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“I don’t want you to help it.” Evan knee-walked to settle between Colin’s spread thighs. “I want to enjoy it. And maybe tease you a little.”

“A little?” Colin let out a groan. “You’ve been teasing me all night.”

Evan put his hands on Colin’s thighs, thrilled by the way the muscles quivered like plucked strings. “I like teasing you.”

“I can tell.” Colin’s hands bunched into fists, the muscles in his arms bulging as he strained against his bonds. “Are you done now?”

Evan looked between Colin’s spread buttocks at the pretty little hole that waited for him. “Oh, yeah.”

“Thank fucking God,” Colin breathed.

Evan shifted his grip, pushing Colin’s thighs back and further apart. “Put your feet on my shoulders,” he directed, grunting with satisfaction when Colin instantly obeyed. The motion tipped his pelvis higher, pulled his buttocks further apart. His target gleamed, slick with lube and fluttering gently. “You ready?”

“So ready,” Colin panted, his toes curling against Evan’s shoulders, and lifted his hips a fraction.

Evan would’ve laughed if he wasn’t trying so hard to maintain control. He grabbed his dick, fumbling for a firm grip through the thick coating of lube, and pressed himself to Colin’s asshole. “Deep breath,” he instructed and pushed.

Twin grunts rent the air, surprise from Evan and pleasure from Colin, as Evan’s penis slid past the tight ring of muscle with far more ease than Evan had anticipated. “Fuck, Col.”

“Don’t stop,” Colin urged, lifting his hips again. “Don’t stop.”

“Jesus,” Evan muttered, and slid forward another inch. Snug heat surrounded his dick, and he had to clench his teeth against the urge to plunge recklessly ahead. “You’re taking me so good, Colin.”

“You feel huge,” Colin said through clenched teeth. “Give me more.”

Evan did as requested, pausing when the muscles surrounding him clamped down in resistance, forging ahead when they relaxed again, repeating the process until he was balls deep. “Fuck, you feel good.”

“Gimme a second,” Colin panted, and Evan nodded, though he doubted Colin would see it. He was staring at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breaths, and after a moment the wild clench of his asshole eased.

“Okay,” Colin said, and with a long, slow breath, lifted his head to nod at Evan. “I’m ready.”

“Damn,” Evan said, marveling at the control. He didn’t often bottom, but when he did, it took him a lot longer than that to adjust. “You train your asshole or something?”

“Yes.”

Evan blinked. “Really?”

“I’ll show you later,” Colin promised. “But for now, could you just fuck me?”

“My pleasure,” Evan said.

He pulled his hips back slowly, wanting to savor every sensation, then pushed forward again. Colin’s ass spread for his dick like butter, pleasurably snug and dizzyingly hot, and when he said “Again” in a voice that sounded like it had soaked overnight in sex, Evan didn’t even think of questioning him.

Back and forth, back and forth, stopping only to add more lube when the friction got too intense. The room grew warmer, their grunts and moans bouncing off the walls, the bed creaking when Evan picked up the pace. Sweat dripped from his forehead, splashing on the backs of Colin’s thighs, his groin, his hard cock.

Evan couldn’t take his eyes off Colin’s cock.

It was so hard, bouncing and bobbing every time Evan’s groin slapped into Colin’s ass. The head was nearly purple, precum dripping steadily, and the piercing gleamed in the light.

Evan didn’t know exactly why, but that piercing made him want to rut like a bull on Viagra.

“Fuck, I need to come,” Colin moaned, and Evan tore his gaze away from that enthralling metal bar and looked at him.

His face was red, sweat streaming as he bit his lip. His hands were wrapped around the rope, fingers flexing restlessly. They looked fine to Evan, but Spence had been very clear, so he shoved lust aside. He grabbed Colin’s ankles and pushed his feet back down to the mattress, then stretched across Colin’s body and reached for one of his hands.

“Oh, God,” Colin groaned as the movement shoved Evan almost impossibly deep, then blinked. “What are you doing?”

“Checking your circulation.” Evan shifted to grab his other hand. “And tingling, numbness?”

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