Page 61 of Unrequited Sloth

“Well, you’re not perfect at taking clothes off quickly.”

He smiled and leaned in for another gentle kiss. Gabriel tried to deepen it, but Bobby pulled back, getting a whiny moan in response. He wondered what other noises he could pull out of this man. He’d said he could be loud, and Bobby wanted to test that theory. Next, he unbuckled the belt on Gabriel’s jeans before pulling them down. His cock was so hard and big, it was poking out the top of his boxers.

“That thing is a beast. I know you said you prefer to bottom, but has anyone ever taken it?”

“Would you like to switch things up?”

Bobby looked at him, unsure if he was joking or not. He said he was willing to try anything, but surely there were starter sizes and you built up to something like that. He didn’t want to imagine how it would even fit.

“Relax, Bobby. All I want is for you to pin me down on that bed and fuck me.”

His mouth fell open.

“Or I can just suck you off again if you’re not ready for that.”

“No, I want to do that, but you’ll have to help me. I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“I thought you’d fucked women up the arse.”

“I have.”

“Did you prep them?”

“Of course.”

“So, let’s start there.”

Gabriel pushed Bobby’s hands away and pulled the rest of his clothes off. His dick must have a curve in it as it was pointing straight up and slapped against his stomach. The head went past his belly button. How was that possible? He couldn’t stop staring at it. Gabriel attempting to pull Bobby’s clothes off was what snapped him out of it. He allowed the man to strip him, even if that’s what he was supposed to be doing. Once he was naked, Gabriel gripped his cock and gave it a few strokes. Bobby was so close already.

They kissed again and pulled each other close, their cocks rubbing against each other. A surge of pleasure went through Bobby. He’d experienced nothing like it before. It was hard to resist rutting up against Gabriel, but he’d never felt the need to cum so badly in his life. Gabriel pulled away and opened the bedside drawer, which gave Bobby the first visual of his perfect, muscular arse. Gabriel held up a condom and a bottle of lube.

“Are you sure?”

Bobby nodded. “Yes, but you need to tell me what to do. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ll be fine. It’s not my first time.”

Bobby frowned.

“What?”

“I don’t like thinking of you with other men.”

Gabriel snorted.

“What?”

“Mate, you were engaged to my sister.”

Bobby chuckled. Gabriel had a point. He was being ridiculous, and this wasn’t Bobby. He had never been the possessive type, but with Gabriel, he couldn’t help himself. Gabriel led him to the bed and pulled Bobby on top of him. He held himself up on his elbows.

“I want your whole weight on me, Bobby.”

He did as he was told, and Gabriel moaned and thrust against him. Bobby responded, and they rutted against each other for a moment before they both stopped. It wouldn’t take much, but it was clear neither of them wanted this to end so quickly. They kissed for a while, but Bobby needed more, so he grabbed the lube and then wasn’t sure what to do. He’d fingered girls up the arse before, using lube, but there was no prostate to think about. It was just about loosening them up. With Gabriel, he had to make sure he hit the right spot as well, and not just with his dick, but the prep as well. There was one thing Bobby Kavanagh wasn’t, and that was selfish in bed.

Gabriel passed him the lube and rolled off Bobby onto his stomach, putting his arse in the air.

“This will give you easier access.”