The Best Man | Part 13: Nothing Held Back (Patreon)

All characters depicted in this story are fictional and 18 years of age or older. Everything portrayed is safe, sane, and consensual.

In this sex scene, Mason is laid out on the bed with Calvin over him. That exact image wasn’t possible to create, so instead I’m sharing this one because Calvin looks so damn hot in it.

Calvin stayed buried inside me, unmoving, his weight heavy and perfect above me. My legs hung over his shoulders, trembling from the stretch, my hole clutching around his cock like it never wanted to let go. His hands gripped my waist, thumbs pressing into my skin as he leaned lower, his lips brushing mine, our breaths tangling.

“Fuck, Masey,” he murmured, his voice low and rough against my mouth. “You feel unreal. I could stay inside you forever.”

I moaned into his kiss, every nerve alive. “Fuck me please Cal!”

He smiled, that dark, knowing smirk, and pressed his forehead to mine. “I’ll give you everything. But once I start, you better hold on.”

The first thrust came slow, deep, making me gasp as he slid to the very base, grinding his hips against me, cock pulsing inside my hole. His chest dragged against mine, his tattoos brushing my skin, his mouth finding mine again in a messy, wet kiss. Each movement was deliberate, like he wanted me to feel every inch of him stretching me wide.

“Jesus Christ, you’re tight as fuck” he growled, pulling back an inch before sinking in again, making me clutch the sheets.

I wrapped my arms around his back, nails dragging across his skin. “Harder, Calvin. Don’t hold back.”

That was all it took. His hips snapped forward, the sound of his cock driving into me filling the room, each thrust harder than the last. My body jolted against the mattress as he fucked me deep, relentless, his abs slamming into me, his breath hot against my neck.

“Fuck, yes,” I cried out, voice breaking as his rhythm turned rough, pounding into me without pause.

His hand slid up from my waist, over my abs, until he grabbed both my wrists and pinned them hard above my head. My legs slipped from his shoulders and opened wider around him, locking against his sides. He leaned down, his chest heavy on mine, his breath hot as his lips brushed my neck before biting down.Then...

Thwack.Thwack.Thwack.

Each thrust drove into me harder than the last, his cock forcing its way through every inch of my hole, stretching me wide and filling me so deep my eyes rolled back. The sound of his hips slamming against me echoed in the room, relentless, skin clapping against skin with wet heat.Calvin growled against my neck, his smirk pressed into my jaw. “This is what my best friend’s brother’s been hiding all along - a hole this fucking tight.”

“Fuck yeah, Calvin,” I gasped, my head tilting back, voice cracking into a filthy moan. “Don’t tell Nathan—”

Slam. Slam. Slam.

He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes dark, lips curled. “Don’t tell Nathan what? That his best friend’s balls-deep inside his little bro?”I let out a ragged laugh that turned into a whimper as his cock speared me harder. My head tipped back against the sheets, throat bared, every thrust punching the air out of my lungs. He drove so deep my cock slapped against his abs, dripping precum over his stomach with every jolt.

“Holy... fuck..” my voice cracked, body jerking under him as my hole clenched tight around the thick cock pounding me open.

Calvin’s thrusts came relentless now, a rhythm that left me trembling, every stroke carving deeper inside me resulting in a moan from my mouth. His body pressed down harder, chest damp against mine, his weight holding me into the mattress. His grip slid from my wrists to lace our fingers together, pinning my hands above my head with one of his while the other clutched my hip, dragging me down onto his cock with every slam.

“Feel that?” he growled against my ear, his lips brushing my skin before biting down hard. “This hole’s fucking perfect. Been waiting to ruin it since the first night I saw you.”

My legs hooked tighter around his back, heels digging into him, begging for more without words. His cock bottomed out again, and I gasped so loud it echoed in the room, the sound sharp and desperate.“Fuck, Cal,” I rasped, my voice breaking as his hips snapped forward again. “don’t stop.”

