Chapter 4: Harder

Fabio did not waste a second before shoving Marco’s chest against the wall. Marco opened his mouth to protest, at least they should do it on the couch if not the bed and also get some lube, but before he could get a word out, Fabio did something Marco never expected.

He spanked him. Hard.

The slap rang sharp, and Marco gasped, his voice cracking. "The fuck are you..."

Another spank cut him off.

"Fabio! Don’t you..."

A third followed across his ass.

"What? We haven’t even started yet and you already want me to stop?" Fabio taunted, delivering two more sharp smacks before Marco could react.

Marco twisted to shove him off, but Fabio caught his wrists in one hand and pinned them against the wall. With his free hand, he spanked him again and again until Marco’s cheeks glowed red.

All Marco could do was grit his teeth, swearing he would pay Fabio back for this.

Once he had had his fun, Fabio let go of Marco’s hands and slid his palm lower, his fingers brushing over Marco’s tight hole.

"Fuck..." Marco hissed, his voice cutting off into a grunt when Fabio shoved his middle finger inside him.

"Shit...you’re tight," Fabio murmured, his breath hot against Marco’s ear. "Haven’t had new goods in a long time."

Marco’s harsh laugh came between ragged breaths. "Enjoy it while you can, bastard. Because after this, it’s my turn to tear your ass open."

Fabio smirked and pushed in a second finger without warning, stretching him mercilessly. "We’ll see if you last that long." He shoved a third in, curling them deep, making Marco’s body jerk. Then he pulled out and bent down to his discarded trousers, fishing in the pocket until he found a condom. Ripping it open, he slid it on to his cock. "By the time I’m done with you, you won’t be able to stand... let alone fuck me. Ready for this, pretty boy?"

"Shut the fuck up and do it," Marco snarled. He was never one to back down.

Fabio lined himself up and pressed the head against Marco’s virgin hole. Then, without warning, he slammed forward in a rough, merciless thrust.

"Goddamn it!" Marco’s shout tore out as Fabio stretched him open. Hell, it hurt.

Fabio groaned deep in his chest, fully buried inside that tight heat. He almost lost it right there but forced himself to hold back because deep inside somewhere dark, he did not want to leave someone scarred for life.

"Fuck...so good," he whispered against Marco’s shoulder and bit it.

Marco’s fists clenched as he endured the burn, teeth grit against the pain. "Less talking, just do it."

The words barely left his mouth before Fabio grabbed his hips and drove in again, hard. Then again and again and again until he felt Marco was taking him well enough.

"I’ll make you beg," Fabio growled, pounding him in and out.

"Then fuck me like you mean it!" Marco’s head slammed back against his shoulder, his voice a half-snarl and half-moan.

Fabio pulled out almost all the way and rammed back in, setting a brutal rhythm.

"Ahh–damn–ahh..." Marco’s curses tumbled into moans.

"Louder," Fabio barked, slamming into him harder. "Let me hear you fall apart."

"Fuck you... shit," Marco spat, though it broke on a moan when Fabio nailed a certain spot. He would never admit he fucking liked–loved it even, not to Fabio. The pain had slowly been replaced by a new pleasure he had never known before.

Still buried inside, Fabio grabbed Marco’s wrists, pulling them back hard as he made him move step by step toward the couch. His thrusts alternated to deep, punishing and unrelenting. For the first time in forever, Fabio actually felt pleasure instead of just release. Marco’s hole was fucking addictive, and he wanted to keep him split open all night.

By the time they hit the sofa, Fabio’s cock twitched with need. He withdrew only long enough to flip Marco.

Fabio slammed Marco into the sofa, his hand gripping his jaw roughly to keep him still. Marco only laughed maniacally, his eyes glinting with challenge.

"Is this you trying to tame me... Fabio?" he taunted, his breath hitching as Fabio ground into him.

Fabio’s smirk was dark. "Tame you? No. I want to break you."

Marco’s answer was a low moan as Fabio forced him down, pressing his chest into the cushions. His hips lifted, his body bending between Fabio’s thighs.

