He was so glad he was doing this with Julian. He wasn’t sure there was another man on Earth he could have trusted to touch him like this, lay him out and open him up.
Julian, though… Julian he could trust. Always had, always would.
“Doing great,” Julian murmured, lapping at the head of Isaac’s cock, leaving him squirming all over again. He took the head in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, sealing his lips to give a couple of quick, sharp sucks before pulling back again.
At some point, based on the tightness in Isaac’s ass, Julian had shoved another finger inside him. He’d been too busy enjoying what Julian was doing to the rest of him to notice.
Now, though, he could feel the first sparks of pleasure from where Julian was touching him, the pads of his fingers brushing a spot thathadto be his prostate.
People werenotkidding about how good that felt. Isaac’s legs fell further apart by themselves, his hips shifting to give Julian better access.
Julian made a soft, pleased noise. “Starting to look like you’re enjoying this,” Julian purred, approval dripping from every syllable.
Isaac grunted, words too hard to form right now. Everything between his knees and his belly button was so sensitive right now that all he could do wasfeel, take in every touch, silently beg for more.
Julian leaned down again, running the tip of his nose along the underside of Isaac’s cock, breathing in his scent. His tongue darted out again, the soft flat of it pressing against Isaac’s balls.
A third finger pressed against his entrance, Julian clearly waiting for the right moment to push inside. Isaac rocked his hips, gasping as another wave of arousal washed over him.
His cock was already leaking freely onto his stomach, a pool of precome cooling on the sensitive skin there, one more feeling to add to the overwhelming list.
With anyone other than Julian, this would have been terrifying. It was too much, it wasalreadytoo much, but he wanted more. Wanted everything.
The rustle of a condom wrapper reached his brain, but only for a second. He had more important things to think about as Julian finally,finallypushed the third finger inside him, and Isaac saw stars.
He groaned, loud and low enough to be embarrassing. He was getting off on this like he’d never gotten off on anything before. Anything he could remember, anyway. Isaac was the first person to admit that he loved sex and had plenty of it, but this…
This was different. The vulnerability. The feeling of being penetrated for the first time. The fact that this wasJulian, sweet, kind Julian who’d spent most of the night making him feel better, and was still going.
Isaac was catching the first glimpse of what acaringact sex could be. What it could really mean between two people.
Two people who truly, deeply cared about each other. And he cared about Julian. More than he’d ever admitted to himself. More than he was evenslightlywilling to admit out loud.
He had time to figure out his feelings. They could wait. Right now, he just wanted to enjoy this.
“Tell me how you’re feeling,” Julian said, flexing his fingers inside Isaac, stretching him further. Molten heat built deep in Isaac’s gut, and if Julian wasn’t inside him soon, he was going to come like this.
It wasn’t the worst idea, but not this time. He wanted Julian as close as he could get. Wanted all of him.
“Gonna come all over myself if you don’t hurry up,” Isaac gritted out, proud of himself for the number of words in that sentence. They’d been in the right order, too, which felt like a goddamn miracle right now.
Julian hummed softly as though Isaac had made a comment about the weather, nuzzling his way up the crease of Isaac’s thigh to press a kiss into his hip bone. His fingers moved in and out, setting a steady pace. A preview of what was to come, Isaac assumed.
He could hardly wait. He really didn’twantto wait any longer, he wanted Isaac right now.
“Comeon,” he begged through gritted teeth, his hips rocking helplessly now, urgency building in the pit of his stomach.
Julian pressed another kiss against him, then bit down on his skin, hard enough to leave a bruise. Isaac gurgled, a scream dying in his throat as another rush of precome leaked from his cock, a bead dripping down the length and gathering on his balls.
Julian was going to kill him.
It… wouldn’t have been the worst way to go.
The soft, dismayed sound he made as Julian withdrew his fingers might have been embarrassing if Isaac still had enough presence of mind to care about something like that.
All he cared about now was feeling Julian’s cock inside him. They’d been building up to this moment, and now it was here, and he wanted it so badly he would have begged on hands and knees if he had to.
“Roll over,” Julian instructed, kind and soft, and Isaac couldn’t have stopped himself obeying if he wanted to.