He shifted, angling my hips just enough to drag another moan out of me as his cock raked across that spot inside me that made me roll my eyes back again. He smirked down at me, sweat dripping from his temple, eyes blazing like he’d never let me go.

“Don’t stop?” he mocked with that low growl, slamming into me harder, faster, until the sound of my body taking him filled the room. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.

“Say it again,” he demanded, teeth grazing my jaw.

My head tipped back, mouth open, trying to breathe through the shocks of pleasure tearing through me. “Don’t stop. Oh, fuck yes, Calvin.. fuck me harder.”

His chest pressed tighter to mine, his hand sliding up to grab my throat; not squeezing, just holding and claiming. His thrusts turned rougher, the kind that made the bed frame jolt with every movement.His hand locked around my throat; holding me there, claiming me while his hips slammed into mine.

“I ain’t stopping, Mase,” he growled against my ear, his breath hot. Thwack, thwack, thwack. “Not until I unload every drop of my cum in you.”

“Aah—fuck, yes,” I moaned, my whole body shaking under him, my cock leaking helplessly. His hand left my hip, wrapping suddenly around my cock, stroking hard.

“Fuck, is this making you leak already?”

“Mmm-hmm… hmm,” I gasped, nodding into his kiss, unable to form words, just moaning.

“Fuck, Mase.” ThrustSlamThrustHis strokes on my cock became faster, his palm pumping, thumb sliding over the tip, spreading the mess of pre all over my sensitive head.“Mhmm, fuck, Cal—” My voice broke, hips jerking.

“Yeah, cum for me,” he urged.“Ahh—” My cock throbbed and I spilled across both our abs, ropes of cum streaking between us. His hand grabbed mine, fingers lacing through tight, pressing it against the mattress as he fucked me even harder through it.

“Fuck—fuck—fuuuuck,” Calvin’s moans got rougher, his thrusts turning into deep, drilling slams, each one bottoming out inside me.“Uhm, yeah… cum in me. Fuck yes, Cal—ahh, give me that load.”

He slammed one last time, shuddered, and then I felt it; his cock swelling, pulsing, unloading thick bursts of hot cum deep inside me.

“Fuck… fuckkk—” His voice cracked, hips jerking with each wave, his body shaking above me.

And even as he came, he didn’t stop. His thrusts slowed, each one dragging his cock through my hole, pushing more of his load deeper. "Ahh… ahh. Cal.. give it to me"I whimpered with every slow push, feeling it leak and spread inside me.

When he finally pulled out, his cock was wet and dripping, the head glossy with cum. He smeared his fingers through the mess, brought it up to my lips.

“There.”

I open my mouth and licked his finger clean.

Calvin groaned, collapsing down at my side, sweat shining across his chest.

“Ah, fuck, Maseyy…” His arm flopped across me, dragging me against his chest. His breathing was ragged, sweat rolling down his temple. “That was… uhm… fuck. Fucking unbelievable.”

I laughed through my own shaky breaths, my body still quivering. “Aah… fuck. I am going to be walking funny at the rehearsal dinner tomorrow” I nudged his ribs, smirking weakly.

Calvin grinned against my cheek, still catching his breath. “Good. Let ‘em wonder who fucked you so good you can’t sit through speeches.”

That broke me into another laugh, even through the soreness stretching down my thighs.

We just lay there, the room thick with the scent of sex, our bodies tangled in the sticky heat of the aftermath. My hole was still aching, filled and dripping with him, every pulse reminding me what he’d just given me. It was messy, intense, overwhelming...everything I never thought I’d actually have with him.

And now it was real. His cum deep inside me, his weight pressed warm against me, his heartbeat steady under my palm.

I’d only ever dreamed of this man, of this kind of night. And now, sprawled in the wreckage of it; skin damp, lungs still chasing air, the heat of him heavy against me.. I knew...it was the best sex of my life.----------The Best Man | Bonus Scene: Locker Room ConfessionThe Best Man | Bonus Scene: Nathan & Calvin (PT🍑 Exclusive)