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He knew what Gamble wanted, and he was going to give him the best anal experience for his first time.
Turning, he straddled Gamble’s lap.
“Show me,” Gamble said, wanting to learn everything about this kind of thing. He was beyond curious. He saw how Poe reacted from when he took his ass, and he needed to see what the hype was all about.
“Absolutely,” he said right before he began kissing him.
In fact, he gave him the works as his hands were in his hair as he made love to his mouth.
At the oral assault, Gamble moaned.
They were dick-to-dick, and Poe was still hard. He was rubbing against him, their slick, bath-oil-coated flesh moving against each other.
As the water went down, so did Poe. He slowly moved down Gamble’s chest, playing with his nipples with his teeth, driving him wild.
He tasted masculine as he was perfumed from the oil that had been in the water.
Oh, well, Poe was going to need more oil.
Taking Gamble the first time wouldn’t be fun if he wasn’t lubed up, and he didn’t have any on hand.
Well, they’d make do.
Continuing to tease him, Poe wanted this man to feel everything he did for him. Poe wanted his lover to know what lived in him.
How he took care of him.
How he loved him.
How he gave him so much pleasure.
Now, it was his turn.
As he reached Gamble’s erection, he took him in his mouth, and enjoyed the way his skin tasted. It was masculine and called to him.
Yes, this man was made to be his. The second they touched, his heart opened and made more room for their love.
“Oh, God,” Gamble whispered, as Poe tormented his erection with his mouth and hands. “Killing me,” he whispered, as he stared up at the ceiling and was blown.
Poe had a wicked mouth on him.
Oh, and he loved it.
The truth was that Gamble wanted to feel everything that two lovers had, and that meant trusting his partner with the most intimate act for him.
As a man who’d been straight his whole life, no one ever touched his ass. Oh, he’d fucked plenty of ass in his time before Storm, but his had been off limits.
Until now.
He was curious.
And wickedly horny.
There was something about the sleekness, and the way Poe called to his libido that made him want to erase all the lines.
Would he want to do it again?
He wasn’t sure.
