It wasn’t right, but it was what Austin wanted, and he couldn’t deny it anymore. When the button on Hale’s jeans was undone, Austin yanked them down, then toyed with the elastic of the gray boxer-briefs he’d found beneath. There was something strangely satisfying about seeing Hale’s erection—maybe it was that, for the first time in a long time, it made him feel desired. There was something different about it that a pair of wet panties couldn’t compare to. It made Austin want to grope, and stroke, and tease… so he did.

Hale moaned and pushed against Austin’s hand when he wrapped it around Hale’s shaft. He bucked into Austin’s hand, little more than a wild thing looking to keep chasing what felt good. The thought made Austin smile, and he wrapped his hand a little tighter and started to stroke, knowing how he liked to be touched, and giving Hale the same.

“F-Fuck,” Hale uttered. He looked pretty, pressed against the kitchen counter, his cheeks flushed and his auburn-red hair messy. “Austin…”

“Are you going to come for me so soon?” Austin asked. “We haven’t even started yet.”

“It doesn’t matter how many times I come,” Hale said. “All that matters is you. Be selfish. I want you to own me.”

The kid sure knew how to excite him. Austin snuffed a moan against Hale’s lips, kissing him not just to silence him, but to silence himself as well. Hale gasped into his mouth and gave in to the kiss shamelessly. He wasn’t afraid to make his desires known, and it was turning Austin on like nothing else.

But I’m straight. Straight-ish. I… I shouldn’t be feeling this way.

His cock thought otherwise, and Austin was helpless but to listen to it. When the kiss ended, he let go of Hale’s boxer-briefs and tugged them down so they were around his knees, like his pants. Then, with little ceremony, he spun Hale around so Hale was facing the counter. He reached for the nearby bottle of oil, the spout already open.

Is it going to be good enough? Do I need something else? I have no fucking clue…

But it was too late for anything else now. Austin’s desire had reached a fevered pitch, and he wasn’t going to waste any time separating himself from Hale to look for something better. The oil poured from the spout, hitting the valley of Hale’s ass. It spilled around his skin, and Austin found his fingers following, slicking themselves in the oil until he reached Hale’s tight hole.

Fuck…

Austin had had anal sex before. Before Eleanor, there’d been a girlfriend who’d begged him for it, and it hadn’t taken much convincing before he’d indulged. Back then, it hadn’t appealed to him much—but now? As his fingers slid around the ring of Hale’s hole and Hale moaned for him, each tiny sound delectable, he wanted it. The circumstances behind their union clicked into place and left Austin in need of it.

He was going to fuck Hale silly, but before he did that, he wanted Hale to know what he’d signed up for. Austin didn’t pump and dump—it was never as simple as that. He was going to make Hale come until he couldn’t anymore, and by the end of the night, he’d make Hale regret his generous offer. Austin never played half-way—if they were going to do this, they were going to do it right.

Tonight, Hale was his. No one would take that from him.

“You feel how slick you are now?” Austin asked. He poured more oil, soaking his fingers. “You feel what I’m doing to you? You’re not going to be able to get out of this one. What you promised me, you’ll deliver on.”

Hale made a hitched noise of pleasure. It was the only response Austin got.

“I haven’t even filled you yet, and you already sound like you’ve come.” Austin grinned. He raked his teeth against the back of Hale’s neck, and Hale stifled a cry that would have pierced the thin apartment walls. “You’re going to have to be careful no one hears you, aren’t you? It’s a quiet apartment complex, Hale. If you make too much noise, everyone is going to hear how much you love my cock. You don’t want to embarrass yourself, do you?”

“No,” Hale whimpered. He pushed against Austin’s hand, but Austin didn’t give him what he wanted. Not yet.

“You’re going to have to hold yourself back while I work into you. You’re going to have to bite into your palm, aren’t you? You felt my cock. You know how deep it’s going to sink inside of you.”

Hale whimpered. He thrust back against Austin’s hand, likely trying to force Austin’s fingers inside of him, but Austin refused him. He circled Hale’s ring instead, making sure he was more than properly lubricated.

“I’m going to fuck you all the way down to the hilt,” Austin murmured. He couldn’t believe that he was saying it to a man, but Hale brought out the naughtiest in him. The words flowed, and he didn’t want them to stop. “After I’m done fucking you against the counter, I’m going to make you sit on my cock, and you’re going to bounce on me and force it into yourself. I want you to feel how deep it can go inside of you… and I want you to be the one putting it there.”

