“I’m not sure if you deserve to see that,” Tucker told him.
“Why not?” he whined.
“I told you not to touch yourself until I gave you permission.” Instantly, Lucas pulled his hand from his pants. “It’s too late,” Tucker told him. “Do you have lube?”
“Yes.”
“Good, get it then take off your sweats and get on your back.”
Lucas didn’t question Tucker. He reached for the lube that was hiding in the back of the drawer of the night table, then hurriedly pulled off his sweats, throwing them to the floor then getting on his back. He blushed and was happy that his husband couldn’t see his face knowing exactly what Tucker was going to ask him to do.
“Is this what you want? Is this what you want to see?” he asked opening his legs as far as they could go, exposing his hole to his husband.
“That and so much more,” Tucker told him, his voice deep and lust-filled. Lucas heard rustling and knew Tucker was getting naked as well. “Let me see you stretching yourself, fuck your pretty hole for me, baby. Let me know how your finger feels inside of you while wishing it was my cock.”
“Oh fuck, Tucker, so hot.”
Lucas wet his fingers with lube and threw the bottle to the bed then moved down to his ass, wetting his hole. He gasped at the first touch of the cold liquid waiting for it to warm up. He grunted when he inserted his finger as he lazily stroked his cock. “Oh gods, Tucker, I want your cock inside of me, so bad.”
“Soon, I promise, baby.”
“Please hurry, I want to feel you stretching me, getting me ready for your cock.”
“Tell me how it feels,” Tucker instructed.
“Tight, so tight, and hot.” Lucas closed his eyes, licking his lips before he added another finger. “You make me burn inside and out just from your touch."
“Fuck, you are so damn sexy, and all mine,” Tucker whispered. In his lustful haze, he heard the change in his husband’s breathing. Lucas started fucking his fingers and stroking his cock faster. “Lucas, gods, I want to be inside of you so damn bad, have youriding my cock. Feel you squeeze and hold onto my cock.”
“Tucker, I need to cum.”
“Not yet, baby, I need more, give me more of your sweet moans.” Tucker’s deep voice washed over him making his cock painfully hard.
“Have I ever told you I love your voice?" He moaned, hooking his fingers and massaged his prostate.
“Yeah, tell me what else you love.”
“I love feeling your hands on me, love when you hold me showing me how much you care.” His fingers started moving faster, and Tucker’s moans grew louder.
“What else? Come on, baby, talk to me.”
“Want you inside of me, Tucker, love when you take control, love being yours, love knowing that I’m all yours.”
“Yes, fuck, all mine. Going to tattoo my name on your ass.”
“Oh fuck,” Lucas' cock spasmed and his balls drew up as cum spurted onto his chest, loving the thought of being Tucker’s for all time. He milked his cock fucking himself wanting more, wanting to feel Tucker pounding in his ass, hearing him grunt and groan his name.
“Love watching your sweet tight ass take my cock.” Tucker’s voice was low and graveled. “I’m so close, make me cum, baby, talk to me. Let me know what else you love.”
Lucas sat up and looked at his lover, his husband, and his friend. The man that has become his safety net. Sweat gleamed on his skin. His head thrown back with his eyes half open and his hand vigorously stroking his cock.
“You,” Lucas said. “I love you.” He said the words he’d wanted to say for weeks but was too afraid to say.
Tucker yelled as cum spurted on his chest, Lucas licked his lips wishing he could have swallowed his lover's cum. He fell back on his back breathing, looking at the ceiling wondering if Tucker heard his admission of love.
“Look at me,” Tucker said. Lucas sat up and looked at his lover. “I love you too, and when you get home, I’m going to show you just how much. You mean the world to me, Lucas, and not because of the twins. I think this was supposed to happen. It just took us a while to get there.”
Lucas smiled and was surprised when he felt tears rolling down his cheeks. “Fuck, you have a way of making me speechless.”
Tucker chuckled. “Clean up and go to bed.”
“Okay,” Lucas said obediently.
“Oh, and, Lucas, I meant what I said.”
“What’s that?”
“I want my name tattooed on your ass, so everyone can see it.” Tucker closed the app before Lucas could object which he wouldn’t, but the other man also missed the blush that was now present on his cheeks.Something to file away for later.
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