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Hans followed the instructions he had been given. “Please be gentle.”

“I know exactly what you need. Don’t move.” Adrik raced into the bathroom and returned with a warm, soapy washcloth. He cleaned Hans’ backside area well. He flung the damp cloth aside, the movement rustling the silence of the room.

Hans was anxious, a knot tightening in his stomach. The absence of a cool, slippery sensation against his skin and the stillness of the waiting amplified his unease.

“Don’t move, Hans.” Adrik climbed between Hans’ legs carefully. He tickled the inside of his legs, sending goose bumps throughout Hans.

What’s he doing? Where’s the lube?

Hans knew Adrik had a dark, crazy side, and when it came out, Hans became distressed. Rare as it was, it was part of Adrik, but so far he had directed none of it at him. Hans swore to himself he would be patient with Adrik this time. He’s never had a relationship, only hookups. No wonder he shoved his cock into him too hard and fast.

Adrik licked the soft spot behind Hans’ ear. His tongue playing and tickling sent chills down Hans’ body. His kisses and tongue licks traveled down to his ass cheeks. He spread his cheeks tenderly. He licked his way from the entrance to the back of his sack. He played with Hans’ balls; the wet sounds of licking and sucking surrounding them. He moved back to his opening, his tongue working intensely as it darted in and out, forceful and relentless. Hans arched his back, needing more, wanting more of Adrik. The inside of his ass still throbbed from Adrik’s cock ramming there without preparation, but he didn’t mind. He wanted all of Adrik now and forever.

Adrik leaned over, his fingers brushing against the glass of the lube bottle on the nightstand. He generously lubed his fingers, slipped one into Hans’ trembling hole, hitting the most sensitive area perfectly. Hans arched into Adrik’s slick fingers, still needing more. He wanted to scream, “Fuck me,” but he’d wait for Adrik’s timing, not wanting to hurt his feelings again and allowing him to top without interference.

Hans knew he was tight; one finger, and he felt the burn. Hans used his ass muscles and squeezed Adrik’s finger,demanding more. Adrik slid another finger in, pumping it in and out and hitting his prostate. A moan escaped Hans, a sound of unadulterated pleasure.

“You’re very greedy, Hans,” Adrik whispered into Hans’ ear.

“I am,” Hans muttered through his hair.

Hans groaned, needing more. His swollen cock smacked his stomach under the sheets.

Adrik pulled his fingers out, leaving Hans empty and lost.

“Any condoms in here?” Adrik asked.

Hans pointed to the bedside table. “Top drawer.”

Adrik opened the drawer, pulled a condom out, and fitted his erection into it. Hans spun around, and eyed Adrik lubing his thick beautiful cock, waiting patiently for Adrik’s gorgeous cock to fill him. It was the way Adrik seized him with words, making him complete with all his love, protection, and entitlement. Adrik had captured his heart in all ways that mattered, and he needed to be Adrik’s first and only choice.

Adrik caught his eye and winked then turned Hans onto his side, then slid behind him, reaching for Hans’ cock and stroking it until it throbbed with pure need. Without notice, he stopped handling his cock, then squeezed Hans’ nipples, shooting a new pleasure-pain igniting his desire even more.

“Do you like when I squeeze you there?” Adrik asked.

“Ah… yeah.”

“Maybe you can get matching barbells?”

“Maybe. I love yours.”

Hans’ words turned into a deep moan as Adrik twisted both his nipples.

“I’m going to make love to you.”

“That’s what I want.”

Adrik wrapped one arm around Hans’ waist, with his other hand aimed at his target, and rested his cock at the opening.

“Don’t be worried, Hans. I’m going to go in really slow. Tell me if I hurt you, and I’ll pull out. Okay?”

Hans nodded.

Adrik slowly pressed his cock inside Hans, moving in and out. Hans bucked his ass, needing the movements to increase in speed to explode in rapture. Adrik immediately saw to his need by grabbing his cock in his hand, stroking to the same rhythm of his own cock thumping inside him.

“Damn, Hans! You’re so hot with that cute tight ass.”

Hans couldn’t answer, could form no words, only faint whimpers.