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“Three. Give me three.”
“Seriously?” Renzo was all about giving Canaan what he wanted, but he didn’t have small fingers at all.
In response, Canaan found the lube again and held it out. “Yeah. I want it. So bad.”
Renzo started by scissoring the two fingers he was already using, gently stretching Canaan until he was confident that a third finger might be a possibility. And god, the way Canaan reacted to the stretching, rocking onto Renzo’s fingers, groaning low, eyes squished shut, chest heaving. Adding a little more lube, he lined up the third finger, gradually pushing in, giving Canaan time to adjust, trying to read his body for when to go deeper.
“More. Deeper.”
Or, okay, he could just listen to Canaan. Still going slow, he thrust farther in. His body trembled as Canaan took them all the way in, pushing down to meet Renzo’s hand, making eager little whines that went straight to Renzo’s cock.
“Do the stretchy thing again. Fuck. That felt so good.”
Scissoring three fingers was more challenging, much tighter fit, but Canaan’s moans told him he was on the right track. Canaan’s cock pulsed, clear fluid leaking onto his stomach.
“Holy fuck. Did you just come?”
“No. Just close. Don’t stop.”
Feeling inventive, Renzo used his two remaining fingers to rub on the outside of Canaan’s body. Fuck, but Canaan was so hot like this, riding half Renzo’s hand. And the sexiest of all was how Canaan seemed to love it, taking whatever Renzo wanted to give him, each stretch getting a fresh set of moans.
“Want to fuck you.”
He wasn’t even aware he’d whispered the words aloud until Canaan moaned, “Yes. Do it.”
“You sure?” Renzo withdrew his fingers so that Canaan could actually think, not just let some sort of sex-high answer.
Rolling, Canaan retrieved a small package from the nightstand drawer and tossed it to Renzo. “Fuck yes. This is a condom sampler. Feel free to open more than one if the first brand doesn’t work for you.”
Somehow that helped quiet his nerves. This was all just them experimenting, figuring what might work. If it didn’t, he’d go back to making Canaan come apart on his fingers, which was hot as hell. This was a no-lose scenario where he was gonna get Canaan off, give him what he wanted, and maybe they’d both get lucky and this part would work.
After shucking his boxers, the first condom he opened was an exotic brand that looked expensive but smelled super funky and didn’t have much give, so he took Canaan’s advice and grabbed a second one that felt like silk under his fingertips and rolled on better than anything he’d tried before, no pinching.
“Taking note of this brand,” he gasped, joking to avoid coming before he even got started. He added plenty of the magic lube to both his cock and Canaan’s rim. Heart hammering, he knelt between Canaan’s legs again. “This okay? I wanna see your face, but—”
“It’s perfect, and if you make me wait more, I’m seriously going to lose my mind.” Canaan rocked toward him.
“Okay, okay.” Bracing himself with one hand on Canaan’s raised knee and the other holding his cock, he slowly—so slowly—pressed forward. Despite the lube and all the stretching, Canaan was still tight, that ring of muscle resisting the intrusion. But Renzo was patient, waiting it out. He’d seen with the three fingers how Canaan had adjusted, so he kept the pressure steady, trying to trust that Canaan would tell him if it was too much.
Right when he was about to ask that question, Canaan groaned, small of his back arching, ass pressing down onto Renzo’s cock.
“That’s it. Take what you want,” Renzo encouraged. Hell, even if Canaan could only take a little, this might be enough to get him off, simply watching Canaan stretch around his cockhead.
“More,” Canaan panted. “Push it in.”
Renzo gave an experimental shallow thrust, and Canaan moaned, pushing back to meet him.
“Fuck. It feels so good. You did such a good job, getting me ready.”
Somehow Canaan’s praise helped, made him bolder with the next thrust. Angling his hips, he tried to aim for Canaan’s gland.
“Oh.” Canaan’s moan drew the word out to about seven syllables, and Renzo gathered that his effort had been successful, so he did it again, sliding a little deeper this time.
And holy fuck, the way Canaan’s hole clenched him. His body tensed, everything burning.
“Don’t come yet,” Canaan panted. “Please. Wanna come too.”
“Yes.” Renzo would have promised him anything in that instant. “Tell me how to get you off.”
“Fuck me.” Canaan reached down and moved Renzo’s hand from his cock to Canaan’s. “Told you. Not gonna take much stroking. Fuck hard and touch me.”
It took Renzo a few thrusts to adjust, still not wanting to go too deep, but really liking the freedom of movement. Canaan wasn’t the only one who was close. Wasn’t going to take much at all for him to go. As a result, he didn’t bother with teasing Canaan, going straight to the fast, tight strokes with his hand that he knew Canaan loved. Moaning, Canaan met him thrust for thrust, hands digging into Renzo’s shoulders.
