Page 62 of Impurrfections

I fumbled with the dispenser, got a handful, and nudged him back to lather his front and mine, taking a fast swipe around his bobbing erection. Theo took more soap to do his pits, and the shower became a quick let’s-get-clean thing, each of us soaping and rinsing ourselves, eyes on each other’s hard cocks. Theo shut off the water. Those outsized towels were as luxurious as ever, but all I could think about was getting my hands back on his skin.

“Come on.” I grabbed away the towel he was using to rub his hair and tossed it at the counter. “Bed. Now.”

Theo laughed and let me pull him into the bedroom. “There’s water dripping down my neck.”

I sucked the skin of his throat and licked a stripe up under his ear. “You care?”

“No.”

We stumbled over to the bed because walking was hard tangled up in each other. I dropped flat on my back on the covers and Theo paused, gazing down at me with something unreadable in his eyes.

I squirmed under his intense scrutiny.When have I ever mattered that much to anyone?Patting the bed, I said, “You coming?”

“Well, I sure hope so.” He sat next to me. “What do you want?”

You. All of you.I fumbled in the bedside drawer and found lube and yes,score, condoms. Ripping one off the strip, I dropped it on the bed next to my ass and set the bottle alongside. “Fuck me?”

Theo shuddered and his dick welled a drop of precum, but he said, “Or you could fuck me. Either way.”

“Next time. Unless you don’t want to top?”

“Oh, I want.” Theo reached out and dragged a fingertip down my front from my throat over my pecs and stomach to my balls. I twitched at his touch. “I’ve wanted for a while now…” He bent and kissed the head of my eager dick.

I caught at him and pulled him up on top of me, wrapping a leg around his thighs. He braced his arms on either side of my head and kissed me. I frotted against him, our damp skin rubbing and pulling. The friction was good, but I needed so much more.

Theo stared into my eyes. There was something raw and powerful in that look, something I maybe wasn’t ready for.Or something I’m too chickenshit to admit I desperately want?

I broke our long look.Think later, fuck now.Desperation of another kind had my body on fire. Pushing on Theo’s shoulder, I squirmed out from under him, then rolled onto my front, smooshing my face in the pillow. “You too prissy to prep a guy?”

Theo chuckled. “Are you ready for my fingers up your ass?”

“Bring it.” I slid one knee up high and the other wide, opening room. Eyes closed, I waited.

The lube bottle clicked and squelched. Theo’s slick fingers touched my asshole. I waited to see what he would do. You can tell a lot about a guy by how he does prep. Some want you already done and ready and wouldn’t touch another guy’s ass with their precious hands. Some are rough and fast, get it done. Some are willing to play.

Theo eased into me slowly, just one finger, circling and using a little in-and-out that made opening up painless. I almost said I could take a lot more, but I kept my mouth shut. There was something sweet about a guy going this slow, taking time with me. He found my prostate with his fingertip and rubbed, sending a flash of sharper heat through me. I sucked a breath.

“There,” he murmured. He played a bit longer, pressing and rubbing and tapping, making jolts of electric arousal zap me.

I shifted my hips restlessly to get some drag of the covers against my dick. “Getting lost back there?”

“I think I’ve found you.” He pulled out and came back with two fingers, stretching me now, spreading them inside my rim, plunging deeper inside. He pumped his hand, shoving that firm touch across my sweet spot over and over.

I might’ve made an undignified grunt.

Theo laughed.

“Yeah, right,” I grumbled. “Fucking fuck me already.”

“Patience.”

I snorted. “I’ve been awake all night. I’ve got another fifteen minutes of patience, and then I’m gonna get myself off and crash.”

“That’d be a shame.” Theo pulled free and bent over me, kissing my neck, his hard dick sliding against my ass.

I heard the lube again, the rip of the condom wrapper, then felt the wide pressure of his cockhead against me. I liked that he didn’t hesitate, didn’t ask if I was really ready, just pressed home slowly and unstoppably. My ass ached and clenched, but the fire building under my skin said go, not stop. I whined and squirmed against him.

Theo eased back, pressed home again, slow and steady. Eased back, pushed deeper.

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