Patrick swallowed, a thin film of tears forming. “I do.”
“That’s good,” he whispered. “If you don’t trust your partner… they shouldn’t be your partner. Trust is everything.”
Patrick nodded.
“Lie down on your stomach,” Derek urged. “And try to relax. I promise this will be the mostpleasantexperience of your life.” When Patrick lay down, Derek kissed him between the shoulder blades. “And it just gets better and better.”
. . .
Patrick tucked the pillow under his chin and tried to relax as Derek instructed, but his mind and body remained tense. What if—after it was all over—he discovered he didn’t like having sex? It was hard to imagine not enjoying it with Derek—especially after last night. But that wasoralsex—this waspenetration.
“Let me help you relax,” Derek said quietly. “The less tense the better.” He began to massage Patrick’s shoulders.
“Mm.” Patrick sighed and let his head sag into the pillow. “That feels good.”
Derek worked lower a little at a time, kneading his back muscles, moving toward his waist and hips.
“You have great hands,” Patrick mumbled. “You could be a professional masseuse.”
“You think?”
“Definitely,” Patrick moaned.
Derek chuckled softly and ran his palms over Patrick’s butt cheeks—and began to rub and knead his flesh in a way that sparked an instant erection. Patrick shuddered, his breath catching. “Like that?” Derek murmured with a smile in his voice. “How about this?” He ran his thumbs firmly along his inner cheeks through the crease, sliding his thumb pads across his entrance.
“Uh!” Patrick gasped, shocked by howsensitiveit was right there.
“Mm-hm,” Derek murmured. “You think that spot feels good—just wait till you discover theotherspot.” He continued massaging the outer rim of his entrance as he leaned over Patrick’s back and touched his lips to his shoulder. “Are you relaxed?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. That’s good.” He planted kisses down his back and across his butt cheeks then spread him open. “How does this feel?”
Patrick nearly jumped out of his skin when Derektonguedhis hole. “Uuh!”He clawed the pillow, pulse spiking, and began to pant as Derek’s slick tongue nudged his entrance, gentlystabbinghim. “Uuuhh—God!”Pulsing throbs rolled up his hard shaft.
“Mm,” Derek moaned, his hot breath wafting between his cheeks. Patrick heard—then felt—lube dribble onto his hole. Derek massaged it around… theninside…pushing one finger into his body.
Patrick tensed and gasped again.
“Relax, baby,” Derek whispered as he slowly stroked his digit in and out—then added a second.
Patrick was shaking as Derek carefully worked his two fingers around inside him, loosing him up. By the time the third finger went in, it was starting to feel good. And when Derek foundthe spotand began massaging it—Patrick yelped in shock and pure ecstasy, and almostcameinstantly.
Chuckling quietly, Derek kissed each butt cheek. “I think you’re ready, baby.”
Tremors quaked his body and he was ready for anything that would rub that spot again.
Derek sat back on his heels and applied more lube to Patrick’s entrance, and coated his own shaft. “Just so you know,” he murmured, “We’re tested regularly. I wouldn’t go without a condom if I wasn’t absolutely certain I was clean. I don’t want you to think I’m being irresponsible. I would never put you at risk like that.”
Patrick nodded. “I-I know.”
Leaning over him, Derek slipped one arm under his chest and touch his lips to his ear. “I love you,” he whispered—and slowly entered Patrick’s body.
Patrick gasped deeply and clung to the pillow. The pain was present but minimal as Derek gently pushed in deeper and deeper. Patrick’s breath shuddered and broke, his heart pounding.
Derek groaned and trembled, holding himself deep inside him for a moment as Patrick’s body adjusted to his length and thickness—then he very slowly rocked his shaft in and out, further loosening him up.
His tension easing, Patrick was consumed with thepleasureand began matching Derek’s rhythm.
