(Im)patient, part 3

A few days later, after more finger play and oral sex, they had both had enough. Excellent as it all had been, it was time. Besides, Tin felt recovered enough for more. He needed to be inside his darling boyfriend so badly he was constantly hard now.

"... I could ride you," Can was saying.

"The bed is so soft, I'm worried that the bounce will cause trouble."

"Then... we could put a blanket on the floor and do it there?"

Tin nodded thoughtfully. "We could, yes. Let's try. I need to see that tight ass bouncing on my cock now, it's been too long."

"But I want to see your face when you cum," Can whined. "Can't I straddle you cowboy style?"

"We'll do that for the second round, but first, reverse cowboy."

"Second round?" Can repeated eagerly.

"Come on, we never have just one."

"True, but if you feel bad after the first one, we will wait a few days before we do it again. But why do you like the reverse so much?"

"I enjoy the view. My cock stretching you, disappearing inside you. There are few things I like watching more."

"I want to see it."

Tin cocked his head. "Bring me my smart phone, then."

Can gasped and dashed off, and by the time he was back with the phone, Tin had already placed the blanket on the floor, and was lowering himself carefully down on it, butt naked.

"Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy," Can squealed, and went to get the lube. He gave the phone to Tin, stripped out of his sweats and t-shirt, and prepared them both. "Ooohh..." he moaned softly, feeling Tin's hard length in his hands, as he lubed it up. "I have missed this."

The longing on Can's face made Tin's chest explode with fluffy heat. "Me, too," he whispered. "Hurry."

Can wasted no time, and climbed to straddle Tin, carefully positioning himself over his hips, his back to Tin as they had agreed. He grabbed Tin's cock with one hand, and held it against his bud, and rubbed it there, moaning softly. "So hot..."

Tin was holding the phone steady, taking video in the vertical mode, so that he could capture all of Can in the view. He had thought about just zooming in on just the main action, but he wanted a record of it all. Besides, they could always zoom in on the video when they watched it.

"Please, Can..." Tin murmured, his cock throbbing with his heartbeat. It had been far too long since he had visited his happy place. The rest of the thought fled when Can arched his back and pushed himself down, letting Tin's cock spread him wide open and push in deep, all the way.

"Aaahhhh, Cantaloupe..." Tin groaned, when he felt his divine tight heat envelop his cock. "You feel so good..."

"Mmmhhhh... finally," Can replied, rocking slowly on Tin's hips, just content to feel his cock inside him.

When he could no longer bear it, Can started to ride Tin, forgetting all about being filmed, his head flung back, his ass making small circular motions as he was moving up and down. It was like Can was rediscovering Tin's cock all over again, for the first time ever. Except there was no discomfort this time, only an incredible sensation of being spread open and filled with a hard heat. He moaned with pleasure as he rode Tin slowly, wanting it to last.

Tin thought his heart would jump out of his chest, watching Can enjoy his cock. To be back inside him after such a long time, a whole week!, was sublime. He tried to muffle his groans of pleasure, mindful of the camera filming it all, but it felt just too good. Aahhh... hell, Tin thought, we're the only ones seeing it.

Then Can needed a bigger range of motion and shifted to a squatting position, and the last sliver of self control Tin had fled and he groaned, watching Can ride him. 

"Aaahhh... so deep," Can moaned, as he slammed his hips all the way down, then rocked forward to bring Tin's cock almost all the way out, only to slam himself hard back on him. His position tightened him up almost unbearably, and Can revelled in the slight burning sensation in his stretched bud. "So good..."

Tin thought he would go mad. He could only lay there and take it, especially now that his hands were busy, all his spare effort going into keeping his hands steady on the smart phone. Yet it felt so good to be back inside Can, and to see him enjoy himself so much.

"I won't last long," Can panted, Tin's cock rubbing his happy place inside with every thrust. He didn't even have to stroke himself, he was already close to his climax, just from the pleasure of Tin's cock inside him. 

But then... Can's position, leaning forward, his head hanging down now, made his eyes fall on Tin's balls, and the sensitive strip of flesh between them and Tin's pucker, hiding between his legs. He'd almost forgotten. Can had taken out the bullet vibrator when he got the lube, Tin having been too busy with the blanket to notice. Can grabbed the vibrator with one hand, the other still braced on the floor beside Tin's hips for balance, and rubbed his still lube slicked palm all over it. Then he turned it on, and brought it in contact with Tin's balls.

