock would split him open otherwise. As it was, just a finger seemed too big and somehow not big enough.

Steven let his head drop back onto the pillow. RJ moved in that same circular pattern, then added another finger. RJ pressed a little deeper with two fingers, then he began the same scissor motion Steven had used on him. RJ still avoided Steven’s prostate. He teased it with a soft touch, then moved away. It was torture. It was heaven. Steven gripped the sheets on the bed and spread his legs wider. “Fuck, fuck me.”

“You don’t want to come first?” RJ asked as he kneeled between his lover’s legs and tore open the wrapper.

“No.” Steven started to move. He was going to roll over.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m flipping over.”

“Oh no, you don’t.” RJ grabbed one of his ankles and set it at his shoulder. “I’m going to fuck you face to face. I want to see your expression when I push inside of you. I want to watch you when you come.”

RJ added lube to the condom and positioned the head of his thick cock at the entrance of Steven’s ass. He pushed forward in a slow but persistent thrust. “Let me in, Stevie…yeah, just like that. Oh fuck, Stevie, you should see your face. You feel so good. Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” Steven gasped as RJ breached the outer rings and slid into him. Tears sprang to his eyes. RJ let his leg drop as he moved over him. Steven wrapped his legs around RJ’s hips and succumbed to being on the bottom, being fucked, and enjoying it as much, if not more than fucking.

“Kiss me,” RJ whispered.

Steven wasn’t expecting to feel so many emotions. He opened his mouth as RJ’s pressed against it.

As Steven lost himself to the kiss, he arched higher and took RJ deeper, causing RJ to break off the kiss and groan. Steven liked the feel of RJ’s stomach against his cock. RJ was all warm, hard male. The friction of his smooth abs against Steven’s straining erection was delightful since it was still wet from RJ’s mouth.

RJ pushed in deeper still and then he was home, as far as he could go. He looked down at Steven. Steven looked up at him. RJ pressed a kiss against the side of Steven’s temple where a tear had strayed. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” Steven took in an unsteady breath. “I just wasn’t expecting such a release, a feeling of relief from…”

“I don’t want to just fuck you, Stevie.” RJ’s face was full of emotion. Steven could feel both of their hearts beating against his chest in rapid time. “I want to do more than that.”