Matt’s brain needs a second to reboot before he scrambles to get his shorts off. His erection may have flagged while they argued, but it’s more than interested in this turn of events.
“How do you want it?” Robert jerks his dick as he talks. The leaking red head disappears in the circle of his fingers with every other pull. It’s mesmerizing.
“How doyouwant it?”
“The guy who hasn’t bottomed in a decade gets first choice.” Robert stops to pour more lube into his working hand. He grips himself again and the lube glistens along his member.
“Um…” Any time Matt imagined it, it’s just like the first time. “On my back?”
“Missionary? Classic.” Robert releases himself with a wet pop before he disappears and a beam of blinding light spills from the bathroom.
It’s okay.
Matt’s done this before—in this position, with this person—and he knows what to expect.
He lays himself out gingerly and twists his hips in something he hopes looks alluring. Seductive. Titillating.
They’re not words that have ever been associated with either Matthew or Mateo Hernandez, and they fit about as well as clothing at Christmas.
Still, he poses.
The bathroom light clicks off again, plunging the room back into darkness, and Matt blinks until his eyes adjust. Squinting, he watches a standing figure stop dead with a thunk and a low curse.
“Suitcase?”
“Stubbed my fuckin’ toe.” Robert drops his haul on the bed,and the faint scratch of towel fibers swipe past Matt’s leg. “Okay, lift your hips for me?”
Matt does so with uneasiness churning in his stomach. When Robert guides him back down, his ass is propped up higher than the rest of him. “We didn’t do this before.”
“Learned a few new tricks since then.”
“Um, okay.” Matt hasn’t, his experience is still frozen in time.
A part of him thought his sacrifice was commendable. Matt liked that there was something he could point to and say, ‘This is proof that racing is the most important thing in my life.’ It grounded him, somehow.
Now, he’s bare naked with his hairy ass hoisted above his head and nothing but outdated data about what will happen next.
Robert settles himself between Matt’s splayed legs and looks up. “You still okay?”
“Yeah, of course.” Matt made fun of Robert for trying to take it slow. He’s not going to back down now. Still, his shaky voice betrays him.
“I’ve got you.” Robert’s large, rough hands settle on Matt’s thighs. His calloused palms rub comforting circles into the sensitive flesh. “We can stop at any time, okay?”
Matt nods and tries to swallow his uncertainty.
“Alright.” Robert’s hands drift upwards, closer and closer to Matt’s core. “I want you to take a deep breath for me, okay? In, first. Breathe in.”
Okay, this is it. He’s going to be fucked. Matt’s entire body tenses as he takes a shuddering inhale.
He’s done this before and it barely even hurt.
“Good, Teo. You’re doing great. Now, out for me.”
Matt pauses after his inhale. He holds his breath until his lungs are full to bursting, then lets it out with a shudder. Before he can expel all of it, a wet, warm heat wraps around his cock andsucks.
“AaaaaannnnhhhHHH!!!”
The rest of his exhale is punched out of him with a shout, but the suction doesn’t let up. Robert wraps a hand around his shaft and pumps in time with his bobbing head.
