Anal virgin Kellan Hartmann 1st Time bottoming!

The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candlelight dancing across the walls. In the center of the room, on a plush king-sized bed, laid two shirtless men – each a study in masculine beauty. They lounged there, naked from the waist down, their muscles rippling with every movement.

Kellan Hartmann, the younger of the two, reclined against a pile of pillows, his chestnut hair tousled and his eyes darkened with desire. His lean, toned body was a work of art, with broad shoulders and a slim waist that tapered down to his hips. And there, between his legs, his cock stood at attention, thick and swollen, the tip glistening with precum.

His partner, a tall drink of water named Jake, sat at the foot of the bed, his hands resting on Kellan’s muscular thighs. Jake’s body was more mature, with a strong chest and powerful arms. His skin was a few shades darker than Kellan’s, and his muscles spoke of years of hard work and dedication. And between his legs, his own cock rose proud and tall, easily matching Kellan’s in length and thickness.

They had been together for hours now, exploring each other’s bodies with a heightened sense of desire. Their hands had roamed, their lips had tasted, and their tongues had danced a sensual tango. And now, they were poised to take things to a whole new level.

Kellan’s heart raced as Jake’s fingers traced the curve of his ass. He felt a shiver run down his spine as Jake’s digits probed between his cheeks, finding that tight little pucker that had never been breached before. This was it. This was the moment Kellan had been waiting for. His first time bottoming.

Jake looked up at him, his eyes smoldering with lust. “You ready for this, baby?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

Kellan nodded, his throat too dry to speak. He bit his lip and nodded again, his eyes locked on Jake’s. Jake smiled, a wicked glint in his eye, and leaned forward, his tongue darting out to lap at Kellan’s hole.

Kellan gasped, his hips bucking forward involuntarily. The sensation was indescribable – warm, wet, and so incredibly foreign. But it feltgood. So good. He reached down, his hands tangling in Jake’s thick hair as the older man continued to eat him out, his tongue delving deeper and deeper into Kellan’s most intimate place.

As Jake worked Kellan’s hole open, he also took Kellan’s cock into his mouth, sucking and licking at the sensitive flesh. Kellan moaned, his head falling back against the pillows as pleasure coursed through his veins. He had never felt anything like this before – the dual sensations of Jake’s mouth on his cock and tongue on his ass were almost too much to handle.

But just as Kellan was about to explode, Jake pulled away, leaving him mewling and desperate. Kellan opened his eyes to see Jake reaching for a bottle of lube, pouring a generous amount into his hand. He smeared it across his cock, hissing at the cool sensation, before pressing the blunt head of his cock against Kellan’s slick hole.

Kellan tensed, his breath catching in his throat. This was it. The moment of truth. He looked up at Jake, his eyes wide and uncertain. Jake leaned down, capturing Kellan’s lips in a searing kiss.

“Breathe, baby,” Jake murmured against Kellan’s mouth. “Just breathe and relax. I’ve got you.”

Kellan nodded, taking a deep, shaky breath as he felt the pressure of Jake’s cock against his hole. Slowly, steadily, Jake pushed forward, his thick cockhead popping past Kellan’s tight rim and into the tight heat of his body.

Kellan cried out, his hands clenching in the sheets as he felt himself being stretched, filled, fucked. It hurt, but it was a delicious kind of pain, the kind that made his toes curl and his balls draw up tight. He panted, his chest heaving as he tried to adjust to the new sensations consuming his body.

Jake moved slow and steady, giving Kellan time to get used to the feel of his cock inside him. He kissed Kellan’s face, his neck, murmuring words of praise and encouragement as he sank deeper and deeper into Kellan’s tight heat.

Finally, with a shuddering groan, Jake bottomed out, his balls pressed tight against Kellan’s ass. He held still for a moment, letting Kellan feel the fullness of him, the hardness, the thickness. Then, slowly, he began to move.

Kellan saw stars as Jake’s cock dragged along his walls, hitting all the right spots, teasing all the right nerves. He hooked his legs around Jake’s waist, pulling him in deeper, urging him to move faster, harder. Jake obliged, setting a steady rhythm that had the bed creaking and the headboard slamming against the wall.

The pleasure was intense, overwhelming. Kellan felt like he was losing his mind, like he was being consumed by the fire of his own desire. He clawed at Jake’s back, his nails raking down the sweat-slick skin, marking him, claiming him.

As Jake fucked into him harder, faster, Kellan felt a second presence join them on the bed. He turned his head to see a third man – tall, dark, and devastatingly handsome – crawling towards him. The stranger leaned down, capturing Kellan’s lips in a searing kiss as his hands roamed Kellan’s naked body.

Kellan moaned into the kiss, his hips bucking as Jake’s cock hit his prostate dead-on. The stranger’s hands found Kellan’s aching cock, stroking it in time with Jake’s thrusts, driving Kellan closer and closer to the edge.

With a final, brutal thrust, Jake brought Kellan crashing over the edge. Kellan cried out, his back arching as his cock spasmed, cum shooting across his chest and the stranger’s hand. Jake followed a second later, his cock pulsing as he filled Kellan with his own hot seed.

As they caught their breath, Kellan looked up at the stranger, a mischievous glint in his eye. “That was amazing,” he breathed. “But the night’s not over yet…”

And with that, Kellan reached out, pulling the stranger in for a deep, searing kiss. The three men tumbled together onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and heated flesh, ready to explore the limits of their desires and take their pleasure to new, untold heights.