Marco gritted his teeth, refusing to yield even as Fabio drove into him with unrestrained force.

"Harder," he gasped, his words meant to provoke. "If you want to play king, then fuck like one."

Fabio’s rhythm grew merciless, each thrust landing like a silent command. But Marco met him with equal hunger–groaning, biting his lip, refusing to beg. Their words tangled with the slap of skin, more fight than surrender.

"Cocky bastard," Fabio growled against his ear.

Marco’s ragged, breathless laugh broke. "Still standing."

After a brutal series of thrusts, Marco suddenly braced his arms, shoving Fabio off balance. He pushed himself free, then spun and shoved Fabio onto the couch, catching his jaw in a mirrored grip. His lips brushed close as he murmured, "My turn now."

He flipped Fabio over, pressing his chest into the cushions. "Where the fuck are your condoms?"

Fabio’s chest heaved with anticipation, his smirk knowing as ever. He reached under the cushion and dangled one condom between two fingers. "Always prepared."

Marco snatched it, not tearing it open yet. "You’ll need more than this tonight."

Before Fabio could reply, Marco smacked his ass–loud and hard just like he had done with him (Marco). Then again, and again and again.

"Fuck!" Fabio’s shout ripped out, though his cock twitched with each sting.

Marco’s grin widened. After reddening Fabio’s cheeks, he slid his fingers between them, rubbing that tight hole before shoving one inside. Then a second and then a third, making sure to prepare him for the intrusion Marco knew he was going to enjoy.

As he ruined Fabio’s ass, Fabio had to bite his lower lip to stop those stupid cries of pleasures from escaping.

"I see you’re enjoying it," Marco mocked, tearing the condom foil open with his teeth now. He rolled it on, his cock already throbbing.

Fabio’s chest hammered. He had never bottomed before, and the thought made his blood run hot. His nerves buzzed, but his cock betrayed him, twitching harder with every second. He needed this.

"Just..."

He never finished. Marco spread his butt cheeks open and placed his length above his entrance and thrust into him in one go.

Fabio bit his lip so hard it almost bled, swallowing the cry that ripped through his chest. The pain burned sharp that he almost wanted to run, but that was not an option.

Marco held still for a beat to let him adjust, before started to move, slow at first. But when Fabio’s lips curled into a provocation, Marco snapped. His grip crushed Fabio’s waist as he pounded fast. If Fabio was merciless, then Marco was the unmatched ruthless.

Fabio’s moans broke free shamelessly and provocatively. "Fuck–fuck–Holy shit..."

Marco smirked and drove him harder, making Fabio’s words tumble into gibberish.

A while later, Marco pulled out which made Fabio groan in protest. He ( Marco) sat down on the couch his cock slick and aching, before he slapped his thigh. "I want you to ride me."

Fabio’s eyes darkened with lust. His cock twitched as he climbed on without a second thought, and sank down in one swift motion, both of them groaning loud.

"Fuck, yes," Marco growled, gripping his waist. "Bounce on it hard, sweetheart. It’s all yours tonight."

Fabio rode him with reckless hunger, his hips slamming down fast and rough. Marco’s head fell back, moans and groans breaking from his throat. "You’re too good for a first time."

"Oh yeah?" Fabio gritted, biting his lip as he rolled his hips in circles before slamming down again.

Marco’s hands gripped him tighter, his voice breaking. "Shit... Fabio... I can’t hold it in for long..."

But just before he exploded, Fabio lifted off, Marco’s cock slipping free with a wet slap.

"The fuck, Fabio!?" Marco snarled, jerking with frustration. "Do you want to kill me?"

Fabio smirked while stroking a hand along Marco’s throat. "You’re not dying until we’re done. I’m loving this already." He tugged Marco up from the couch. "Let’s shift to the bedroom now. I’ve got more condoms there and... lube too."

Marco cursed under his breath, but he followed. "Are you kidding? You should have said that earlier before you slammed into my virgin ass." For a moment, Marco thought this man was a bit of a sadomasochist. "Fine. Guess we’ve got a long night ahead, fucking each other till the end, right?"

"I can’t wait to cum all over you too."