Page 69 of The Bro Date
“Y-yes,” he stutters again. “Shane, please.”
“Please, what?” I tease, licking into his ear and making him whimper.
“Please, just finger me,” he nearly cries.
“Not here, and not without lube,” I reply, continuing to dance my finger around his rim before I stroke his cock once again. “Iwant you to be comfortable when I fuck you for the first time,” I whisper, my lips moving against his ear.
“Oh my God,” Toby sobs. “Shane. I need you.” He abruptly stands, water sloshing everywhere.
I instinctively grab his arm so he doesn’t slip and fall. The last thing we need tonight is another injury. Toby carefully steps out of the tub and onto the towel laid out on the ground. He turns the shower on, testing the water temperature. “Let’s rinse off and take this to bed, then,” he says, blushing at his own eagerness.
My cock pulses with desire. I’ve never had a partner so desperate and needy before. It makes my dick harder than I thought was even possible.
Especially because it’s Toby who wants me.
“Wanna try something?” I murmur, staring hungrily at Toby’s towel-wrapped body, fresh from the shower.
“Yeah?” he asks with a curious, little half-smile.
I slowly step forward like I’m afraid I’ll spook him. Releasing Toby’s towel, I let it drop to the floor and step back to admire his glistening, toned body fully lotioned up. He shaveseverything. As I just confirmed in the shower.
“So fucking sexy. Do you think you can get on your hands and knees for me?” I whisper gently.
Toby licks his lips and swallows thickly, nodding slowly before crawling onto the bed and looking over his shoulder at me.
“Good boy,” I encourage, running a hand along his spine and pressing down between his shoulder blades so he arches his back, exposing his hole to my starving eyes. “Mmm. Sobeautiful,” I praise, running a finger between his cheeks and circling his hole the same way I did in the bath.
“Shane,” he breathes out like a prayer, hanging his head with desire. His wet curls drip water onto my sheets, and his body glistens with moisture.
I can’t take it any longer, I’m just as desperate as he is, so I spread him open and swipe my tongue up his crease, starting with his balls.
“Ungh! Fuck!” Toby cries out, panting and spreading his legs further apart to give me more access.
I focus on his hole, circling my tongue before I stiffen it and prod at his entrance until my tongue wiggles its way in, and I start to fuck him with it. The moans and cries that pour from Toby’s mouth sound inhuman.Animalistic.I keep him spread with one hand, continuing to rim him within an inch of his life while I reach around to stroke his cock with my other hand.
“Oh God. Shane.Oh God.Please. I need you to fuck me.Please, fuck me,” Toby begs as his thighs begin to shake. I stand up and grab the lube from the bedside table, popping the cap and pouring some on my finger as well as Toby’s hole.
He hisses when the cool liquid drips down his crease, moaning when I start to rub it in and press a finger inside him. “Mmm. Shane,” he groans, dropping his head and sticking his ass up even further.
I fuck him with one finger before pulling out and pushing another into him. “You like that?” I ask, continuing to fuck him with two fingers.
Just as he’s about to speak, I push my fingers all the way in, twisting and curling them until I find his spot. Toby’s words come out in a garbled cry, and he starts to bounce his ass on my hand.
“That’s it, baby,” I encourage. “Make yourself feel good. Think you can take three?”
Toby nods frantically, continuing to move fast until I slow him down by grabbing his hip and slipping my fingers out.
He whimpers at the loss. “Shh, baby.I got you.” I press three fingers against his hole, meeting resistance. “You can do it, just relax your muscles and bear down like with the toy.” Toby takes a deep breath, and I push forward, three of my thick digits sinking into him and stretching him open. I press his upper back down, making him lift his ass even higher. I spread my fingers, stretching him further and making his breathing pick up.
What a fucking view.
“Shane. I’m so full,” he nearly sobs, but he hasn’t felt anything yet compared to my dick.
“Are you ready for me to fuck you, butterfly?” I gently slip my fingers out before he can even answer, and Toby collapses to the bed as if my hand was the only thing holding him up.
“Yes. Please, Shane. Fuck me.Please.”
I push one of Toby’s knees up so that it’s bent as high as it can go. “Now arch your back and pop your ass out for me, baby.”