Tin almost jumped out of his skin, and he squealed. "Can, what the fuck...?!"

"It will feel good..." Can panted, still slamming into him hard, his hand now moving the little vibrator around Tin's sensitive skin below his trembling balls.

It did, but... "A little fucking warning next time, Can!" Tin had to growl. Then... "Leave it there!" he barked when Can pulled it away.

"Where, here?"

"Yes, there," Tin said, as the vibrator moved back to his perineum, the sensation suddenly just right. His hands shook and he had to grip the phone tighter, wondering for a brief moment why he had chosen now for their first video. Especially with Can's surprise move. But then... their sessions were always mind blowing, so...

Can did exactly what Tin asked, and left the vibrator there, lying on the floor between Tin's legs, the tip of the vibrator touching Tin, and focused on his own climax.

"Does it feel good...?" Can panted as he rode Tin, his legs starting to shake now with his approaching peak.

"So good, baby..." Tin had never felt the kiss of the vibrator before and the new sensation was making him shudder. The toys were for Can, but he had to admit that the vibration there felt amazing. But not as good as Can's tight hole swallowing him to the root. Nothing ever felt so fine.

Can was nearing his own slice of heaven, and he leaned backward, toward Tin's chest, bouncing faster on that divine cock in his ass. "Tin... I'm so close... mmmhh..."

"Yes, baby... Ride me, make me cum, swallow me all..." Tin panted, the double sensations of Can's tight heat and the slight vibration further below inescapable. "Cum with me..."

Tin's groan was the last straw for Can, and he cried out Tin's name when his climax hit. He shuddered and slammed himself on Tin's cock over and over, spurting his cum all over their legs, and like always, Can's pleasure brought Tin with him. There simply wasn't anything sexier than Can, cumming handsfree on his cock, and Tin forced himself to lie still as his own cock erupted inside him.

"Can...! Baby, now!" Tin groaned, as Can's convulsing hole milked his cum out of him, one ecstatic spurt at a time. Can went on for a little longer, until his trembling body slowed down, and finally came to a halt. He stayed where he was for a moment, panting hard, trying to get control of his limbs. Then he remembered the bullet vibrator and plucked it off the floor, turning it off. When he finally started to move off of Tin, Tin stopped the recording with shaking hands, and put the phone away, so he could help Can turn around.

They lay panting on the floor, cuddled together, both blissful with finally making love after such a long time.

"As good as everything feels with you, nothing will ever be better than being inside you when you cum," Tin finally murmured.

"Mmmm," Can hummed. "It's like you belong there, inside me." He turned his head upward and they kissed, for a moment utterly, truly satisfied. They lay for a little longer, lazy in their post orgasm bliss, until Tin remembered the video.

"Would you like to see how it looked from my point of view?"

Can's eyes widened. He had forgotten all about it. "Yes!"

Tin chuckled. He loved it that Can had no filter, and showed his excitement so freely. He held up the phone. "I want to watch your face while you watch it. I already saw it live. Come straddle me, on your hands and knees. I want you close for this."

Eagerly, Can obeyed, and soon he was crouched over Tin, the phone on Tin's chest, so Can could watch it, his elbows on the floor either side of Tin, his face resting on his palms.

"Ready? Press play."

It was incredibly hot to watch Can watching that video. Tin could hear the noises they had made and it turned him on, as he remembered how it had felt. Can's face told the story even without the images on screen.

"Holy fuck..." Can whispered, then skipped back a little and Tin saw him zoom in. "I can't believe you fit in there!" His breath caught when he watched himself swallow Tin's cock in his pink little hole.

"I know, baby. You're my miracle," Tin said softly. Can flicked his wide eyes on his for a moment, then glued them back on the video, zooming out again.

"My ass looks..."

"... perfect."

"... good. Shia, this is hot!" Can exclaimed, watching himself ride Tin.

"I know, baby. So is this. Watching you watching us."

Can shushed him, his breathing speeding up. Then he blushed. "You can see everything," he said, suddenly embarrassed.

"Such a pretty view..."

"It's an asshole," Can said, flustered, but he didn't take his eyes off the video.

"The prettiest in the world, and all mine," Tin murmured. "Are you in the squatting position now?"

"Mmmm..."

"I love it when you do that, you take me in so deep..."

Can shifted a little, and Tin's eyes shifted from his face to his groin. Can was hard again. Tin smiled. His hand found the lube and prepped himself, then he brought his fingers to Can's hot hole, making him jump.

