Free Dangerous by RGAlexander

Brady was on him, kissing him and sliding his sheathed erection against Ken’s hard shaft.
    God, yes. Need you. Need you so much. I’ll be careful. I’ll make it so good…
    Ken bit Brady’s lip until he tasted blood, making him snarl and lift his head to see the sparkle of desire and mischief in those golden eyes. “I promised no toys, but you have to promise something too.”
    Anything. “What?”
    “Don’t hold back.”
    He didn’t know what he was asking. “Tanaka, I—”
    Ken pressed one finger to his lips. “I took you down in the gym and I can do it again. I know pressure points that could put you in the fetal position. I could stop you if you were hurting me. I can take you, Brady Finn. So take me.”
    Jesus, that was hot. His words caused something inside Brady to burst apart. He caught Ken’s surprised expression before he twisted him around, pressing his chest to the floor. Brady spread Ken’s ass cheeks roughly and poured a liberal amount of lube between them, his mouth watering and cock twitching at the sight of the tight little hole being readied for him.
    “This is what I wanted to do,” he rasped, hardly recognizing his voice as fantasy merged with reality. “In the shower. I wanted to throw you on the floor and fuck you. Make you scream my name. Make you come.”
    A fine tremor shook Ken’s lean body beneath his hands and he lifted up onto his elbows, his ass tilting enticingly. “Do it, Brady. I need it. Make me scream.”
    Jesus. Brady gripped Ken’s hip and guided his cock to that tight ring of muscles that clenched in anticipation. Would he hurt him? “Tell me if you need me to stop.”
    Brady hissed as he pushed the head of his shaft inside and felt Ken’s muscles squeeze around him like a vise. “Fuck, you’re tight. Damn it, I’ve never felt anything so ti— We need to slow down…”
    He heard Ken breathe out with a low moan, and then Brady was shouting in shock and arousal as Ken backed up forcefully, impaling and stretching himself wide on Brady’s cock. “ Fuck .”
    “ Yes .” Ken cried. “Oh God, you’re so big. Fuck me, Finn. Make me take it. I need it so bad.”
    Brady bent over Ken’s back, one hand digging into his shoulder and the other wrapping around his braid as he started to move inside him. Deeper. “You like that?” He yanked the braid and Ken cried out. “Damn, that’s sexy, Tanaka. Do it again.” Another yank and another cry of arousal.
    He dragged his hips back, grinding his teeth with the effort of restraint. Such a tight fit. He wouldn’t last long, but he never wanted to stop.
    He’d never imagined it would feel like this. That sex could feel like this. Like dying and being born again with every thrust of his hips. It felt so good it hurt. So good he forced himself to pick out a tattoo on Ken’s back he could focus on in case he started losing control. He wanted to make this last.
    “Brady.” Ken moaned low, shuddering. “Harder. Your cock is in me so deep, everywhere, and I’m so close. Fuck me harder so I can come.”
    He hadn’t even touched him yet. Brady’s hand left his hip to grip Ken’s erection. It was already dripping with pre-cum. Ken shuddered again at the touch and Brady’s fingers were coated. Holy shit. “Can you come like this, Ken? If I give you the hard fucking you’re begging for, will you come for me?”
    “Need to come for you. Want you so bad. Make me…” Ken sounded lost in pleasure. Brady couldn’t resist him. Not now.
    He dropped Ken’s braid and held onto his other shoulder, the wet fingers of his other hand firmly on Ken’s stomach. He took a deep breath that was more like a prayer before increasing his rhythm. Faster. He heard the slap of their flesh with each quick thrust and grit his teeth as lightning started to spark up his spine.
    God, that’s it. You love it don’t you, you sexy bastard? Love having that tight hole fucked and filled so much you’re going to come before I do.
    Ken cried