"Good thing you have me, then." His teeth graze my nipple, and I jerk. "I'm an excellent teacher."
"Doc—"
"Alright." He sits up, grinding down against my very obvious erection. "Let's make some sounds that'll make even Tyler jealous." We snort-laugh at that, and then it's a scramble.
We strip fast. Clothes end up everywhere: his jeans over my desk chair, my shorts hanging off the bedpost, and underwear completely MIA. I don't care. Not when Doc is naked and beautiful and climbing back into my lap.
"Lube?" he asks.
"Drawer."
He twists to grab it, giving me an excellent view of his ass. Small and round and perfect. I reach out and squeeze without thinking, and he yelps.
"Eager."
"Have you seen yourself?"
He laughs, tossing me the lube and a condom. Then he slides off my lap and gets on his hands and knees, looking over his shoulder with an expression that makes my brain melt out of my ears.
"Please, Gavin." His voice drops, goes husky. "Show me what you want to do to me."
I laugh, can't help it, at the ridiculousness, at the joy, at the fact that this is my life now. Then I pounce.
I cover his body with mine, kissing him messy and desperate while I slick up my fingers. He's so much smaller than me. I could wrap around him completely, keep him safe, keep him mine.
"Ready?" I murmur against his shoulder.
"Been ready. Get in me."
I press one finger against his hole, feeling it twitch under my touch. Slowly, so slowly, I push in.
"Oh." His whole body shudders. "More. Please, I need more."
"Patience… I’ve never… I want to do this right."
"Fuck patience."
He’s so eager that I add a second finger, and he moans so loud I'm briefly concerned about the guys on the other side of the wall. My fingers curl, searching, and?—
"Oh fuck yes, there, right there!"
I freeze, staring at where my fingers disappear into his body. I found it. The... the thing. The spot.
"The prostate," Doc pants, apparently reading my mind. "You found it. Now do that again."
"It feels weird to call it a prostate."
He laughs, breathless. "You've got your fingers in my ass, and that's what you're focused on?"
"I'm just saying, it needs a better name." I rub the spot again and watch him writhe. "Like... the happiness button."
"Oh my god."
"The pleasure bean."
"Gavin."
"Joy nugget." Another rub. He keens. "The magic dot."