"Can you ride me while you watch?"

"Are you sure you're—"

"Ride me, Can," Tin's voice left no room for argument, and Can obeyed. He kept the same position, crouched low over Tin, but lowered himself on Tin's cock when he felt the head on his bud. Tin's hand helped Can to guide his cock until it was again fully sheathed inside Can. Tin sighed with pleasure.

"Can... I still can't move..." Tin had to remind him impatiently, when Can seemed content to just stay right there, watching the video.

"Oh, right," Can said sheepishly. Then his hips started to move up and down, slowly at first, until he realised that what he was seeing synced with what he was doing. "Oohh... mmmhhh... this is so hot..."

Tin's hands were running up and down Can's thighs, straddling him, then inched higher, up Can's torso and to his nipples. He pinched and rolled the nipples in his hands, then flicked them with the thumb of each hand, then plucked at them like they were raisins in a bun. Can responded by moving faster, his legs starting to tremble. Tin knew he would need a little more time, himself, but Can was already almost there. He smiled, then added a little more lube to his palm and brought it to Can's cock, pointing straight at him, leaking a little at the tip.

"Such a lovely cock," Tin sighed, as his hand stroked it from tip to root and back.

Can's breathing became laboured, and his movements more erratic, and Tin knew he was close.

"Let me see you cum again," Tin cooed, his hand more insistent now.

Can shuddered and rode him faster, and his approaching climax made his head fall back, the video for now forgotten. Tin let it play, the phone still on his chest, the noises from their earlier love making turning them both on. But now Can focused on his climax, and he rocked faster, bucking into Tin's hand as much as he could, with his hard cock nestled deep inside him. Then Can's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he came into Tin's palm, and feeling the hot liquid on his hand, and Can's hole clench around him, made Tin shudder inside Can. He would need to cum soon, too. His hand kept up the motion, and when Can faltered and slowed down, slumping for a moment to pant, Tin slapped his hip playfully with his other hand.

"Don't tell me you're tired already, baby?"

"I'm doing all the work here," Can grumbled, but the smile on his face as he picked up the pace told the real story. "Don't stop your hand," he murmured, and let the double pleasure of Tin's cock and hand work their magic again.

Tin pulled Can closer to him, still mindful of the stitches on his stomach, and Can's eyes focused on the video again. It had ran its course, so he clicked the play button again. Can's hips were pushing onto the marvellous cock inside him, and he ground himself into it, his hips gyrating and bucking. 

It felt amazing, but incredibly frustrating for Tin as well, as he couldn't thrust up and into Can yet. It's not that Can didn't do the job properly, it was more that Tin was used to being in more control than this, and having to just lie there and take it was both maddening and arousing.

Hearing Can's rising pleasure in concert, both live, and on the video turned Tin on like nothing else before. His eyes were glued on Can's face, and he let his pleasure build at the same pace as Can's. He watched the tell tale signs of Can's approaching orgasm hungrily, from the rising whine in his voice, to his thighs starting to shake, to how his thrusts became sloppy and more desperate, and knew he was close. By the sounds from the video, so was the other Can, and himself, and the ecstatic concert they made tipped him over, and the four of them reached their peak at the same time.

"Tin...! Husband... Aaahhh...!" Can's eyes found Tin's just as his orgasm hit, and Tin's own pleasure spilled over.

"My Can...tal...oupe..." Tin groaned, not able to stop himself from bucking into Can as his climax ripped through him. It was heaven, being with Can like this again, and Tin wrapped his arms around Can, pulling him down and slammed his lips on his, even as his hips were bucking up into Can's shuddering channel. Their kiss was hungry, passionate and it prolonged both their pleasure, their tongues battling inside Can's mouth for control.

"Your stomach, Tin..." Can squealed finally, when he realised he was lying fully on Tin.

"It's alright. It doesn't hurt. The heeling power of love, I guess," Tin said, and pulled Can back to him. "I missed you baby..."

"I missed you, too."

"We'll be careful for a few more days, but I think I'm almost fully recovered now."

"Finally! It's terrible how your recovery is depriving us," Can said with pointed sarcasm.

Tin had to laugh. For someone in recovery in surgery and under doctor's orders not to strain himself, they had managed quite well.

"Doctors. What do they know," Tin replied, and kissed his fiancé again.

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A/N:

This was the end of this particular little story line. Hope you enjoyed it!