Devil's Effect

Avoiding Reality Part 1

"I think you want more," Mike whispered, taking Chester's hip in his free hand and pulling him back a little as he pressed his hips forward before letting him go completely. He heard Chester's whimper and a devilish grin crossed his lips. "Impatient. Don't you worry, I've got you." He reached for the lube again and got himself all slicked up, taking an extra second to enjoy the feel of his hand around his cock. It was nothing compared to what Chester would feel like around his cock, and he was so ready. Mike let go of himself and ran a slick finger over Chester's opening, ready to get his fingers into the action. "You ready? Or should I just play with you right here a little while longer?"

"I'm ready," Chester answered after a second's thought. If they had more time, he would have teased Mike back to keep things going, but the bedroom was getting lighter by the second as the time ticked away. He spread his knees just a little further apart. "I'm up for more fingers," he added as the thought of being stretched really well before Mike's plump cock got involved hit. "We should shoot for three." He looked over his shoulder. "One to start with, of course," he added, even though he knew Mike wouldn't dare shove three fingers into him without any preparation.

"Three," Mike hummed, his eyebrows lifting in surprise. He wasn't sure what had happened in the four minutes it took him to go downstairs and get the lube, but Chester was in a mood. He wasted no time circling his finger and getting everything nice and slick before he prodded the first finger in carefully, his insides twisting with anticipation as he did so. Even though he'd done this more times than he could count, getting one step closer to sex always ramped up his arousal. It was hard not to go too fast. Mike took a deep breath and watched his finger slowly move in and out, his cock responding to the sight by getting even stiffer. He was so ready to go. "Want another now?"

Chester nodded. "I'm ready, Sexy Boy. I love your fingers. They're so fucking long...and trained." He grinned as he looked behind him. "I trained those fingers," he laughed with a smirk.

"Yeah you did." Mike pulled his one finger out and went back in with two. He heard Chester's sexy gasp of air and reminded himself to go slow. He got them in, and with care scissored them, stretching Chester a little bit more with each push. The teasing banter was long gone as they both listened to each other's breathing. Mike could recognize without asking when it stopped being unpleasant and starting feeling good, and he let Chester enjoy those sensations for a second before he said, "you're ready, I can tell. You want another, don't you?" His voice was raspy with desire and he was ready to forego fingers, but Chester had asked for three. He wanted to give him what he'd requested.

Chester's mouth was hanging open as he breathed. Mike's hand had come to a stop, his fingers still inside of him. "Three," he said, his eyes closed. "Three for just a minute." He opened his eyes with a wince as he felt Mike's fingers pull back a little, and then the slight burning sensation that came with stretching as the third digit sunk in with the other two. "Fuuuuck," Chester moaned, his grip on the bed tightening for the few seconds it took for his body to adjust, to flip over to the other side of sheer pleasure.

Chester's arms came out from under him, his upper half going to the mattress as his back bent into the familiar curved shape. His cheek was halfway on the gray blanket as he felt his bottom opening up to everything Mike was doing. "I want you," he said in a hoarse breath. "Mike, now."

Mike pulled his fingers out slowly and took a calming breath. It would be far too easy to just slam into Chester right away. He'd been watching every move his hand made and he was past the point of needy, his cock dripping precum to the floor. "Okay," he murmured, taking his cock in his hand and lining himself up. The normal push, the bit of resistance he was so used to, wasn't as pronounced this time. His three fingers had done a good job of preparation, and Mike's cock slipped right inside. He bit his bottom lip in a groan, his eyes shut tightly as he held onto Chester's hips and wiggled himself inside. "Fuck." Mike's knees were wobbly with adrenaline and desire. He pulled back a little and sank the rest of the way inside Chester's body, holding still to savor that first moment of complete connection.