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Patrick's free hand ran over his chest and sides in teasing patterns. When a warm, wet mouth
closed over his aching erection, Brad gasped and tried to thrust up. There was suddenly an arm
across his hips, holding him down.
Brad whimpered at the sensations that Patrick was causing in his body. The wet suction on his
cock continued as another finger slid inside him. The feeling of fullness was odd and a little
uncomfortable; then Patrick's fingers hit something inside that made him see stars. Brad howled as
pleasure shot through his entire body. Shit!"
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"Say hello to your prostate, Angel."
"Do it again."
Patrick chuckled but complied with Brad's wishes. As the pleasure ran through him, Brad found
his erection once again inside the warm haven of Patrick's mouth. God, the things that man could
do with his tongue. He barely noticed when the third finger joined its friends inside him. Brad
started rocking his hips, thrusting up into Patrick's mouth and down against the fingers in his ass.
He was enjoying a pleasure-induced haze when, suddenly, all of the sensations he was enjoying
were taken away. He forced his eyes to focus on Patrick. Seeing that the other man's lips were
moving, Brad realized that he was talking to him.
"Brad? You with me, Angel?"
Brad nodded. Uh-huh."
"Okay, this may hurt a bit. Just keep breathing, okay?"
Brad nodded. He spared a moment to notice that Patrick had managed to get the condom on, and
then Patrick was sliding into him and everything else fled his mind. It burned more than the fingers
had, but once the head was in, some of the pressure eased. Patrick's cock felt fuckinghuge . Patrick
stilled, and gentle fingers ran in soothing circles over his stomach. As Brad relaxed, he felt Patrick
slide in further. This cycle continued until Patrick was fully inside him. When Patrick bottomed out,
Brad gasped and opened his eyes. He found himself staring into the green eyes directly above him.
The emotion he could see in them was staggering.
"Patrick. Brad was surprised to hear that his voice came out in an almost reverent whisper.
Something must have shown in his eyes, because the green orbs above him softened even more. I
know, Angel. Trust me, I know."
Brad trembled softly as Patrick hands moved over his legs, pulling them to rest on Patrick's strong
shoulders. Brad was suddenly thankful that he played hockey every week. Having his legs in the air
like that, braced on Patrick's shoulders, was more of a stretch than he had expected, and Patrick
hadn't even started moving yet. Brad shifted a bit, getting used to the feel of Patrick inside him, and
he managed to make Patrick's cock brush against his prostate. The jolt of pleasure made him gasp.
He gazed up into patient eyes and nodded.
Keeping Brad's eyes locked with his, Patrick slowly pulled out. Brad whimpered at the sensation,
his hands running over Patrick's arms. Patrick leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips at
the same time as he thrust back inside. Brad let out a strangled gasp as the thrust hit his prostate.
This was so much better than having Patrick stimulate it with his fingers. Brad moaned in pleasure
and started to move his hips. His small motions alerted Patrick, who started thrusting again. It only
took a few strokes for Brad to match Patrick's rhythm.
The entire time that they moved together, Brad kept his eyes locked with Patrick's. He couldn't
stop looking into his lover's eyes, and it appeared as though Patrick was feeling the same way. Brad
could hear the small, hitching breaths he was taking as Patrick moved inside him. He kept gripping
and releasing his lover's arms; he was sure Patrick would have bruises in the morning. Patrick didn't
seem to care. When one of Patrick's hands wrapped around his erection, Brad started to shake. He
could feel the pleasure mounting inside.
As the pressure of his impending orgasm increased, Brad started to moan. His moan increased in
volume until he came with a keening howl, gripping Patrick's arms so tightly he knew that his nails
were digging in. Brad broke the intimate eye contact as he screamed out his completion, tossing his
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