“Do what?” He prompted with a cocked brow.
“You’re terrible.” I dragged in a ragged breath. “Yes, I’d like you to fuck me one day. But…”
“Hm?”
“Never mind.” I tried to turn away from him, but he held me close.
“Tell me. Please?” He kissed my forehead, his hands running up my back. I prayed he never stopped holding me.
“It’s embarrassing,” I countered.
“I don’t care. I want to know more about you. Please?”
His begging nearly broke me. Biting my lip, I figured I needed to let him in. I wanted to, but it was easier said than done. The small amount of trust I’d given him so far had worked out well. “I’ve never done anal with someone.”
“Oh.” A slow grin spread across his face like Wile E. Coyote. “I’m happy to be your first. Fuck, you don’t know how hot that makes me.”
I couldn’t think of a better person to pop my cherry. “Not that I haven’t…ah…”
“Do you play with your hole, baby boy?” he inquired and rested his head against his hand. He looked prepared to listen to a lengthy and detailed story. “Tell me about it. I want to know. Do you like it?”
“Ah…sometimes. I like it.”
“With your fingers?” His hand shifted closer to my crack as if he were imagining it.
“Yes…and…”
“What? Tell me. Please?”
“I thought I was the one that was supposed to be begging?”
“Oh you will be. I promise.”
I bit my lip and tried to arrange a string of words into a coherent sentence in my mind, but they all sounded wrong. “Sometimes I use other things.”
“Like dildos?”
I sputtered a nervous laugh. “I can’t afford sex toys. No…ah, you’re going to laugh at me, I know it.”
“Tell me,” he said, pouting his bottom lip out like a child.
I rolled my eyes and said quietly, “Produce.”
I expected him to burst out in laughter, but he hooded his eyes and asked, “Yeah? What kind? I need to know so I can picture it.”
“No, I’m not telling you.” My heart was jumpy all of a sudden. I wasn’t sure if it was from excitement or anxiety. Maybe both.
“I’ll have to use my imagination then. Cucumbers? Eggplants?”
“No! Way too big. Ah, more like carrots or English cucumbers–they are a lot smaller and thinner. Oh God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this.” I moved to get out of bed, but he pulled me back in, his strong arms wrapping around me so that my back was against his chest.
“I think it’s hot,” he rasped against my ear then thrust his hard cock along my asscrack.
“Yeah?”
“Mhm.” He sucked my ear lobe into his hot mouth, sending a shiver through me. “Now I’m never going to look at produce again without thinking of you sliding a cucumber into your ass. Did you get aroused helping me shop for an eggplant?”
“Ugh.”
