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“Good, because it’s been forever since I’ve had pussy, Scott.”
“I-I don’t have, umm, that.”
“I know, but I have a feeling this is going to be even better.” I transferred both his wrists into one hand and, with the other, stuffed it between him and the bed down to his ass to grope the perfect peach shape through his underwear.
“That’s a lot of pressure, Griff.” He gave a nervous laugh. “I’m not sure I’m g-g-good enough.”
I scanned his face. Was he playing coy? But he couldn’t hold my gaze. He stared at my chest instead and chewed his bottom lip.
“Listen to me, Scottie. You’re good enough. Want to know why?”
“Yeah.”
“Look me in the eye and I’ll tell you.”
Slowly, he raised his head. “Go on.”
“Because you’re fine as hell.”
His body melted beneath mine. “Are you feeding me a line, Griff?”
“The only thing I’ll be feeding you in a minute is my cock. Do you want it?”
“And if I say no?”
Was that a trick question? He looked so hopeful. I might not be as smart as him, but I wasn’t clueless. No just meant yes for him. His safeword was his real no.
“I’ll take it anyway,” I said. “And not a damn thing you can do about it, Scottie. You’re gonna lay there and let me use you to get off. Do you hear me?”
A bright flush bloomed in his cheeks and spread down his neck to his chest, which rose and fell rapidly. He nodded.
“Good. Don’t move. Keep those legs spread just like that.”
I vaulted off the bed and went to the bathroom to get the lube. Leaning over the sink, I gulped air into my lungs.
Relax, man. You’re wound so fucking tight, you’ll be coming once your dick touches his ass.
It’d been too damn long since I slept with anyone, much less someone like Scottie.
I re-entered the bedroom and halted. Scottie lay on the bed, his legs spread like I’d told him to keep them. Pillows were propped up at his back, and he casually rubbed his asshole, hissing and moaning.
Fuck.
All my good intentions of taking my time to ensure he came too flew out of the window.
It’d been over fifteen years. I needed this. Needed him.
Scottie squeaked when I landed on the bed. He’d been so focused on pleasuring himself and playing with his hole that he hadn’t noticed me approaching. He pulled away his hand, but I caught it by the wrist.
“Don’t.”
“I—I—”
I sucked his fingers into my mouth, and his eyes widened. I dropped them, and he held his hand and brought it up to his chest.
“I’m sorry, Scottie.” I slathered a generous amount of lube on my cock. It was all I could offer him right now.
“For what?”
