Chapter 33: The Best Sex I’ve Ever Had

Chapter 33: Chapter 33: The Best Sex I’ve Ever Had

Frank’s breath hitched. "Yes, my prince—fuck me hard. I love it rough. Fuck me without mercy... please."

Listening to Frank beg pushed Raphael over the edge. He planted his hands on Frank’s hips and began thrusting harder.

"Yes, fuck me, don’t stop, please!" Frank begged, his voice cracking as his fingers gripped the polished wood of the table so hard his knuckles turned white.

Raphael hooked his long legs around Frank’s, kicking Frank’s legs wider apart to open him up completely. With his hands firmly locked on Frank’s hips, he slammed into him from behind, the heavy, wet slap of skin echoing off the bedroom walls as he pounded into him with ruthless, steady momentum.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" Frank moaned, his forehead pressing flat against the table as waves of intense pleasure crashed over him.

Raphael groaned, his breath hitching against the back of Frank’s neck. "You’re so fucking sweet, Frank. Do you even know how you make me feel right now?"

"No... harder, please, harder!" Frank panted.

Raphael drove into him harder and faster, each thrust deep and punishing. "You make me feel like I’m in heaven. Being inside you feels better than any palace I’ve ever lived in. I’m going to fuck you so hard today, Frank."

"Yes, please, fuck me hard!" Frank cried out, throwing his head back.

"I’m going to fuck you until you can’t even sit down," Raphael growled, his voice thick with raw lust. "Spread your hole for me, baby. Let me watch your ass bounce on my cock."

Frank didn’t hesitate. He pushed back against every single hard thrust, meeting Raphael halfway with frantic, desperate counter-rhythms. He shoved his hips back, taking every inch of Raphael’s thick length deep inside him, groaning loudly as the friction rubbed him raw.

Slap, slap, slap-slap-slap!

"Oh, fuck—right there, yes!" Frank screamed, his voice breaking into ragged, filthy moans as Raphael grabbed the fleshy cheeks of his ass, pulling them apart with both hands to drive deeper, exposing the slick, red-rimmed hole swallowing him whole.

Raphael groaned a low, guttural sound, losing his mind at the sight of his thick shaft disappearing completely inside Frank’s tight heat. "Fuck, you take it so good, Frank—keep pushing back for me, take every fucking inch!"

"I am, I am! Fill me up, give it to me!" Frank sobbed, his legs trembling as Raphael’s pace turned punishingly fast, turning every plea into a breathless, shuddering mess of shared heat and unhinged desire.

Raphael grabbed Frank’s right thigh, hoisting it up and planting his foot flat on the edge of the polished mahogany table to open him up even wider.

"Yes, I love it," Raphael growled, shifting his grip on Frank’s hips as he immediately resumed pounding into him with ruthless, unbridled roughness.

The heavy, wet sound of skin crashing against skin filled the bedroom as Raphael hammered into him. Frank screamed out, his voice cracking with pure ecstasy. "Yes! I love it, don’t stop! Raphael, fuck me, please!"

Raphael didn’t hold back an ounce of his strength, driving his thick length deep inside with vicious, hard thrusts that rocked the heavy table. Amidst the chaos of the rough fucking, Raphael reached out, grabbing Frank by the jaw to turn his face to the side and capture his lips in a fierce, breathless kiss.

Slap-slap-slap-slp!

Frank let out high, frantic cries against Raphael’s mouth—"Ha, ha, ha! Fuck, fuck, yes, yes!"—his entire face flushed red, twisted in a mask of absolute pleasure and raw lust.

After pounding him mercilessly at that blistering pace for a long stretch, Raphael finally slowed down. He pulled out, leaving Frank gasping and shivering against the wood. Without giving him a second to catch his breath, Raphael grabbed Frank under the arms, hoisted him up, and laid him flat on his back right on the table, spreading his legs wide apart.

Raphael leaned over him, pressing a deep, hungry kiss to his lips.

Frank whimpered, his hands frantically clawing at Raphael’s shoulders. "Please... go back inside me, please, Raphael!"

Without making him beg twice, Raphael realigned his thick, slick cock and drove straight back inside Frank’s hot, stretching hole in one hard, deep thrust.

"Ah, fuck!" Frank arched his back, a ragged moan tearing from his throat. "Yes, please, please fuck me!"

As Raphael started pumping into him again, Frank reached down between their bodies, wrapping his hand tightly around his own hard, throbbing cock, beginning to stroke himself in time with Raphael’s thrusts.

"Stop that, babe," Raphael grunted, grabbing Frank’s wrist and pulling his hand away. "I want you to come while I’m fucking you. Don’t touch yourself while I pound you harder."

Raphael slammed into him harder, hitting that exact, sensitive spot deep inside Frank with every single stroke. Frank’s heavy cock bounced against his own chest, swaying wildly and leaking thick ropes of pre-cum with every violent jolt.

Raphael hit the sweet spot again, driving in deep.

"Yes, yes, yes! Oh fuck, I’m going to cum—!" Frank screamed, his eyes rolling back.

Raphael sped up, hips snapping hard and fast as he fucked into him without mercy. The wet, sharp sound of skin meeting skin filled the room: tap, tap, tap, tap... each thrust driving deeper.

Frank’s voice broke into a raw, desperate cry.

"Yeah—please—fuck—oh god, I’m cumming! ahh!"

His cock jerked hard between them, leaking heavily as his whole body spasmed.

Splurt—

Thick ropes of cum shot out in strong, pulsing spurts, splattering across his stomach and chest while his hole clenched tightly around Raphael. He came violently, his orgasm hitting him like a truck.

Raphael didn’t stop moving through Frank’s climax. He let Frank spill every last drop onto his skin, using the slick mess to pound even harder, chasing his own shattering release.

"Ah, fuck—I’m close," Raphael groaned, his voice dropping into a desperate growl. He reached up, his large hand wrapping firmly around the back of Frank’s neck, pulling him up into a fierce kiss while he drove deep, deep inside him.

"Yes, yes!" Frank moaned into his mouth, his hands dropping to grab Raphael’s firm ass, digging his fingers in and pulling him as deep inside as humanly possible.

The deeper Raphael went, the harder he pumped.

"Ahhh—fuck, I’m cumming!" Raphael roared.

Slap, slurp, squelch!

Raphael slammed his hips forward one final, punishing time, his whole body locking up as he came hard, flooding Frank’s inside with wave after wave of thick, hot cum. He spilled everything deep down inside him, burying himself to the hilt as he rode out his orgasm, his low, ragged groans vibrating against Frank’s skin while Frank held onto him tightly through every aftershock.

Slowly, the heavy panting filled the quiet room.

Raphael’s eyes fluttered open. He looked down at Frank, his gaze softening completely. Leaning forward, he pressed a gentle, lingering kiss to Frank’s sweaty forehead, followed by a tender kiss to his lips. He pulled him up into a tight, encompassing hug, not pulling out of him just yet, choosing instead to stay locked together as they both let their breathing slowly return to normal.

Frank murmured softly against Raphael’s chest, a breathless smile on his lips. "That was... easily the best sex I’ve ever had. I loved it so much."

Raphael pressed a tender kiss to the side of Frank’s neck, his voice a low, raspy hum. "You tasted so sweet. Exactly like you look." He paused, then added softly, "I love you, Frank."

Frank suddenly stiffened in his arms, his expression clouding over with a flicker of hesitation. He pulled back slightly, looking up into Raphael’s eyes. "Raphael... are you sure about all this? We can—"

"No, babe. I’m entirely sure," Raphael interrupted softly.

He gently slid out of Frank...