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Dominic gave his dick another lick, then pulled off. Instead of standing up, or pulling Trey down to him, he turned Trey around and then gave his ass a gentle swat. Trey groaned because it had felt really good.

“You like that?” Dominic asked.

“Yeah.”

He smacked his ass again, a little harder. “Your ass bounces so perfectly when I slap it.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah.” Dominic’s palm cracked across his other cheek. “So good.”

Trey was all for seeing how many hard smacks was too many, but Dominic had other plans for his ass, apparently. He pulled Trey’s cheeks apart, and Trey only had a moment to realize what was about to happen before a hot, wet tongue laved across his hole. “Fuck!”

Dominic nipped at his cheek. “Never been rimmed before?”

“Do that again.”

He chuckled, then took another long swipe at Trey’s ass. Trey didn’t think anything could feel as good as when Dominic fingered his prostate last night, but a tongue licking and stabbing at his asshole was a very close second. He held on to the bed support while waves of something wonderful washed over him. When Dominic’s finger joined his tongue in strumming his ass, Trey let out a shout his third-floor neighbors probably heard, and he didn’t give a fuck because damn.

“Gonna fuck you now,” Dominic said. He smacked Trey’s ass again, waking him up enough to get on his hands and knees for Dominic.

Cool lube touched him first. First one, then two fingers stretched him open, a faint burn he remembered. A firm press on his prostate sent a bolt of pleasure down Trey’s spine. Precome leaked from his dick, and he really wanted to come. Soon.

“On your back. I want to see your face this time.”

Trey rolled over without hesitation. The carpet wasn’t the softest, but whatever. He wanted to see Dominic’s face, too. Dominic hiked both of Trey’s legs up to rest on his shoulders, Trey’s ass resting on Dominic’s thighs. He leaned over Trey, one hand holding his cock steady as he pushed. Trey tried to relax, but that was easier said than done when a big dick was trying to shove its way inside.

“Let me in, baby,” Dominic said. He jacked Trey’s dick, and that helped.

It hurt, yeah, but that sharp sting of penetration quickly became a faint burn when Dominic began to fuck him. Long, hard strokes into Trey’s body that had Trey clinging to Dominic’s shoulders, desperate for something to hold on to. His cock grazed over Trey’s prostate, sending him higher.

Dominic’s dark stare caught him and didn’t let go. He was so beautiful. Copper skin glistening with sweat, mouth open, breathing hard, brow creased with sexy determination. He hitched Trey’s legs higher, pressed in deeper, and Trey shouted. Trey loved this, loved having someone inside him, fucking him hard, forcing an orgasm out of him.

He really loved doing it all with Dominic, and he didn’t know how or if he should say it, so he showed him. He hauled Dominic down into a kiss that was all passion and little skill, and Dominic kissed him back. His tongue fucked Trey’s mouth in short stabs that matched his hips. Everything coiled up hot and tight. Too much.

Trey grabbed his dick. He came on the second stroke, splattering his release across his abs and chest. Fine tremors ran up and down his arms and shoulders, and holy fuck that had been better than the first time. Dominic started to pull out, then slammed his hips home. Trey dug his nails into Dominic’s arms, watching the way Dominic’s eyes squeezed shut as he came in two short jerks.

“Oh fuck,” Trey said. It was too much and not enough.

Dominic pulled out gently, then collapsed on top of Trey in a sweaty heap. Trey wrapped his arms around his waist, cradling him between his legs in a position that was incredibly intimate for near strangers, but also felt . . . right.

Dominic huffed against his neck, then licked him. “Damn, you are addictive.”

Trey grinned at the ceiling. “Glad you broke your no-repeats rule?”

“Hell yeah.”

While Trey liked the cuddling part, his back was starting to hurt from the hard floor, and he was still hella hungry. “How about a quick shower, and then pizza?”

“That is a plan I can get behind.”

Dominic gave his ass another sharp swat on their way to the bathroom.

Oh yeah, Trey was going to enjoy their afternoon together.

FOUR

Dom tookhis time on his second slice of pizza, barely focusing on the game-show rerun that Trey had put on the television for background noise. He’d been battling a barrage of guilt for the last hour or so, ever since he realized exactly who Trey was.