He groaned and shook his head. “Really?”
Gavin snorted. “That was pretty corny.”
“It was.” Stryker wrapped his arms around Gavin’s neck to pull him down. “Now kiss me to make up for it.”
Gavin kissed him.
Stryker whined when Gavin pulled away again. His cock wept, releasing precome.
Sitting back on his heels, Gavin pushed Stryker’s legs farther apart. “Now the fun begins.”
Stryker was already having fun. He wanted more so he didn’t argue. He was intrigued by the wickedness in Gavin’s eyes.
Gavin caught Stryker’s knee under his arm as he coated his fingers from the bottle of lube.
“Such a good boy for me,” Gavin teased. He ran one slick finger over Stryker’s rim.
Stryker tried to push down, but having one leg up in the air didn’t afford him enough ability to move.
Gavin tsked at him. “Patience.”
Fuck that! Digging his left foot into the mattress, he tried again.
This time Gavin rubbed harder on Stryker’s hole.
Stryker grunted. Almost. He could almost feel the entry. He just needed—
Gavin withdrew his finger then added more lube. He started to spread it around his rim but never breached him.
The lube was thick and slippery. Perfect.
Gavin coated two fingers next.
Yes! That was what he wanted!
With two fingers, Gavin began to tease him again. Stryker’s legs were spread enough that he could feel a twinge in his hip. Not that he would be complaining about that.
Down Stryker’s crease then up to circle his hole. Gavin was masterfully teasing him.
Stryker’s dick bobbed.
“Please, Papi!” Stryker begged.
“Such a good boy. I love it when your sweet to me.”
Stryker opened his mouth to say something—he wasn’t even sure what—when Gavin pushed two fingers in deep.
Stryker grunted.
His body locked down around those digits.
“I need you to relax for me,” Gavin coaxed.
Stryker took a deep breath. He knew what to do. Looking up at Gavin was just fucking with his mind. Gavin appeared other-worldly. The shine to his eyes, the heat from his body.
Gavin pulled back his fingers then slowly, too carefully, pushed them back in.
Stryker shook.