“Do you remember when I brought up bottoming?”
I met his eyes. “Yeah?”
“And you said it wasn’t a walk in the park? Well, maybe you could do it between my thighs. I saw it on the internet.”
My cock liked the idea, but I kept my voice steady. “Do you want me to?”
He nodded. “I want to feel you behind me, and maybe you could touch me while you’re doing it.”
I sensed he wanted to look away but was forcing himself to maintain eye contact. Like he wouldn’t allow himself to be embarrassed.
“I want that too,” I said and leaned forward to kiss the skin underneath his ear, then thumbed the hem of his boxer briefs. “Take these off for me,” I murmured.
Leo obeyed, shimmying them down so he was completely naked. He was stiff and pink and already starting to leak. He got so excited so quickly.
“Turn around,” I told him.
He hesitated for a second before getting onto his hands and knees, giving me a perfect view of wide shoulders tapering down to a trim waist. There there was his perfect ass and firm thighs.
I made an approving noise, and the muscles in his back relaxed.
“Do I look okay?” His voice was so quiet I almost didn’t hear him.
“You look gorgeous,” I told him, pressing a kiss against the back of his neck.
He shivered. “I showered. Before.”
“So you had a grand plan to seduce me?” I teased.
“No! No. Just in case.” In a softer tone, he said, “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this.”
I needed to make it incredible for him. I leaned over to my bedside table and fished through the contents of its drawer. “Do you want me to wear a condom?” I asked.
“It will be okay, right?”
“I’m clean, but you might not like me making a mess on your thighs.”
He shook his head. “I don’t mind. You don’t have to wear one if you don’t want to.”
“Okay,” I said, ignoring the box of condoms in my drawer and taking out a bottle of lube instead. “I’m going to put lube on myself,” I explained as I covered my length with the slightly cool, translucent stuff. “It’ll get on your thighs. Do you want me to use some when stroking you?”
Leo nodded. “Yes, please.”
“You’re so polite,” I said, squirting a generous amount on my palm, then shuffled closer to him. My knees were on either side of his, my cock brushing against one of his buttocks.
He made a small sound as I leaned forward, resting my chest against his warm back, and reached over to wrap my slick hand around his erection.
He gasped as I touched him, slowly stroking up and down, the movement making a faint wet noise. Even though I couldn’t see his cock, it was rigid and hot in my palm. I rested my chin on Leo’s shoulder so I had a view of his profile, and his eyes were squeezed shut, his skin flushed.
“I’m going to push between your thighs now,” I said. “Is that okay?”
“Yeah,” Leo breathed.
I tilted my hips forward until I slipped between his thighs in one smooth movement. His legs were firm with muscle but still soft, and the more I thrust, the easier it became as the lube spread out against his inner thighs.
I sighed at the sensation, resting my forehead against his back. Then, realising I’d been slacking with my hand, returned my focus to stroking him. He was looking down at my handaround him, and when I played with the tip, rubbing my thumb up and down the slit, he instinctively clenched his thighs.
I groaned. “That’s good,” I murmured. “Make it tight for me.”
