Oh fuck. This was happening. Riley was going to fuck Seth, and he was going to do it bare.
He swallowed. Hard. “But we have to get naked.”
Seth arched his brows. “We do?”
“Yes,” Riley told him, nodding frantically to make it extra clear. He hadn’t seen Seth fully naked yet, and he was going to start ripping fabric if it didn’t happen soon.
Seth gave him a soft smile. “I like naked.”
The smile dissolved into an equally soft laugh as Riley immediately tugged Seth’s shirt off, wrestling with his wayward limbs and making sure Seth’s soft pants and underwear were quick to follow.
Riley tossed the bundle to the floor, then rose onto his knees, straddling Seth’s bare calves, and drank him in.
Seth said he liked running, and Riley could see the evidence of it. There was strength in his thighs. In his arms too—probably from handling dough like he did. And while he was slim, his muscles were still covered by a soft layer that Riley wanted to lickand nibble at. His skin was noticeably paler where his clothes covered, with sparse curly hair on his chest and a thatch at his groin that was darker than what covered his head.
Riley had already known he loved Seth’s cock, all pink and slim and ruddy at the tip. He was gratified that it was standing at attention for him, leaking precum onto the soft swell of Seth’s belly.
Seth lay surprisingly still under Riley’s intent perusal. Riley could hear Seth’s heart hammering, but he didn’t cover himself, although a dark blush spread from his cheeks down his neck.
“You too,” Seth finally commanded, and Riley stood only long enough to shuck off his clothes, climbing back to straddle Seth’s calves again afterward.
For some reason, it wasRiley’snudity that had Seth covering his face. “Jesus,” he moaned.
“Can we do it like this?” Riley asked. He had to swallow hard again—so much naked Seth, and Riley was almost on the verge of drooling. “Facing each other?”
“We can, but for the first time, it might be easier—” Seth made a little turning gesture with his hand, then rose onto his elbows. “Do you want to open me up yourself?”
Riley had to grip the base of his cock hard to keep from embarrassing himself. “Yes. Yes, that.”
“Get the lube.”
While Riley did what Seth asked, Seth turned over onto his belly, tucking a pillow under his hips. Riley’s mouth went dry as he fell newly in love with the line of Seth’s spine, the way it drew the eye down to the fleshy globes of his ass, the strong muscles in his legs.
Riley also had a suspicion this position wasn’t just for ease, that Seth was creating a little distance between them where he could. But that was fine.
This wouldn’t be the last time they did this. Only the first.
Riley set the lube down on the covers and crawled between Seth’s spread legs. He let himself pet and stroke to his heart’s content, running his hands up and over Seth’s shoulders and back, loving the way Seth’s muscles tensed and then relaxed under his hands. He moved his touch down, down, over Seth’s hips and ass, spreading those lush cheeks, fixating on what was revealed.
It was so small here. So tender. How was it supposed to take him? Just the thought of it had Riley’s cock bucking. He gave himself another squeeze and then set his throbbing erection right there, on that soft, soft skin. He rubbed gently back and forth, moaning quietly at the feel of it. He was going to be inside there soon. Gripped by that tight sheath. Surrounded by Seth.
“Having fun?”
The question shook Riley out of his fog, and he realized he was squeezing Seth’s cheeks around his cock like that was the endgame of this whole experience. He might have been embarrassed, if not for the throaty, husky rasp of Seth’s voice. He liked Riley rubbing on him.
“Yes,” Riley admitted. “I really am.”
But he drew back and grabbed the lube. He squirted some on Seth’s crack (“Jesus! Warn a guy!”), then squirted more on his fingers. He pressed on that hole lightly with his fingertip, rubbing careful circles. He teased and cajoled until it softened for him, his fingertip going in easily. The rest of his finger followed, and it was unfathomable, wasn’t it, that Riley was going to feel this tight heat around his dick soon?
“Okay?” Riley asked, his own voice about an octave lower than usual.
He heard Seth’s hard swallow in the silence. “Have you done this before?”
“You know I haven’t. I’ve just…thought about it. A lot.”
Riley went back to fingering his perfect Seth open. He was careful. He was slow. It wasn’t hard to take his time. It was fascinating, theway Seth arched and shuddered under his touch. It was like looking at a work of art, the lines of his back and the tension in his shoulders.
“Okay,” Seth told him, either after a few minutes or an eon, Riley wasn’t quite sure. “Riley.Okay.”
