Zach broke the seal and set the tube aside, not quite ready to use it yet.
“So you’re sure about this?” he asked, knowing there was a chance he was talking himself out of getting laid right now.
“I’m sure,” Flynn said. “I’m sorry if I seem… nervous, or… or if I have no idea what the hell I’m doing, but…”
Zach reached out to cup Flynn’s cheek, stroking lightly. “It’s okay. I just wantyou.”
Relief broke over Flynn’s features, and Zach was absolutely sure he’d said the right thing.
He bent down to kiss him again, pressing the condom wrapped into his hand and abandoning his t-shirt in favor of unbuttoning his jeans. Flynn’s cock twitched the moment it was free of the thicker fabric, even though it was still trapped by his underwear, and Zach couldn’t resist the urge to stroke it again.
“Starting to think you like that,” Flynn said breathlessly, his hips rocking up into Zach’s hand.
“I’m gay,” Zach said. “That’s… kind of how gay works.” He smirked, reaching up to tease the waistband of Flynn’s underwear.
Flynn laughed, and Zach could feel him relaxing again, which was exactly what he wanted.
“Looks kinda painful,” Zach murmured, running his knuckles up the line of Flynn’s cock. “Trapped under there when it clearly wants to be free. Do you always get so big, or is this just for me?”
Instead of giving Flynn a chance to respond, Zach peeled his underwear down to let his cock spring free, a delighted little moan escaping him as it curved up toward his belly, thick and dark at the head.
Flynn lookedincrediblelike this, flushed and panting, his t-shirt shoved up and his pants shoved down, disheveled and eager and all Zach’s.
AllZach’s, for the night at least, and Zach was planning on making the most of that.
“Pretty,” Zach said, since Flynn clearly responded to praise and probably didn’t get enough of it. “Verypretty,” he added.
Itwasa nice cock, and Zach was already thrilled at the thought of having it inside him.
A bead of precome welled up at the head, and Zach couldn’t resist shuffling back and then bending down to lick it off, reveling in the way Flynn hissed as his tongue made contact with the hot, sensitive tip of his cock. He let his tongue dip into the slit and then pulled back, promising himself that another time, he’d suck Flynn dry.
Not tonight. If this was the only chance he was getting, Zach planned on having as much as he could.
It took all Zach’s willpower to climb off Flynn so he could take his pants off, and the only thing that made it bearable was watching Flynn wriggle out of his own, his strong thighs catching Zach’s attention for long moments as Flynn pulled his t-shirt off, too, and he was suddenly, gloriously naked.
And he wasbeautiful. Every inch of him was perfect, right down to a little birthmark on his hip that looked like a slightly misshapen heart.
Zach reached out to touch it, tracing the outline, fascinated.
He dropped his own underwear, finally, aware of Flynn’s eyes on him.
“Thoughts?” he asked, crawling into Flynn’s lap again and grabbing the lube he’d set aside earlier.
“Kinda hard to think,” Flynn said, looking Zach up and down. “I amsointo this,” he added, clearly still a little surprised.
Zach chuckled. “It gets better,” he said, uncapping the lube and pouring a generous measure onto his fingers. He didn’t want to keep Flynn waitingtoolong, so more lube it was.
The first touch of his own fingers made him groan, anticipation already making him ready and eager for this, desperate to be touched. Zach bit down on his lip, letting his eyes fall closed for a moment as he concentrated on opening himself up, spreading his thighs further apart and bending forward to make things easier, curling his fingers around Flynn’s shoulder to support himself.
He wanted Flynn exactly where he was, helpless under him.
A shock of pleasure as he brushed against a sensitive spot made Zach moan. The sound of Flynn gasping in response made him open his eyes again, looking up to see Flynn staring at him, lips slack, chest heaving.
“That doesn’t hurt, right?” Flynn asked, concern in his voice despite the arousal written all over him.
“Not even a little,” Zach said, rocking his hips back in demonstration. “Feels incredible. It’s even better if someone else does it for you.”
“I could…” Flynn offered, reaching out for the lube.
