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pulling the dildo out and pausing my movements on his shaft.
    "Please," he groans, sounding pained, so I shove the replica shaft in and really start to fuck him with it while simultaneously jerking him.
    "Ah, God. Fuck me...harder, Joe."
    I do, and now the push and shove motions drive my full blown erection right below Chad's ass over and over again. My dick is frantically ramming against his body, searching for something to sink into. It wants, no, needs to feel the tight, warmth clenching around it. Or maybe I actually want this, to really be with him instead of just using him like I have for so long, and instead, find what both of our bodies need at the same time. I’m growing desperate. My breathing grows shallower the more aroused I become. I pull my hand away from jerking him to lube up my cock.
    "No, no, no!" he exclaims. "Don't stop...I'm right there ."
    "You said you wanted it harder?"
    "Yes, fuck yes," he moans.
    "You think you can take my cock? In case you forgot, it's a helluva lot bigger than the dildo."
    He doesn't respond right away, and I'm starting to think he'll refuse, but then he finally says, "Please, Joe. I can take it." Reaching behind him, he grabs the outside of my thigh, urging me forward. It doesn't take much for him to convince me. I pull the dildo out and hold his hip for leverage before I press the tip of my cock to his puckered rim. "You're not that big-" he starts.
    With one thrust I’m in his tight canal, and there’s no turning back.
    "Oh fuck!" he shouts. "I-I was wrong."
    "Uh-huh," I mutter as my eyes close from the incredible sensation of his body squeezing around my cock. Being in him feels too damn good to be a smartass. And God I need to move. Pulling my hips back, I reach around him, fumbling to grasp his thickening shaft. I stroke toward his body at the same I shove my cock deep inside him again.
    "Argh God," he groans. He grips two handfuls of the comforter in front of him so hard I'm surprised he doesn't rip the fabric.
    "You. Are. So. Fucking. Tight." I punctuate my words with a hard thrust. Chad moans louder with each one, like he can't take much more. If he told me to stop, I'm not sure I could. "You wanted it," I remind him as I keep up the same punishing rhythm with my hand and hips.
    "Fuck yes. I want it! So...close. Harder!"
    Switching up my hold on him from his hip to bracing my hand on his shoulder, I pick up my pace with my hips but relax my fist on him.
    "You'll come...when I say you can...and only after...I come inside you."
    Chad whimpers as I fuck him harder. I made a grown-ass man whimper. "Please, Joe," he pleads, covering my hand with his, desperately trying to finish himself off. I know how bad he wants it, but the delayed gratification will make it even better. Not that I'll last much longer. My balls are drawn up tight to my body. I'm about to explode any second. And then it hits me like a freight train.
    "Ah! Ah fuck yes !" I shout before thrusting deep inside him one last time right as the cum violently erupts from me. Squeezing Chad's cock, it only takes two pumps before he groans and then his warm cum oozes over our fingers, still intertwined around him. His body shakes underneath mine before he collapses on the mattress.
    I know I'll likely regret what we just did tomorrow. Probably sooner. But damn that felt good! Nice to forget all the stress and shit of the day, the depressing stories of victims, the hectic schedule, the ever growing to-do-tomorrow list, the past that never completely fades away. The rejection of a gorgeous redhead. My Zen-like moment bursts like a bubble as soon as I hear my cell phone ring from the pants I left on the floor. Shit, Katie's witness!
    I pull out of Chad and scramble off the bed. Using my undershirt I clean the mess off my hand before finally fishing my phone out from the pile of clothes.
    "Hello? Tyler?" I ask, still out of breath.
    "Joe, what've you been doing? Running a marathon?" Tyler chuckles.
    "Any updates?" I ask,