Size Matters by Sean Michael Page A

been too long. Since when had a few weeks been too long? Trey was in big trouble here.
    “Yeah. Feels like forever.” Lucien lowered him onto the bed, still placing kisses over his face and neck.
    “Eons. Please.”
    “I can’t wait to feel your tight heat around my cock.”
    “Uh-huh.” He was slick and ready, wanting it.
    “You been using The Boyfriend to keep yourself happy, baby?” Lucien asked again, tugging at his clothes.
    He answered easily this time. “Yes. God, yes. Lots.”
    “Good. I brought you a new Boyfriend. Can’t have too many dildos.”
    “What? Another one?” What was it like? Was it big? He was immediately fascinated.
    “If you’re going to keep me off limits while you’re writing, there’s going to be another one each time I come see you.”
    “Each time?” God, he was a lucky bastard.
    “Yep.” Lucien had his shirt off and was working on his slacks, Lucien’s fingers touching him through them as button and zipper were dealt with.
    Trey reached for Lucien’s shirt, but he was clumsy with need. Lucien left his pants half-open, pulling the shirt off for him, letting him at Lucien’s warm skin. All he could do was moan, entranced by that warm skin, the heavy muscles.
    “The new dildo is less like a penis and more like three different sized circles. It’ll feel amazing inside you.”
    “Circles… Can I see?”
    “Uh-huh. You finish working your pants off while I strip the rest of the way and get it for you.” Lucien kissed his right nipple, before getting off the bed.
    “’kay.” He stripped off, putting the clothes on the chair by the bed.
    “I washed it at home so it would be ready to play with.” Lucien placed the cold, rubbery dildo in his hands.
    He squeezed, laughing at the give, at the almost gummy texture.
    “You want a little give with a dildo, but not too much. You feel how the middle circle is bigger than the other two? Can you imagine it sliding into your ass?”
    “Uh-huh.” Trey totally could.
    “Slick it up, I want to watch you fuck yourself with it.”
    “What? Now? You don’t want me?”
    “I do. I want this more. Just a few strokes.” Lucien’s hand landed on his belly, petting him. “Then it’ll be me.”
    “Okay.” Trey wasn’t ashamed. He just needed to know that Lucien wanted him.
    “It’s going to be so hot, watching you fill yourself with it.”
    There was pure desire in Lucien’s voice and that heated Trey as he rested back on the bed, fingers unerringly going for the lube.
    “God, you’re stunning,” Lucien told him.
    “What for?”
    “What do you mean what for? You’re stunning because you’re stunning.”
    “Oh.” Trey lubed up the dildo, enjoying the smooth curves, the bumps.
    Lucien’s fingers joined his, rubbing over the dildo, but also over him.
    “You make me so hard.” Lucien told him and his hand was taken, brought to Lucien’s heat.
    “Hard… Want you.” He dragged his hand over Lucien’s cock, jacking it steadily.
    Groaning, Lucien pushed into his hand. “Let me see you take my dildo first.”
    “Uh-huh. I’m ready for you. Slick.”
    “Oh, fuck. Trey…yes. You are so a natural. You’re going to do that every time, okay? Be ready for me.”
    “Every time. Yes. Yes, I will.”
    “Good boy.” Lucien stroked his belly, adding to his excitement.
    The words made him ache, had him spreading.
    “Now show me. Let me see how you use a dildo to pleasure yourself.”
    Trey pressed the end against his hole, grabbing his cock with his free hand. Lucien moaned again for him, fingers still on his belly.
    It wasn’t hard to work in the first circle, but the second one was bigger, a challenge.
    He heard the slap of skin on skin, the unmistakable sound of hand on cock.
    “So hot,” Lucien told him.
    He spread his legs, bent his knees, taking more in.
    “Jesus, look at that.” Lucien’s voice had gone all rough.
    Trey moaned, rolling his hips up.
    “Take more of it, baby. Fuck yourself with it.”
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