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“What’s that for?” I asked.
“You’ve pulled through, brother,” he whispered to me. “Go grab what you want, however you want it.”
I was planning to.
Jay took my seat and spread Chris’s ass cheeks. “Damn, such a fine little pussy.”
I made my way toward Anthony, who was watching me with intent. Now that I was close to him, my confidence all but vanished. I couldn’t just reach my hands and start touching him. It wasn’t like with Chris.
Anthony closed his eyes when Chris moved to lick his balls. I used the lack of eye contact and moved to stand behind him, which granted me a full view of his backside. My eyes wandered down his strong back until his ass was all that I could see. My mouth ran out of spit at the sight of the most rounded piece of ass I’d ever seen.
I licked my dry lips and took a step closer. My heart was beating so fast, I worried the others might hear it. My erection, still caged in fabric, was right in front of Anthony’s crack. I shuddered from thinking of how magical it would be to slide myself inside him, to remove all possible barriers. The thought felt forbidden, almost like fantasizing over a family member.
I forced my arms to move and placed my hands on Anthony’s hips, causing him to freeze. The rain had stopped pouring by now, and the only sound in the cabin was of Chris sucking.
“Is this okay?” I asked quietly, knowing I was about to cross another line I could never uncross.
“I don’t know,” Anthony said. “I don’t want things to be weird between us.”
Even if we were to stop now, things would never be the same. “I won’t ever hurt you.”
He chuckled. “I know you won’t hurt me, but you’re straight, and you might freak out later.”
That statement—you’re straight—didn’t sit right. It simplified what I knew to be more complicated. It dismissed what I’d secretly known about myself for years, and what tonight was forcing me to face for the first time. “I won’t freak out.”
Anthony nodded once, but the tension remained in his shoulders. “Okay.”
I dared to press my lips to the back of his neck and gave it a kiss. Even without looking at his face, I could tell that he was smiling. I placed my palms on his shoulders and gave them a deep rub, dug my fingers into his muscles until he exhaled deeply. With every press of my fingers, the tension in his muscles eased up. I gave the back of his neck another kiss and moved my hands down to his biceps, feeling iron under the warm skin. Anthony tilted his head back and I used the opportunity to kiss the side of his neck. He responded by leaning his head to the side, allowing me more access. With my lips leaving wet spots on his neck, I dared to reach for his chest from behind and fondled both his pecs. They felt powerful, perfectly fitting my palms. His hairy chest was the most alien thing my brain needed to process. I moved my fingers and pinched both of his nipples while my teeth went for the curve of his neck.
“Oh my God,” he panted. His muscles slacked between my arms, and his back pressed against my chest.
Chris cleared his throat. “Can I have something to drink?” His voice was hoarse. Despite his awful timing, I couldn’t imagine sucking for so long without taking a break.
“I’ll bring you some water,” I said and hurried to the kitchen, jitters of excitement in my stomach. I knew I’d need to be careful with what I’d do next with Anthony. A faint voice in the back of my mind urged me to think twice before taking this further, and I couldn’t completely dismiss it. In a way, I was playing with fire, possibly risking my friendship with Anthony for the thrill of the moment.
Feeling more confused and doubtful than I had a minute ago, I filled a glass with water and turned around to head back, then almost dropped the glass because Anthony was right in front of me.
“Shit, you scared me.”
He didn’t answer, but he did take the glass from me and put it on the counter next to us.
“You okay?” I asked.
With his hands on my hips, he pulled me closer to him and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes grew so big it must have looked comical from the side. The realization that I was now technically kissing a man was wild, barely digestible. I shouldn’t have been so shocked, considering I had had my tongue inside a man’s asshole not too long ago, but kissing Anthony was on a whole other level of intimacy. Once the moment of shock passed, a wave of desire washed away all of my doubts. I slipped my tongue between Anthony’s lips, needing to feel every wet part of his mouth. He allowed me full access, opened himself to my explorations until we both needed to breathe.
“Hell,” I said, panting into his face.
“Was that too much?” he asked with a nervous frown.
“Hell no.” I looked down at him, his naked body so close to mine. “I want to touch you everywhere.”
He chuckled nervously. “It’s so weird hearing you say that.”
“Not as much as saying it.”
“Have you always wanted to… touch me?”
The question made me pause, but the answer was clear. “I haven’t.”
