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He was looser than I’d thought he would be, relaxing as my thumb made itself a little home in his opening.

“More,” he said.

Who was I to argue?

I was kind of good at this because I knew exactly what I needed, and I really enjoyed being fucked when someone took their time with foreplay. So that was what I did for Con. I kissed his hip, his stomach, and slowly moved my thumb, focusing on his reaction to what I was doing. His arm came up to play with my hair, and I pushed a little deeper inside of him.

“Good?” I asked.

He nodded. Vigorously.

I replaced my thumb with two fingers, gently moving around, shushing him and urging him on.

“You’re doing so well.”

“Matt?”

I stopped.

“Don’t stop. More!”

“So impatient,” I scolded. He just laughed.

“Get your dick in there. The fingers are all good, but I really want you in there. Properly.”

“Spoilt as well. My fingers are offended.”

“Your fingers are much appreciated, but my dick needs company.”

“Really?” I laughed. Grabbed his rock-hard dick. “Get yourself off, baby. Wank away.”

“Wank away? I thought you were classy, Matt.”

“I’m super classy,” I smarmed, grabbing the lube and coating myself. God. I was horny, my dick well and truly ready for action as a moan slipped from my mouth. I mean! He was in my bed with hands on his arse, holding himself open.

“You want me on all fours or like this?”

“Like this. Knees all the way up.”

I liked this position. Liked how I had control. I could touch him everywhere, and I did. Smoothed my hands over his thighs. His back. His hips. Leaned down so I could kiss his elbow.

I pushed my dick against his opening.

He moaned, and I whined, grabbing my dick so I wouldn’t accidentally come.

I almost had. Because this right here?

“Do it,” he whispered. “I need to feel you.”

“OK,” I whispered back. This whispering was insane, but in a way, I was grateful for the calm. My head functioned better when we were quiet.

I pushed, gently moving my body and holding onto his hips. A sound came out of his mouth, not quite a word, followed by puffs of air as the tip of my dick slowly, slowly edged inside of him. Just the tip.

I had to pant too because it was…

So bloody special.

I’d remember this for the rest of my life. The sounds he was making, his ragged breaths.

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