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Ethan frowned, able to read Jakob as easily as Jakob could read him. "You sure you want to do this? We don't have to rush, can — "
"What's it like?" Jakob choked out, his voice small and thin as he repeated the question that had somehow gotten himhere.
"To take a cock?" Ethan tilted his head; eyes fixed on Jakob's face, studying him. "Dunno, I've only ever topped. Guys I've been with seem to enjoy it a lot though."
"A lot of guys?" Jakob asked.
"A few," Ethan shrugged, which was…interestinggiven the position they were in. "Enough to get the hang of what I should be doing, judging by how many ask to see me again. Is… that a problem?"
"No, it's uh… hot, honestly. Really…reallyhot," Jakob bit his lip, the memory of Ethan and Sean once more rose to the fore of his mind. Even now, he was reaping the benefit of Ethan's experience, his gentle surety grounding Jakob despite the thundering of his pulse galloping away in his ears; the way his heart threatened to bolt free of his chest at the slightest shadow of doubt.
He let out a deep breath, and —
"Show me."
"You sure?" Ethan asked, his hand coming to rest on Jakob's knee, an old familiar comfort.
"Yeah," Jakob nodded in reply. "I am."
"Alright," Ethan replied, turning his head slightly to press a kiss to the inside of Jakob's leg before reaching for the lube. "I'll do the prep. You just focus on relaxing."
"Is this… Is that how it usually works?" Jakob asked, his brows furrowing as he watched Ethan pour some of the clear liquid into his hand, rubbing his fingers together to warm it.
"Can be. That's how I'd prefer it," Ethan answered, brown eyes flicking up to Jakob's face. "At least this first time. Think you'll enjoy it more if you can focus on relaxing and enjoying yourself. Just let me know if you're uncomfortable."
Jakob gave a small nod.
And then Ethan reached down between Jakob's legs.
He sucked in a breath as he felt Ethan's slickened finger slide — not around his asshole as Jakob was expecting, but — but to histaint;that strip of skin thatt'ain't nut, t'ain't buttas they used to giggle over on the school play yard; a no-man's-land just behind his balls that Jakob had never given more thought to than a quick wash required…
Except —oh— except not a no-man's — oh,fuck— land at all, especially if that man was —
"Ethan — "
Jakob's voice broke on his friend's name but he didn't care,ohhow he didn't care.
"Wh-what— ?" Jakob struggled to gasp out between waves of pleasure as Ethan's fingers danced between his legs; trying to sit up tosee,but finding his body was hardly more than a puddle of nerve endings, eagerly heeding only Ethan's call.
"That's your prostate," Ethan grinned as he continued to massage that little bit of heaven that apparently lay hidden behind Jakob's balls. "And if you think it feels good fromthisside, you ain't seen nothin' yet. Want more?"
A frantic nod was all Jakob was capable of, the words flying out of his head with every stroke of Ethan's fingertips. With near-Herculean effort, he somehow managed to pry his eyes open; drinking in the fond expression on Ethan's face as he watched Jakob shudder and twitch under those hands.
"Alright, darlin'. Think you've got the idea," Ethan crooned, palm curling around Jakob's shin. "Now let's see about that pretty little hole of yours, yeah?"
But then Ethan froze, rearing back as if he'd been kicked with a stricken look on his face.
"Sorry," Ethan said, swallowing hard. "S-slip of the tongue."
"Slip all you like," Jakob urged. "That'shot."
"It's not too, uh…gayfor you?"
"Ethan," Jakob huffed, letting his head fall back with a soft thump onto the mattress. "You can't seriously be worried about — what? Offending my straightness here? I want your fuckingcockin myass.Please."
"Alright, alright. Just didn't take you for such a greedy bottom," Ethan chuckled, the sound deep and promising. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're good and taken care of."
Jakob took a deep breath, shivering. Though whether at Ethan's words or that devilish smirk now curving those lips as Ethan's still-slick finger slid towards Jakob's hole, he couldn't say. He was far too distracted, warmed by the heat he could see blazing in Ethan's eyes as Jakob grunted at his touch. The questing digit circled a few times, slippery and warm and — and —unusual, sure. But also… nice?Big.But it felt oddly good too, in a way Jakob hadn't expected.
