“You be sure and let me know if you like this part.”
A warm, wet mouth closed over his cock, and Ridge arched automatically in response. “Unnhh. Um, yeah. Oh, God.” He was being sucked so well, the suction just right.
Drew varied his movements, at one moment his tongue pressing under the head of Ridge’s dick, and the next, just the tip sinking into the slit.
“Holy shit.” Ridge continued to babble as the good feelings rolled over his body, heat flooding up from his belly. His feet pressed into the mattress and his fingers moved restlessly on the bedding.
Levering himself up, Drew reached once again for the lube. Ridge gulped as the cap of the bottle snapped open, the snick of sound loud in the quiet room.
Drew stretched out over Ridge, resting on a muscled forearm, and palmed his cock with a slick hand. Talented fingers stroked him and nudged his scrotum on every downstroke. “Let me see if I can...” Drew eased that big hand back every so often, fingertips pressing against Ridge’s perineum.
On one pass of those fingers, Ridge’s eyes crossed and he cried out, his legs spreading wide, his knees coming up. “Whoa -- ungh.” His eyes were screwed shut and his head was arched back as Drew continued to press and massage that spot. “Jesus. I -- I didn’t know you could... touch that from the outside.”
“Uh-huh,” Drew confirmed huskily, lips at Ridge’s ear. He nipped the earlobe, causing Ridge to moan again.
Drew took advantage of Ridge’s spread thighs, his slick finger pushing against Ridge’s opening. He moved his head slightly, enough to kiss and nibble at Ridge’s lips, murmuring as he did so. “So good. You feel so good.”
Suddenly, that fingertip pushed inside, and Ridge whimpered and tightened up. His eyes popped open and he stared up at Drew. When he’d done this before, it had kind of hurt.
“Easy. Just let me in. Push out a little, it’ll help.”
Ridge tried to get his body to obey. Drew’s finger eased in deeper.
“Have you ever used any toys up here?”
Groaning both in embarrassment and at the feeling of that finger going deeper, Ridge closed his eyes as he nodded. “Uh. Yeah. I -- well, I have this, um, plug.” Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again, catching Drew grinning slightly.
“Good. That’s good.” Drew nodded. “Makes this a little easier.” He kept moving that one finger in and out, watching, murmuring.
Ridge found Drew’s soft whispers comforting and thrilling at the same time. He felt himself relax, beginning to enjoy the feeling of having a part of this man inside his body.
Twisting his wrist, Drew crooked that long finger. Feeling it press internally against the same spot Drew had found before, Ridge bowed his body off the bed, crying out in pleasure. “God, that feels way better than... uh--”
“Way better than a plug?” Ridge’s moan brought a cocky grin to Drew’s face. “Yeah. Most guys think so.” Drew quickly pushed another finger in and pressed it against that gland.
Ridge had meant the determined poking of his long-ago boyfriend in junior college, but now didn’t seem like a good time to clarify. Ridge grunted and shook, body opening to Drew. His legs dropped a little, resting on the mattress as Drew’s fingers moved, spreading, bending. He could feel them slicking up his inside -- and every pass nudged his gland. He watched in fascination as Drew bent down, mouth opening over his pierced nipple, those white teeth tugging on the ring and wet tongue stabbing at the little bud of flesh.
He shivered. God, that was hot.
“Okay, I’m going to push another one in now.”
With a whimper, Ridge nodded, eyes fixated on Drew’s turquoise beauties. It was overwhelming, but Drew wasn’t rushing him, was taking it so slowly. Ridge bit his lip, swallowing roughly as he admitted to himself that being the object of so much focus was frightening and exhilarating at the same time.
He felt pressure and the burn as another
A warm, wet mouth closed over his cock, and Ridge arched automatically in response. “Unnhh. Um, yeah. Oh, God.” He was being sucked so well, the suction just right.
Drew varied his movements, at one moment his tongue pressing under the head of Ridge’s dick, and the next, just the tip sinking into the slit.
“Holy shit.” Ridge continued to babble as the good feelings rolled over his body, heat flooding up from his belly. His feet pressed into the mattress and his fingers moved restlessly on the bedding.
Levering himself up, Drew reached once again for the lube. Ridge gulped as the cap of the bottle snapped open, the snick of sound loud in the quiet room.
Drew stretched out over Ridge, resting on a muscled forearm, and palmed his cock with a slick hand. Talented fingers stroked him and nudged his scrotum on every downstroke. “Let me see if I can...” Drew eased that big hand back every so often, fingertips pressing against Ridge’s perineum.
On one pass of those fingers, Ridge’s eyes crossed and he cried out, his legs spreading wide, his knees coming up. “Whoa -- ungh.” His eyes were screwed shut and his head was arched back as Drew continued to press and massage that spot. “Jesus. I -- I didn’t know you could... touch that from the outside.”
“Uh-huh,” Drew confirmed huskily, lips at Ridge’s ear. He nipped the earlobe, causing Ridge to moan again.
Drew took advantage of Ridge’s spread thighs, his slick finger pushing against Ridge’s opening. He moved his head slightly, enough to kiss and nibble at Ridge’s lips, murmuring as he did so. “So good. You feel so good.”
Suddenly, that fingertip pushed inside, and Ridge whimpered and tightened up. His eyes popped open and he stared up at Drew. When he’d done this before, it had kind of hurt.
“Easy. Just let me in. Push out a little, it’ll help.”
Ridge tried to get his body to obey. Drew’s finger eased in deeper.
“Have you ever used any toys up here?”
Groaning both in embarrassment and at the feeling of that finger going deeper, Ridge closed his eyes as he nodded. “Uh. Yeah. I -- well, I have this, um, plug.” Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes again, catching Drew grinning slightly.
“Good. That’s good.” Drew nodded. “Makes this a little easier.” He kept moving that one finger in and out, watching, murmuring.
Ridge found Drew’s soft whispers comforting and thrilling at the same time. He felt himself relax, beginning to enjoy the feeling of having a part of this man inside his body.
Twisting his wrist, Drew crooked that long finger. Feeling it press internally against the same spot Drew had found before, Ridge bowed his body off the bed, crying out in pleasure. “God, that feels way better than... uh--”
“Way better than a plug?” Ridge’s moan brought a cocky grin to Drew’s face. “Yeah. Most guys think so.” Drew quickly pushed another finger in and pressed it against that gland.
Ridge had meant the determined poking of his long-ago boyfriend in junior college, but now didn’t seem like a good time to clarify. Ridge grunted and shook, body opening to Drew. His legs dropped a little, resting on the mattress as Drew’s fingers moved, spreading, bending. He could feel them slicking up his inside -- and every pass nudged his gland. He watched in fascination as Drew bent down, mouth opening over his pierced nipple, those white teeth tugging on the ring and wet tongue stabbing at the little bud of flesh.
He shivered. God, that was hot.
“Okay, I’m going to push another one in now.”
With a whimper, Ridge nodded, eyes fixated on Drew’s turquoise beauties. It was overwhelming, but Drew wasn’t rushing him, was taking it so slowly. Ridge bit his lip, swallowing roughly as he admitted to himself that being the object of so much focus was frightening and exhilarating at the same time.
He felt pressure and the burn as another
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