He erupted into a fit of giggles.
“Hey! Don’t laugh. I’m being serious! This is a valid concern, isn’t it?”
“Luke, you’re fucking adorable. Please don’t ever change. Yes, you are impressively equipped, but no, you’re not going to hurt me. I can take you. I’m looking forward to it in fact. Have been since I saw you in all your naked glory.”
“Okay then. That’s the kind of ringing endorsement I can stand behind.”
“I thought you might,” he said with a smirk and a kiss.
With us still kissing, he rolled onto his back, tugging me on top of him. Spreading his legs, he let me settle between them. Iran my hand up and down his beautiful torso. His breath hitched as my palm snuck beneath the waistband of his briefs, gliding across his erect cock.
“Luke,” he moaned.
When I had his briefs off and blindly tossed on the floor, I dropped to my stomach between his spread thighs and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. He groaned, one hand flying to grip the pillow above his head. I rolled the loose skin over my tongue before I moved lower still, pressing my tongue flat against the soft stretch of skin behind them, drawing a wet line up his taint.
“Holy fuck,” he panted, hips tilting upward. “Luke, I swear you’re trying kill me.”
“Mm, guess again. That’s the exact opposite of what I’m trying to do.”
Moving back up his body, I reached into the nightstand, pulling out lube and a condom.
He eyed the condom, chewing on his lip. “I went to a clinic last week. My results came back negative. We umm... we don’t have to use a condom if you don’t want to.”
I bit back the urge to ask if he felt certain. Questioning him wasn’t my place. He chose this, and I needed to meet that choice with trust. “I just had my annual physical for work. They run a full panel as part of it. My results came back negative too.”
“So . . . no condom?”
“If you want. I would love to experience that with you. I’ve never done it without a condom before.”
“Wait? Never?”
I shrugged. “Well, you’re aware the extent of my experience isn’t, well, extensive. And I don’t know, sharing myself raw with someone is a big deal. It’s not something you give to just anyone. The few relationships I’ve had that did turn sexual, it never felt right to give myself in that way.”
“But you... you want that with me? You think I’m worthy?”
“Yeah, angel, I want that with you. I don’t want any barriers between us. I want your body to know mine, unshielded, inside and out. You’re a million times worthy. You know why? Because I’ve never felt what I feel for you for anyone else, not even close.”
“Now that’s the kind of ringing endorsement I can stand behind.”
“I thought you might,” I said with a smirk followed by a kiss, opening the bottle of lube.
I wondered how much I should use. I knew lubrication was critical to ensuring a comfortable anal experience. I had watched Oliver prep me, but my focus hadn’t been on this finer detail. I paid for that oversight now. The size difference between us was not negligible, so we probably needed twice as much as what he’d used. Ripped assholes were a thing, I knew because of my job. No way in hell would I stand for that happening to Oliver. To be safe, I squeezed the bottle until I’d coated my whole hand.
“Luke,” Oliver snickered. “Are you preparing for an orgy I’m not aware of?”
“What?”
“That’s a bit excessive on the lube there, handsome.”
“I’m trying to be safe, like clinically safe. Surgeon-general-approved levels of caution. I don’t want to hurt you. Maybe we should use it all, just in case.”
“Maybe you should just get to work prepping your boyfriend before it all ends up on the sheets.”
“I think that’s unavoidable at this point.”
“Luke . . .”
“Yes, yes, your order has been taken. One slicked finger coming right up... your ass,” I said, rubbing across his hole, getting it nice and slick with lube before inserting my index finger.
