Page 31 of His Worst Crime

“Oh, yes!” David cried out. “Thank you, Ramon, thank you! Fuck me, please! Harder!”

“You asked for it,” Ramon growled. He pulled out again, but this time he paused for just a few moments before plunging in, a little harder and faster then before, pulling an anguished grunt from deep in David’s lungs.

“Harder!”

And Ramon pulled back and slammed into him faster than before, pinning David to the mattress, then repeating it, quickly setting up a hard and fast rhythm, thrusting deep into David’s ass, trying to pull the cries of ecstasy from his lover.

“Oh, yeah, that’s it!” David groaned. “I want to feel you in me! I want to feel you come inside me! Please… keep fucking me like that… I love y—“ But he didn’t finish his sentence, cut off by one of Ramon’s particularly deep thrusts. Instead he bit his tongue and kept groaning and growling, until finally he gasped out, “I think I’m… I think I’m close…”

Ramon increased his thrusts, slamming into David’s ass, exhilarating in the feeling of David’s hot tight ass clamped around his dick, loving the sensation of destroying his hole, and feeling David squeezing back, clamping his ass around his dick like his life depended on it, like he needed Ramon desperately. Because he did, Ramon knew that now. And the knowledge brought him close.

“I’m… I’m almost there…” he growled.

“Yeah, come in me! Come in me, Ramon! I want to feel your cum fill me up… please!”

So Ramon increased his thrusts, pounding into his lover until he felt David’s insides contract, and he cried out, pushing his ass up against Ramon even as Ramon thrust down into his ass with all his might before feeling the warmth in his balls, that tingling building, and his shaft burning… as David was cumming, clenching his ass around Ramon’s cock, which felt so good, pulling the seed up out of Ramon’s balls and shooting through his cock and feeling it spurt deep into Davey’s hole, and things were suddenly slippery and wet in there as he continued to thrust, firing the last drops of his cum deep into David’s ass with a cry before collapsing on top of him, and feeling their sweat mingle and his cock still held deep in there, tight and warm and happy, even as he slowly softened.

“Wow!” they both breathed together. And then they just lay there for long minutes, smiling, satiated and drifting into and out of a contented doze.

David loved the feel of slipping back into sleep with Ramon’s weight pressed down on top of him, feeling Ramon’s cock still filling his ass, which was slippery with Ramon’s cum, even as his body was slick with Ramon’s sweat. He could stay like this forever. But even as he thought it, his stomach growled.

“How about some breakfast then?”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Ramon kissed the back of his neck, and then bit him on the shoulder… hard.

“Ow! What was that for?”

“Marking my territory, for later,” Ramon chuckled. “OK, so… we’ll have eggs… The neighbor looks after our chickens and takes the eggs as payment, but she always leaves a few for me when she knows I’m coming down. There are hanging tomatoes preserved in the pantry, onions, sausages, bacon, beans… I’ll open a jar… Coffee… I should be able to rustle up a decent breakfast.”

“Yeah, just breakfast, OK? Not a ten-course meal.”

“We’re in the country. You need to keep your strength up, and I’m going to be working you hard later.”

“Yeah? What do you mean?”

“This place takes a lot of maintenance, and I can only get down at the weekends, so there’s always loads to do when I’m here. An extra pair of hands is just what I need.”

“So you tricked me to come down here just to get me to work for free?”

“Totally. That’s why I’m going to cook you a first-class breakfast beforehand.”

David laughed and squirmed around under Ramon’s weight, which caused Ramon’s soft cock to finally slip from his ass. David immediately missed feeling it in there, so he wriggled around until he was facing up, their dicks now pressed against each other, sandwiched between their slippery, sweaty stomachs. Amazingly, they were both growing again, pressing together like two sword fighters sparring.

“I can think of a couple of things that need to be taken care of again after we eat.”

“So can I.” And Ramon sat up, pulling his legs up underneath him until he was kneeling between David’s thighs. He took hold of David’s dick, which was thick and hard again, along with his own, working one in each hand. He lowered his face to lick a drop of precum from the tip of David’s.

“Mmm, cream for our coffee.” But then he stood up. “OK, breakfast first.”

And David watched him walk naked over to the other end of the kitchen, where he donned a pink apron that still showed off the gorgeous globes of his muscular ass from behind, and began to clatter among the pots and pans, preparing breakfast.

eighteen

Ramon turned onto the hard flat sand of the beach and let Ferro have his head. If the air when they’d saddled up at the car park an hour ago had been heavy with the smell of the Delta’s salt and mud, out here at land’s furthest reach—la Platja del Trabucador, a thin sandspit curving for miles out into the Mediterranean—the prevailing sea breeze carried only salt and wildness. They had ridden out along it, walking and trotting their mounts by turns, or cantering along the hard sand of the beach, then taking them through the shallow surf. Ferro loved to play with the waves, pawing at them with his hooves, and giving startled little skips of shock when a larger than usual crest broke above his knees. Ramon let him. He was an old hand of a police horse, far too responsible to do anything to try and throw or dislodge his rider. But since he’d been retired, he’d been finding a playful streak within himself.

Davey was a natural rider, loose and easy on Desdemona’s back. His posture was straight and his hands were relaxed on the reins, guiding the filly mainly with his knees. After riding the horses for around forty minutes out toward the sandspit’s tip, they turned their heads for home. It was the signal both horses had been waiting for.

“Now you’ll see some speed,” Ramon warned. “Nothing gets between Ferro and his dinner.”