This had to be a dream.

In what reality did a stunningly beautiful guy like Kit want Seth to wreck him? Seth didn’t waste any time on more questions. The important thing was Kit wanted him and wanted him bad; his entire body was practically vibrating with need. If Kit wanted him, Seth was all his. He stepped up to the edge of the bed, grabbed the back of Kit’s thighs, and pulled his legs out from under him, his smile wicked when Kit landed on his back on the mattress with a bounce. He dragged Kit to the edge of the bed until his ass was hanging off, and then Seth got on his knees.

“Oh fuck,” Kit moaned then sucked in a sharp breath when Seth parted his cheeks, exposing his beautiful puckered hole. Seth moved Kit’s feet to his shoulders, and dove in, spearing Kit’s hole with his tongue. “Fuck!” Kit arched up off the bed, his response sending a shiver through Seth. He loved how Kit responded to him.

Seth placed a hand on Kit’s stomach to keep him from flying off the bed as he made a meal of Kit’s ass, alternating between fucking Kit’s hole with his tongue, licking, and nibbling at his sensitive flesh.

“Seth,” Kit said, breathless, his fingers curling around fistfuls of the soft fleece blanket covering the bed. “I need you inside me. Please.”

“Not yet.” Seth tapped his flank. “Move up.”

Kit dutifully did as he was asked, pulling himself up until his head was on the pillow. His eyes widened slightly, the ocean-blue pools now a tempestuous murky color as he tracked Seth’s movements. Seth crawled up the bed to lay between Kit’s legs. He swallowed down Kit’s delicious cock, smiling around the hard length at the jumble of unintelligible words and sounds that tore from Kit’s throat when Seth tweaked one of Kit’s pink nipples. Seth tongued Kit’s slit, moaning at the salty taste of precome, and loving the barrage of filthy words that escaped Kit as he begged for more.

“Seth, I need you to fuck me. I need you to fucking fuck me right fucking now,” Kit growled, his flawless skin flushed a pretty pink from his chest up to his ears.

“Do you have supplies?”

Kit nodded and pointed to the drawer in the nightstand by the bed. Seth grabbed a condom and the bottle of lube, smiling when he saw it was strawberry flavored. Not wasting another second, he rolled on the condom before pouring a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. He leaned in and brought their lips together, humming at the taste of Kit. They rutted against each other, their cocks rock hard as Seth placed a finger to Kit’s entrance, and gently pushed in.

Kit threw his head back with a hiss. “Yes! Fuck me, Seth. I want my hole to burn with the feel of you for days.” He writhed beneath Seth, his fingers in Seth’s hair as Seth added a second finger then a third. By the time Kit was ready for him, he was all but unraveling. Seth lined himself up and slowly pushed in, his teeth gritted.

“You’re so beautiful,” Seth breathed. He kissed those delectable lips, unable to get enough of Kit‘s taste. Slowly he sank in until he was balls deep inside Kit’s stunningly beautiful body.

“Move. I need you to move,” Kit pleaded, and Seth obliged. He hissed at the sweet pain brought on by Kit digging his nails into Seth’s back. Snapping his hips, he relished in the grunts and strangled noises Kit made. He pulled out slowly and drove himself in deep and hard, making them both cry out.

“You’re so damned tight.” Being buried to the hilt inside Kit was something he knew he’d quickly grow addicted to. In fact, he could easily become very attached to Kit. The way Kit trailed kisses across Seth’s skin, his soft pleas for more, and the sinful way his body responded to Seth was incredible.

Sitting back on his heels, Seth hooked his arms under Kit’s knees and started to fuck him in earnest, the bed moving beneath them and the headboard knocking against the wall. Sweat dripped down the side of his face, his body aching in the most amazing way.

“That’s it, baby,” Kit moaned. “Harder. Fuck me senseless. God, I want to bite and suck every inch of you. Tell me you’ll let me.”

“Like I could say no to you.” And Seth knew it to be true. Whatever Kit wanted from him, Seth would give because he wanted more with Kit. He continued to pound into Kit, spurred on by Kit’s insatiable appetite. “Jack yourself off,” Seth growled feeling his muscles tighten as he drove himself balls deep into Kit over and over. The sight of Kit taking his dick in his hand along with Seth reducing him to a panting mess had Seth’s orgasm exploding through him, his roar joining Kit’s loud expletives as ribbons of come hit his chest. Seth emptied himself into the condom, and he continued to thrust inside Kit until he was too sensitive. With a wince, he pulled out. He removed the condom, tied it up, and then got up to toss it in the trash.

“There are wipes in the drawer,” Kit murmured sleepily, and Seth chuckled. He removed the packet of wipes from the drawer and cleaned Kit before he climbed into bed beside him, pulling him close so he could run his fingers through Kit’s silky blond hair. Kit settled against him with a happy sigh, and Seth kissed the top of his head. Whatever they’d just started, Seth didn’t want it to end. They’d find a way to make this work.