“Sauna on the outskirts of town. Men only.” He grins. “Bit more civilized than this place. But sometimes you just want the grit, you know?”
I don’t know. But I’m nodding anyway. As if this is a normal conversation I’m having on my knees, pants around my ankles.
Hawk tucks himself back into his sweats. “Look, if this is all new to you, and you guys are having a…” He glances at Jace. “Moment, then I’ll back off. You two figure your shit out. It was fun, though. Real fun.” He’s about to push past Jace and leave, and for some reason, that’s the last thing I want.
“Wait,” I blurt out.
Hawk pauses.
“Ass,” I hear myself say.
“Excuse me?”
“You asked which hole. That’s my answer.”
Jace makes a choked sound. Hawk’s eyebrows climb. He looks from me to Jace, then back to me.
“You sure about that?” Hawk asks. “You saw the size of me.”
“Yeah, Luca. Are yousureabout that?” Jace’s voice is strangled. He’s staring at me like he’s never seen me before. Like I’m a stranger. Which, I guess, I am right now. At least this version of me.
“I’m sure.”
“What the fuck,” Jace breathes. “You can’t be serious.”
“I am.” My voice is steady. It surprises me. “Haven’t you always told me to try new things?”
Jace has no answer for that. Because he has. It’s been his mission statement for our entire friendship: get Luca out of his shell. Well, I’m about as far out of my shell as a person can get.
Hawk claps his hands together. “Well, all right then. Someone’s feeling adventurous.” He drops onto the bench, back against the wall, and spreads his knees. He looks at me with a patience that doesn’t match what’s straining against his sweats.
“Take your pants off. All the way. Then come here.”
My hands tremble as I shove my jeans and briefs down, kicking them off into the corner with Hawk’s shirt. Then I pullmy T-shirt over my head and toss it on the pile. Naked. Except for my sneakers. Completely naked in front of two men. One of them my best friend, who looks like he’s about to pass out. I shiver, but not from cold. My cock juts out, embarrassingly hard, pointing straight at the man I’m about to let fuck me.
Hawk hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his sweats and shoves them down his thighs. There it is again. That weapon of a cock. Thick as my wrist, glistening at the tip, with a pair of heavy balls to match. It rests against a dense patch of dark hair, the shaft veined and ridged.
He’s right. He’s way too big. Especially for a first-timer. There’s no way that thing fits inside me. Not without tearing me open. But the thought of being stretched around that monster makes my hole clench in anticipation.
This is what I was missing with girls. This ache. This hunger. This desperate, bone-deep need that no amount of Cassidys could ever scratch. I was trying to force a square peg into a round hole this whole time. It was the wrong fit. In fact, I’m not the peg at all. I’m the hole. And I want to be filled.
I climb onto him. My back against his chest, his thighs bracketing mine, my bare ass settling against the hard ridge of him. His skin radiates heat. I can feel the steady thump of his heart against my spine. His cock presses into the crack of my ass, nestled between my cheeks, running the entire length and then some.
It’s in this position that I look at Jace. Completely exposed, laid bare in Hawk’s arms, legs open, dick on full display. Jace hasn’t moved. He’s standing there, mouth slightly open. I can’t tell if he’s pissed, confused, or a little proud that for the first time, I’m the one being reckless without him having to drag me into it.
Hawk reaches past me to the dispenser on the wall. Pumps a thick glob of lube into his palm. Cherry. Chemically sweet. Hishand slides between us, slick fingers tracing down the seam of my ass. He circles my hole with one finger, slow, spreading the lube, then presses. Testing the resistance.
When his finger breaches me, I gasp. My head falls back against Hawk’s shoulder. It doesn’t hurt. It feels… full. Warm. A pressure that radiates outward and makes my toes curl. Maybe because his tongue already did the work. Or maybe because I want it so badly.
He works me open. One finger. Then two. Scissoring, stretching, knuckles pushing deep. I’m panting, my hips rocking against him, chasing that feeling. His other hand comes around to grip my cock. A calloused thumb smears the precum all over the head.
“Tight as a drum,” Hawk murmurs against my ear. “Gonna be a snug fit.” He nips at my earlobe. “You still want this?”
I nod, a breathy “yes” escaping my lips.
“Louder.”
“Yes,” I say, my eyes locked on Jace. “I want it.”
