I asked incredulously.

“I can hardly see you way down there. Can you come up here?”

I was in shock, but I slid up the bed until I was laying on my side beside him. He encircled me in his arms and kissed me on the lips. I was dumbfounded.

“So, what are we going to do now, Hugh?” he asked when we came out of the kiss. “From my perspective, we have two choices. I can fuck you hard or you can finish sucking me off. I’m a resolute top. Which shall we do?”

My mind raced back to the scene earlier where I’d seen him fucking another guy in this bed, and there was no question in my mind what I wanted.

“Fuck me,” I answered in a small voice. “I want you to fuck me. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for weeks.”

“And I’ve wanted to fuck you that long too,” Trent murmured. “I wonder why we took so long to get around to this.” His hand glided down my bare chest and under the waistband of my sleeping shorts. He possessed my cock now, and it lengthened and thickened under his attention.

“Sort of too bad I don’t do bottom,” he whispered. “You have very nice equipment. But, here, I’ll get up over you and I want you to lay on your belly. My mind raced back to how I’d found him earlier today. Yes, I wanted it just the same way. Me on my belly and him covering me close from above, churning his cock in my canal by rotating his hips, while I stroked into him and rubbed my dick on the sheet. But when I was stretched out and he moved over me, it wasn’t like the position that had been burned into my mind when I had found him fucking that other guy earlier today. Instead, he lowered his body on mine, head to toe, with his strong legs running up and closely encasing my torso and his head between my wide-spread thighs. His cock was running up and pressing in me between my shoulder blades. I grabbed the brass headboard slats above my head and hung on for dear life as he pulled my dick through between my legs and alternated between sucking on that from above and tonguing my asshole. I ground my body into the mattress under him in ecstasy. If this had been part of the routine he’d gone through earlier in the day, I had arrived too late for this scene. But I certainly enjoyed it.

He had brought a tube of lubricant down with him when he’d straddled me, and after he tongued my ass, he lubed it and worked it with his fingers.

“Nice tight ass,” he murmured. “Am I the first?”

“Not quite,” I answered. “But close enough.”

I felt his weight come off me. I looked up and he was standing on the floor beside me, holding out a condom packet.

“Would you like to do the honors?” he asked.

With trembling hands, I clumsily got the packet open and the condom extracted and rolled it onto his gigantic cock.

“Well done,” he said, with a laugh. “You’re sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, oh yes.”

“Well, then prepare to be totally fucked. You really turn me on. Up on your knees, legs spread.”

I did as he asked, and he was back up on the bed on his knees behind me now, moving