Page 57 of Under Construction

The drag of his knuckle makes Dennis groan, but Chris just changes angle—left, then right, coaxing virgin walls to give way until Dennis starts rocking back against his hand.

"Think you can take another?" Chris murmurs against his ear, encouraged by how Dennis’s body has started to yield. "Just tell me if it's too much."

Dennis can barely form words, caught between the stretch and the way Chris's other hand keeps his cock hard and leaking. "Y—yeah," he manages, "just... slow."

The second finger meets resistance immediately. Dennis’s breath hitches, catching in his chest as Chris eases it alongside the first. The burn intensifies—sharper now, making his toes curl against the sheets.

"Breathe for me, baby," Chris coaches, his free hand abandoning Dennis’s cock to spread across his stomach. "That's it. Let me in."

A whimper escapes when both fingers press deeper. Dennis’s thighs shake, trapped between wanting to close from the intensity and spread wider for more.

"Fuck," he chokes out, head thrashing against Chris's shoulder. "Ow, god, fuck… hurts—"

"I know, princess. You're doing so well." Chris's fingers pause, giving Dennis a break from the overload of sensations. "Want me to stop?"

"No!" The word comes out desperate as Dennis’s hand shoots back, grabbing Chris's wrist before he can pull away. "Just... give me a minute."

Chris peppers kisses along his shoulder, waiting until Dennis’s breathing steadies before he starts moving again—shallow thrusts that have Dennis gasping, torn, in two minds. Simultaneously wanting to push back to have more of Chris in his body, yet pull away from the overwhelming feeling.

When Chris starts easing his fingers apart—barely a whisper of movement—the burn transforms.

The new stretch sends sparks through Dennis’s body, making his cock spasm and dribble against his stomach. His hips start moving on their own, grinding back even as his muscles protest the invasion.

"Please," he whimpers, "need—" His words dissolve into a high keen when Chris's fingers curl with purpose, finding their target again—that pleasure point that makes his vision fragment into stardust.

"Shhh," Chris's lips brush everywhere they can reach—up Dennis’s neck, across his shoulder, behind his ear. His tongue clucks softly between kisses. "Only when you're ready."

"Want it," Dennis groans, the words scraped from his throat, “Chris,” he insists, voice higher, a little broken, “Wantit!”

"Baby," Chris says as if in consolation, "I barely got two fingers in you. Not much else is going to fit in this ass today…"

Dennis’s head spins, caught between want and uncertainty. He doesn't know how this will work, only knows the ache building inside him demands more.

"Try. Just try, please, Chris?” he pleads. “Even just the tip—I, I want to know how it feels.”

HowChrisfeels.

“Need to know,” Dennis manages, in between gasps.

Chris swallows hard against his back. Dennis senses it with his skin. He’s so zoned out of his surroundings yet meticulously attuned to every little movement Chris makes next to him, around him,inhim.

"If you're sure..." he feels the breath, short and hot, puff against his cheek.

Dennis tightens his grip on Chris's hand, eyes squeezed shut, and nods.

Chris's fingers slip out, leaving Dennis strangely hollow. The intrusion had felt strange, alien. But now the emptiness feels worse somehow.

The sound of the condom wrapper crackles through the quiet room—too loud, too obvious.

“You okay?” Chris asks, but his hands shake a little as he rolls the latex on.

Then he's lining up, palm forced steady on Dennis’s waist.

Dennisneedsthis—needs to know if this part of himself is real. If what he feels for Chris is tied to Chris being a man, or simply because Chris is Chris. Or maybe it’s nothing more than an experiment, some passing curiosity.

When Dennis feels Chris’s cockhead nudge against his hole, he tries to sink into the moment. Push himself onto Chris. Urge Chris into himself. Smother the spiral of thoughts clawing at his mind…

But white-hot pain lances up his spine, breaking through everything in blazes.

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