Page 24 of Artifacts

“Aldric, is there anything you want to tell me?” Darrell asked slowly.

“Like…” Aldric couldn’t pretend. “Like that I haven’t done this before? This is my first time?” He dropped his gaze to the mess on his torso. He wasn’t looking at Darrell but could tell from the movement of the bed that Darrell had moved away. Well, what did he expect? Aldric the freak, who had never been with another guy in all his twenty—

“Yeah. Exactly like that.” Darrell was there again with a handful of Kleenex, dabbing at Aldric’s chest. He sat back. “Well,fuck me. How did I get so lucky?”

When Aldric lifted his gaze to Darrell’s face, the grin on it was blinding.

“I love going slow and taking my time, and that’s not something many—” Darrell shook his head. “To get to savor you, to spend as long as I want, as long as you need, getting you ready…that’s a gift I’ve not been given before.” The kiss Darrell took Aldric’s lips in was almost reverent. “You’re really something.”

Aldric agreed.Something as in scared. Nervous. Wondering how much pain there’ll be.

“You’re gonna love this. Be begging for more. Wondering how you got through life without a cock up your ass.” Darrell’s grin was promising now. “But you play with yourself, right? Toys, dildos?”

“Just my fingers.”

“Shit, that image ishot.” Darrell gave a long stroke to his cock as if in illustration. “Turn over so I can prep you. Gonna eat you out, hon.”

Aldric rolled onto his stomach, his heart speeding with each thing Darrell informed him he was going to do for Aldric.To me.So when Darrell ran his nails down Aldric’s back then smoothed his hands over his ass, Aldric almost squealed.

“Shhh,” Darrell murmured. “I’ll be gentle.”

The nuzzle at his neck was, the nip that followed less so, but it made Aldric’s entire body pulse. Pressure on his butt cheeks had them parting, exposing his hole, and the soft trail of wet warmth along it could only have been Darrell’s tongue.Oh. My. God. Rimming.He’d read about it, of course, and seen videos, but now Aldric’s whole world narrowed to that one spot made super-sensitive because Darrell’s tongue was bringing every nerve ending in it to red-hot life.

“You’re tighter because you just came,” Darrell said behind him, the words puffing air across his now damp pucker. “So gonna lick you loose.”

The wriggle Aldric gave was him trying to rut into the bedandpress back against Darrell’s tongue. He grabbed at the sheet, his hands curling into fists on either side of him. The noise that came from his throat was pure impatience.

“Hey.” Darrell sounded amused. “Takes as long as it takes.”

It took long, slow minutes of sweet torture before Darrell gave a final swipe and paused, and Aldric wondered where he’d moved to. Noises a second later explained it—to reach across to the nightstand for lube. This time the foreign object at Aldric’s hole was harder, rounded and slippery, and Aldric clamped shut against it. Against Darrell’s cock wanting in.

“Sorry,” he gasped.

“Not a problem. We’ll take all the time you need,” Darrell assured him, and ran the tip of his finger in a tight circle around Aldric’s pucker, keeping the nerve endings there firing and also kindling tiny fires in Aldric’s bloodstream.

Aldric didn’t know whether it was Darrell’s touch or his murmurs of praise that had him relaxing, but within a minute, the tip of Darrell’s finger was in him. There was a squirt of viscous gel, not warmed, and Darrell pushed farther, until Aldric was clenching around it. “Is that it? Is it in?” he asked.

Darrell’s chuckle was dirty. “To the first knuckle, yeah. Push back for me, babe.”

The endearment registered more than the instructions, but when they did, Aldric got his knees working, to give him leverage to press back as directed, and bore down on the intrusion in his ass, chasing it when Darrell pulled out. This time when Darrell penetrated him again, it was with something thicker, larger, and Aldric moaned. “Two?” He tightened around them.

“Yeah, and you took them like a champ. Let’s see…”

Darrell seeing didn’t seem to involve him moving, so, impatient for more sensation, Aldric took the initiative. He began rocking forward and back, the stretch to his hole and his ass making him press his face into the sheet. It also had him craving more.

“You’re a natural,” Darrell assured him. “Wish you could see how goddamn sexy you look, fucking yourself on my hand.” He shifted position, and the thick, wet-tipped press of his cock on Aldric’s thigh was no longer threatening, but a next step. “Think you can take another?”

Most of Aldric’s nod ended up in the mattress cushioning him, but Darrell must have caught enough to ease free and return with an even thicker penetration that stretched Aldric’s rim and his walls as Darrell pushed inside slowly. Aldric realized he was holding his breath and forced it out.

“Jesus, your ass is amazing!”

A swat across one cheek had him opening his mouth to scream, but what emerged was a moan of pleasure.

Darrell’s, “Oh,” held a world of pleased discovery in it. “I think that’s enough warm-up. If you’ve never feltthisbefore, it’s gonna blow your mind.”

“This—sshiiittt!” Aldric’s hiss turned into a scream as Darrell massaged his prostate. His instinct was to pull away, but Darrell moved his fingers like they were a part of him, rubbing with purpose. Sparks snapped into being behind his eyelids, and he half-curled onto his side while curse words he rarely used fell from his lips in a stream—JesusandGodandfuckandshitloud among them.

Seconds later, his fetal scrunch became a writhe, Aldric pierced by bolts of scorching-hot ecstasy. First localized, they soon radiated through him, making him shake under their onslaught, and he was amazed that Darrell stayed with him, never ceasing to stroke his gland and engulf him in obscene pleasure.

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