“Okay.” I dive forward. I lap at his balls, and he collapses delightedly onto the bed. I make my way up the base.
“Enzo…”
I raise my head. “It takes a long time. You need to be very patient. Mount Everest is extremely tall. It takes an exceedingly long time to scale it.”
Axel snorts.
I lick Axel’s base and brush my hand lightly under his balls. I press against his perineum, and when he gives a startled exhale, then scrambles back, I think I’ve done too much.
He flips onto his stomach. “Time for you to fuck me.”
“Are you really sure?”
He turns his head toward me. “Is that something you do?”
“Yeah. That is something I do. But I don’t have to...”
He links pinkies with me, and I calm. “I know. And if I hate it, we won’t do it again. But, uh, I think it would be hot if you were inside me.” His expression is soft. “I want to know you in all the ways I can.”
My heart skitters. “Okay.”
“Okay?” He grins. “You going to plow me, Bellanti?”
I find the lube, then warm it up in my hand. “Yeah.”
My heart pounds, but I’ve done this before. I lift Axel up, arranging his ass just how I like. My mouth dries, and I spread his cheeks.
And there it is.
Axel’s hole.
His most private part, one he might not even have seen.
I run my finger along his crease, and he trembles beneath me. I pad kisses over the area, moving slowly because maybe he’ll say it’s weird, and will want to stop—and that’s fine.
He doesn’t though, and I bury my face, licking and nibbling and concentrating on the tight twisted texture.
Axel’s breath quickens, and I smile. I move my hands to his cock, playing with it as I lick him, as I thrust my tongue inside his hole.
“Enzo,” Axel whines. “I’m going to… You have to… Before I…”
Right.
I kneel up and slick up my cock. I’m hard and leaking and… yeah, I want to be inside him. Inside Axel. Oh, God.
I stretch Axel’s hole, inserting one finger, then another, stretching and turning.
Then I position myself at his entrance and push inside.
I ease in slowly, fighting the urge to rush inside him, to be where I never thought I would.
“Okay?” I breathe.
Axel’s hands fist in the sheets. “Yeah. Yeah, just—give me a second.”
I kiss him between his shoulder blades.
“Okay,” he says finally. “Keep going.”
