And at first there's nothing but the pressure: the pressure of Obie's ass settling against the back of his thighs; of Obie's dick at the entrance to his ass, a presence that he may have asked for but didn't really have choice one way or the other now; the pressure of his own wrist against the small of his back; Obie's fingers against his pulse point, monitoring him, holding Tony against himself.
Obie doesn't move, for awhile, just sits there his dick partially in Tony's ass, two fingers keeping Tony's wrist in place.
"This isn't a long term solution, Tony."
Obie's knees on either side of Tony's thighs are pressing into the mattress heavily, so that it's the peripheral of Tony's vision that picks up first on the newly made folds in the sheet. When Obie begins to move, so do the ripples, and that's when Tony knows Obie has started to fuck him.
There's a grunt and it's not from Tony but he's never heard Obie sound like that before, and the not knowing hurts almost as good as the increasing build up of pressure within.
"This is your problem--" And Tony can feel something within him tighten, feel the pressure begin to ratchet slowly up in a spot just below his belly, as Obie works his way in just a little bit more, "right here."
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Date: 2008-06-26 04:18 am (UTC)Obie doesn't move, for awhile, just sits there his dick partially in Tony's ass, two fingers keeping Tony's wrist in place.
"This isn't a long term solution, Tony."
Obie's knees on either side of Tony's thighs are pressing into the mattress heavily, so that it's the peripheral of Tony's vision that picks up first on the newly made folds in the sheet. When Obie begins to move, so do the ripples, and that's when Tony knows Obie has started to fuck him.
There's a grunt and it's not from Tony but he's never heard Obie sound like that before, and the not knowing hurts almost as good as the increasing build up of pressure within.
"This is your problem--" And Tony can feel something within him tighten, feel the pressure begin to ratchet slowly up in a spot just below his belly, as Obie works his way in just a little bit more, "right here."