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As Frankie brought his other hand up to repeat the movement on the other side, Diego bucked his hips. “Frankie!”
Frankie swooped down and captured Diego’s next few moans and curses with a kiss, swallowing them as he let his hands slide lower and lower until they landed at the waist of Diego’s jeans.
“Can we take these off? You can leave your boxers on if you want.”
Diego sat up and cupped Frankie’s face in his hand. They stared at each other for a few beats, and something passed over Diego’s face, but before Frankie could ask, he glanced across the room.
“I think I’d like to change into a different harness. And then you can, um… pick.”
Frankie followed Diego’s gaze to the bottom drawer of his dresser. “Ooooh, do I get to pick which dick you’re going to fuck me with?”
Diego let out a startled laugh. “I… yeah, I mean, I guess that is what you’re going to do.”
Frankie nuzzled his face against Diego’s, their end-of-day scruff rubbing and chafing slightly, but Frankie didn’t care.
“Is that not what you call them?”
“My dicks? In a drawer?” Diego asked incredulously, but there was laughter in his voice. “No, that doesn’t help with my dysphoria at all. They’re dildos. Some of them are fun shapes and colors and some of them are fleshy looking, and… while they are an extension of me I’m going to use to give you pleasure, I have a bio dick, and one is quite enough.”
Frankie pulled back so he could watch Diego’s reaction as he asked, “So you don’t want me to suck your dildo or packer and tell you how good you taste?”
Diego shivered and sunk his front teeth into the flesh of his bottom lip. “Dios… I mean… when you say it like that I am tempted to say yes, but… no. Maybe one day you could actually suckme, but no, not my dildos.”
“You just say the word, and I am one hundred percent there,” Frankie said, pulling a soft smile back across Diego’s lips.
“I will remember that,” Diego said as he slowly rose from the bed and went to kneel in front of his dresser. He opened it, pulled out a strappy looking thing, and then tilted his head in invitation to Frankie.
Frankie scrambled out of the bed so fast he nearly faceplanted. He’d stumbled upon some of Diego’s dildos, but he’d been so embarrassed, turned on, and embarrassed at how turned on he was that he’d slammed the drawer closed, unfortunately alerting Diego to his blunder. As he knelt next to Diego now, all Frankie felt was excitement – until he looked closer at the dildos.
“Is this a fucking unicorn horn?” Frankie nearly shouted as he picked up a dildo that did indeed look like a unicorn horn. Then he saw an even more outlandish one underneath and he dropped the horn to pick up… a tentacle.
“I wasn’t sure what types of lovers I would encounter, and they had a buy-two-get-two free sale in college,” Diego said quietly, his cheeks practically glowing in the low light of his bedroom.
“I mean, I’m all for adventure, but I feel like you’d have to gososlow and besocareful with this one. You probably couldn’t actually fuck someone with it.”
Diego let out a quiet noise and fumbled with the straps in his hands. “Um… I… have tried it before.”
Frankie nearly fell over. “Did… you like it?”
“It was definitely an experience. Not necessarily one I would try again, but I used a condom, cleaned it, and thought I might as well just keep it in case someone else ever wanted to try it.”
Frankie wanted to comment, but he was distracted by a dildo at the bottom of the pile. It was the exact same color as the boxers he was wearing. He pulled it out; it was almost the perfect size. “This feels like it was meant to be,” he said holding the dildo next to his underwear.
Diego smiled softly. “It’s the one this harness came with, so that’s perfect.” He took the dildo from Frankie and closed the drawer, standing up and hesitantly looking between his bed and the bathroom.
“You don’t have to change in the bathroom. It’s your room, D. I can close my eyes or turn around?”
“I, uh, don’t mind if you watch me put it on but changing out the other packer can be a little… sweaty. I’d like to clean off in private if that’s okay.”
Frankie smiled and held out his hands. Diego handed him the harness and dildo and slipped into the bathroom. Frankie stood there, not really sure what to do next. He had cleaned, trimmed, and been prepping himself for a few days and kept up his “hookup hygiene” as he liked to call it, every day since Diego went in for the tests. He lifted his arm and gave himself a quick sniff. He smelled alright, but maybe he could run into his room and grab some more deodorant.
Diego emerged from the bathroom completely naked, and Frankie froze, his arm still in the air. He tried to play it off by bringing his hand behind his neck, but he could feel the skin of his neck and chest turning pink.
“Wow… you blush all the way down,” Diego commented mildly, shifting with slight discomfort as Frankie tried his best to look anywhere but at Diego’s crotch.
As the seconds ticked by, Diego’s shoulders hunched, and he crossed his arms over his chest. “You can… I mean… You probablyshouldlook, Franklin.”
Frankie dropped his arms and quickly shucked off his boxers, so he was standing there completely naked as well. Diego took a sharp breath. Only then did Frankie let himself look. The first thing that caught his eye was Diego’s gorgeous legs. They were covered in dark hair and the muscles were more pronounced than on his stomach and chest. Frankie couldn’t decide if he liked his arms or his legs better. It might be a tie.
