Page 88 of Tobias

“I’m going to take care of you,” I tell him softly. “But if you want me to stop, just say so.”

“I don’t want you toeverstop,” he breathes out, his green eyes bright and full of wonder and maybe a little fear too.

I help him out of his shirt, then gesture for him to get onto the bed. I get the rest of my clothes off before grabbing the lube from his nightstand, then crawl onto the bed and settle between his thighs.

“Feet flat on the bed, knees bent up.”

He moves the way I tell him too, and I take a moment to just look at him. Running my hand up his calf and along histhigh, I memorize the curves and the muscles. He’s in shape with a perfect body.

“You’re so sexy. You know that?”

He doesn’t answer, just keeps watching me.

I fill my palm with lube, holding it over his dick and making a fist to drizzle it along his balls and cock. It’s warmer this way, and not a shock when it reaches his skin. I set the bottle down to run my open palm up his dick before cupping his balls and massaging them with my other. He hums a sound of approval, his eyes falling shut. Rubbing my hands together to lube up my other one, I go back to touching him gently, wanting him as relaxed as possible before I shove something into him for the first time ever.

I’m not usually such a gentle person when it comes to sex. I like to fuck, and I like to fuck hard, but something about Theo makes me want to be different.

“Are you ready for my finger?” I ask, running my thumb through the slit of his cock.

“Mm, yes,” he breathes out.

Keeping one hand around his dick, I slide the other one down, rubbing his taint and pressing on it, wanting him to get used to my touch on this area of his body.

“Have you done this to yourself before?”

“N-not really,” he says.

“Elaborate,” I say.

“Tried but couldn’t reach.”

That’s so hot.But also sad.

“Well, you have me to do it for you now.”

He moans desperately, his dick throbbing. When I brush his hole, it clenches, so I do it again, circling my finger around it until I see his body relaxing more.

“Just feel me, Theo. Don’t worry about anything else. I promise I won’t hurt you, and if you want me to stop, just tell me.”

“Okay,” he says softly.

I push my finger inside to the first knuckle. Theo groans, hips thrusting up. Pulling my finger out, I slide it back inside a little deeper. I do this over and over until he comfortably takes the whole thing with barely any resistance.

“How’s that?” I ask.

“It’s…” He blows out a sharp breath. “I don’t know.”

“Do you hate it?”

“Not at all.”

“So, I should keep going?”

“Fuck yes.”

I grin as I wiggle my finger a little, avoiding his prostate. I want him to get used to having me inside him before I start playing with that. He needs to think this is good, that this is the best it’s going to get, before Iwowhim. Soon enough, I have him worked up to two fingers, and his dick is pouring pre-cum like lava.

“You’re close,” I tell him, wanting him to know how aware I am of his body.

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