Hale’s whimper was more urgent this time. Before it was over, Austin sprang into action. He pushed his fingers into Hale’s tight body, spreading the lube inside of him. More oil poured down, and he forced it into Hale’s entrance.

“You’re so desperate for it that you’re riding my fingers like a slut,” Austin whispered. He pushed inward, trying to focus on making sure he got even coverage. His dick was a lot bigger than his fingers, and if Hale was dry somewhere, it was only going to lead to complications. “How many men have you slept with, wishing it were me?”

A full body tremor ran through Hale. He worked his hips, pushing himself on and off of Austin’s fingers. “Th-Three…”

“You’re filthy,” Austin praised. The admission bolstered his confidence. All these years, Hale had wanted him. It was a damned good feeling. “I bet they’re nowhere near as good as I am. When you feel what I have to offer, you’re never going to want another man again.”

“I—I don’t want anyone else,” Hale mumbled. “Austin, I… please, fuck me!”

“Well, since you asked so nicely…”

Austin plunged his fingers deep into Hale, and Hale cried out in surprise before dampening the sound with his hand. Austin rocked his fingers in and out, spreading the oil already there and introducing new oil to make sure that Hale was ready for him. Hale whimpered and rocked his hips, meeting Austin’s thrusts by pushing back against him. He was already panting.

“These are just my fingers, and you already sound out of breath,” Austin remarked coyly. He thrust his fingers in again, sinking himself as far as he could go. Hale cried out and pushed against him, wanting more. “How are you going to hold on when it’s the real thing?”

“Please,” Hale panted. “Please, fuck me. Austin, I need you. I—I need to feel you. Please.”

Austin curled his fingers, testing to see if Hale was ready for him, and to his surprise, Hale shuddered and moaned. It looked like he’d found a spot that made Hale feel good, and he spent a little while stroking there just to see what Hale would do.

The shivering grew more intense. Hale’s tiny moans gained volume and urgency, and soon enough, he was fucking himself on Austin’s fingers while Austin curled them over and over. Then, his body clenched, and the next thing Austin knew, Hale was panting for breath.

He’d come.

“Look what you went and did,” Austin murmured, looking over Hale’s shoulder. He’d made a mess on the countertop. “You spilled your seed everywhere. Are you going to clean it up?”

“Yes,” Hale uttered, but he sounded too lost to lust to really commit to it.

“Maybe I should help you…”

Austin had never been with a man before, and he’d never imagined being with a man, but now that his mind was in alignment with his body, it knew what it wanted, and it pushed for it relentlessly. With his free hand, Austin reached around Hale and scooped up his cum with two fingers. He brought them to Hale’s mouth, tracing it across his lips until Hale opened his mouth for him and started to suck. Austin’s cock twitched, and he was overcome with the urge to fuck Hale there and then. He stopped stroking the part of Hale’s body that had made him come, withdrew his fingers, opened his fly, and covered his cock with oil. Then, before Hale had the chance to protest their separation, he fitted the head of his cock to Hale’s hole and pushed into him.

Hale cried out against his fingers even as he sucked and licked them clean, but Austin barely noticed. He was lost to the wonderful tightness of Hale’s body, and all other details felt too small and insignificant to dwell on for long. Hale squeezed him, and every now and then his body would loosen, then tighten again, sucking Austin deeper. Austin pushed all the way in, then used the hand that had been holding his cock to brace against Hale’s lower stomach, locking him into place and pushing him as firmly against his cock as he could go. Hale was beside himself with pleasure, a constant string of moans escaping his lips.

“I’m going to fuck you all night long,” Austin whispered against the back of his ear. He bucked into Hale to punctuate the statement. “I’m going to make you come until your balls have nothing left to give me, and then I’m going to keep fucking you just because I can.”

Hale whimpered. He pushed against Austin, trying to fuck himself just like he had been on Austin’s fingers.

“And if this happens again?” Austin wiped up the last of the cum from the counter and brought it to Hale’s lips. He smeared it along the inside of Hale’s lip, then let Hale take his fingers into his mouth so he could suck them clean. “If you make a mess, you’re going to be the one responsible for cleaning it up. Next time, you’ll have to lick it up. I won’t spoon feed to you. Do you understand?”

Hale hummed against his fingers in agreement, and Austin’s cock twitched. Hale moaned and rocked against him in response.

“Now that you know what to expect, we can get started,” Austin whispered. He withdrew and thrust back into Hale, alarmed at how good it felt. “You asked for this, Hale. Remember that when you’re sweaty and exhausted, too weak to move. You gave yourself to me. It’s time I took what’s mine.”