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He’d thought about it, fantasized about it, and here he was, finally at the point where he had just about enough nerve to ask for what his body craved.
“I’ve had your tongue in my ass, your fingers…” Butch breathed deeply. “I think I’m ready for your dick.”
There. Said it.
Sol didn’t speak for a second, and then he gave Butch a searching gaze that made him hot and cold all at the same time. “You didn’t enjoy that. You told me so.”
He wasn’t about to be deterred, not now he’d gotten this far.
“That was the old Butch. ThenewButch knows you’ll make it good for him, you’ll take care of him, and you’ll make it just as awesome as everything else we’ve done.”
Sol’s lips twitched. “Wow. Talk about pressure.”
Butch’s eyes flickered to Sol’s still rigid cock. “But not too much pressure, right?”
Sol crawled up Butch’s body and kissed him. “You’re trusting me. I won’t let you down.” Another kiss, and then he moved lower, flicking Butch’s nipples with his tongue, circling Butch’s navel, until at last his mouth was where Butch wanted it, giving the head a hard suck.
“Have I told you how much I love it when you do that?” He watched the bob of Sol’s head, groaning when Sol pulled gently on the foreskin with his teeth. He stroked Sol’s gleaming scalp, shuddering as Sol took him deep.
Then Sol pulled free, reached over to the nightstand, and grabbed the bottle of lube sitting there. “We’re going to need this.” He squeezed the viscous liquid onto his fingers.
Butch’s heartbeat raced. “Kiss me?”
Sol smiled. “As if I could stop doing that.” He leaned over and their lips met in another toe-curling, heart-melting kiss while Sol teased his hole. Then he cradled Butch’s head yet again as he slid a finger into him.
Butch kissed him open-mouthed, his cock jumping as Sol fingered him, his breathing loud and harsh.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” Sol whispered.
“That’s a good thing, right?” Butch groaned when Sol nudged that glorious spot inside him. “Aw fuck.”
Sol stroked Butch’s belly, his own dick leaking pre-cum that dropped like a thin strand of glass from his slit. Sol smiled. “Taste it.”
Butch applied the pad of his forefinger, drawing the sticky fluid away and bringing it to his lips. He raised his gaze. “Can I suck it?”
Sol grinned. “Like I’m going to say no.” He shuffled across the bed until he was at Butch’s side, his shaft pointing right at Butch’s mouth, his finger wedged in Butch’s body. Butch held Sol’s dick steady and kissed along the length of Sol’s thick cock before taking the head into his mouth, moaning around it as Sol explored his hole, nudging his prostate with firm strokes.
“Lie on your front,” Sol instructed.
Butch obeyed, propping himself up on his elbows to take Sol’s dick into his mouth again, sliding his lips along the shaft, picking up a little speed.
Sol leaned over him toward his ass, there was a finger inside his hole once more, and Butch let out a whimper he could no longer contain, spreading his legs.
“Want me to stop?”
“Fuck no,” he replied with a groan. He worked Sol’s shaft while he sucked, aware of Sol pushing his finger deeper, then adding another. “Aw fuck, that’s a stretch.” His ass felt as if it was on fire.
“Stretch is good,” Sol told him. “Gotta open you up.” He moved his fingers in and out, and it wasn’t long before the fire gave way to much more pleasurable sensations, and Butch was rocking his ass up to meet each thrust.
Then his hole was empty, and Sol cupped his chin, tilting his face upward.
“Ready?”
“Maybe?” he quipped.
Sol kissed him. “You know the drill. You want to stop, any time, you say your name.” He got onto the bed and lay on his back, reaching over to the nightstand drawer.
The sight of a condom wrapper made Butch’s heart lurch into overdrive.
