[Sam260]

Troy groaned a little louder, head falling back and giving Lazul plenty of access to his neck "Shhh, don't you worry, Laz... I've got you." Troy murmured, fingers gently pressing into Lazul's hole and spreading the omega's tight rim little by little with thick fingers "Just... not here... Not on the couch." He whispered, one arm wrapping around Lazul's thighs and the other still gently pushing in and out of Lazul's hole to get him prepared for what was to come.

Troy stood up carefully with Lazul, letting his jeans fall to the floor with a heavy thump - wallet, keys, phone, all hitting the solid wood floor. He kicked out of the jeans and then carried Lazul into his bedroom, laying the younger man down on the silk sheets of his California King bed. He crawled up and between Lazul's legs and smiled down at the younger man, bending his head to kiss him lightly "You can be as loud as you want, Laz... No one will hear you for miles." Troy told him as he reached down to his own cock, grasping the base and pressing it against Lazul's hole gently, the slick was practically everywhere - on Lazul's thighs and ass - it made it extremely easy for that nine inches to start pushing in.

Troy groaned, again loudly, as Lazul's virgin-like tightness started sucking him in; no resistance given that he was an omega, but it was *still* so tight and Troy trembled with the effort to not just slam in. He wanted to be generous, caring, affectionate; not the animal that he so naturally was. Arms braced the bed on either side of Lazul's head as Troy started slowly thrusting just half of his length in and out of Lazul, opening the young omega's body up to him more and more.