Instructions. Connor could deal with that. While he’d love to keep watching Leyden’s face straight on, he also wasn’t a fan of having his butt propped up on pillows. That sounded weird…and as Connor knew where his asshole was, Connor felt the side position made more sense. He rolled and moved his top knee, so it was closer to his chest.I’m so open right now.
Or not. Connor tried not to tense as Leyden’s fingers circled his entrance, slowly massaging the muscle. The sensation was foreign - not bad, just strange. Connor did his best to breathe slowly and evenly, just letting the new sensations move through him.
Leyden’s was watching him closely. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Just...new.”
“I know.” Leyden’s thumb rubbed a soothing circle. “We’ll go slow.”
The tip of one finger suddenly pressed inside. Connor tensed automatically.
“Breathe out, hon,” Leyden murmured. “Relax for me.”
Connor exhaled, consciously unclenched muscles that wanted to fight the intrusion. The finger slid deeper. Leyden was moving slowly, being careful, giving him time to adjust.
“How’s that?”
“Strange.” Connor frowned, trying to analyze the sensation. “Not painful. Just...different.”
Leyden moved his finger slowly. In and out, letting Connor’s body get used to the rhythm. After a minute, the strangeness faded. Connor’s hips rolled a bit, seeking more sensations.
“Okay?”
“Yeah. More.”
Connor felt every stretch, every careful press as Leyden worked to relax his body, adding a second finger when Connor nodded permission, and then a third.
The third finger caused a slight burn, making Connor’s breath hitch. It wasn’t painful exactly, but he definitely knew his ass was being stretched.
Then Leyden wiggled a finger, while it was inside of him, touching something that made stars explode behind Connor’s eyes.
“What was that?” Connor gasped.
“That good?”
“Yeah.” His cock twitched against his stomach, suddenly fully hard again. “Do it again.”
Leyden stroked that spot deliberately. Pleasure shot up Connor’s spine. He arched his back, a strangled moan escaping before he could stop it.
Holy shit.
“I think you’re ready,” Leyden said, withdrawing his fingers.
The loss left Connor feeling empty. He nodded, breathing hard. Twisting his upper torso, he watched as Leyden slicked his cock. It was thick and hard, and Connor had a moment of nerves.How the hell is that going to fit?
“You can still change your mind.”
“I’m not changing my mind. I want this. I want you.”
Lying on his side, so his chest was close to Connor’s back, Leyden positioned himself at Connor’s entrance. The blunt head of his cock pressed against Connor’s loosened hole and Connor couldn’t help tensing up again.
“Breathe out, hon.” As Connor let out a deliberate long breath, Leyden pushed forward.
It was just the tip at first. Connor’s body resisted. Leyden kept the pressure on as Connor pantedbreathe out, breathe out.Then the resistance gave way and Leyden was in. Just a bit, but to Connor it felt huge.
Connor’s breath hitched and stuttered. His fingers were dug into the previously wrinkle-free sheets. The burn was sharper now, the stretch more intense than fingers had been.
“Okay?” Leyden froze, completely still.
