Zach shook his head. “One step at a time,” he said. “People expect so much from you. I want to give you this.”
Flynn licked his lips, his gaze flicking to the hand Zach was using to prep himself. A spark of curiosity lit up his pretty blue eyes, and allkindsof thoughts flooded Zach’s mind even as he curled his toes with pleasure, the thought of Flynn being so turned on by all this almost too much for him.
If Flynn wanted this…
Well, they’d see. Maybe there’d be another time after all.
Zach lowered his weight a little way, leaning forward so he could rub his cock against Flynn’s, closing his eyes again to let the sensation wash over him while he added a second and third finger at once, knowing he’d need it.
Flynn was going to feelincredibleinside him, and he wanted to be able to enjoy it from the first moment on. The last thing he wanted was for doubts to creep in, for Flynn to think he was uncomfortable, or that this was anything other than amazing.
So he’d be careful, and take it slow, and ignore the throbbing need in the pit of his stomach for a few more minutes while he madesurehe was ready, for Flynn’s sake, because Flynn deserved the world and all Zach had to give was himself, but he was sure as hell going to make that as good as he could.
When he was finally,finallyready, Zach lined himself up and then paused, the tip of Flynn’s cock pressing against him, searingly hot and thicker than it had looked. His own cock was already leaking in anticipation, his balls tight, need pooling in his gut.
He forced himself to meet Flynn’s eyes, wanting to watch his face as he pushed back onto him. Flynn was panting, his chest heaving with every breath, his lips parted just a little way as he stared, wide-eyed, at Zach.
Zach held his gaze as he pushed back, biting down on his lip as Flynn breached him, the sudden, overwhelming fullness making a deep, needy moan escape him as he lowered his hips, Flynn’s cock slipping inside him by inches, an easy slide as long as he took his time, rocked his hips, let his body tell him when he was ready to move.
Flynn’s hands against his thighs made him gasp, the straining muscles jumping under the touch. He watched Flynn lick his lips as he stroked up and down, easing the tension, soothing the tightness as Zach took the last few inches, a low groan rumbling in his chest as he finally settled on Flynn’s hips, cock inside him up to the hilt.
For a few moments, all Zach could do was close his eyes and let his head spin. Flynn’s cock was as incredible as he’d imagined, but evenmoreincredible was the way Flynn touched him, gentle and soft, and the knowledge that this wasFlynn.
Flynn, who was so good and kind and had shown Zach so much care. Flynn, who was stunningly beautiful.
Who was sharing his first time with a man withZach, of all people, and clearly enjoying it.
And all of those thoughts were too much, and the emotions behind them were big and scary and not anything Zach was ready to think about, so he focused on the way he could feel Flynn’s cock throbbing inside him, thick and perfect, angled just right to hit everywhere Zach wanted him.
Zach rocked his hips experimentally, whimpering as Flynn reallydidhit him in every sensitive spot as he moved, and oh,oh, he needed more of this, more of everything, his patience running out all at once now that Flynn was inside him.
He curled his hands around Flynn’s shoulders again, thumbs digging deep into the flesh as he braced himself. This was going to be sogood, and he couldn’t wait any longer, and he really didn’t need to, either.
There were a thousand things he wanted to say—that Flynn’s cock was perfect, that his touch felt incredible, that he was beautiful and that Zach was in danger of falling in love with him if they kept this up—but he wanted to kiss Flynnmore, so he did, crashing into him hard enough to bruise his lips.
Zach rocked his hips as he sucked Flynn’s lower lip into his mouth, worrying it with his teeth, drinking in the soft gasp and hiss from Flynn as he started riding him in earnest. Long, slow strokes to start, deep enough that Zach could appreciate every inch of Flynn’s gorgeous cock.
He wouldn’t be able to keep this up for long, but he didn’t have to. Flynn was already thrusting up to meet him, his hands sliding up Zach’s thighs and coming to rest on his ass, just stopping short of squeezing. Zach could feel the tension in his fingers, though, theurgeto grab and hold andfuck, hard and fast, into him.
Obviously, Flynn’s first taste of being with another man was working for him.
“You’re so hot,” Zach murmured against Flynn’s lips, laughter bubbling up in his throat. He couldn’t get over how good this felt, howniceit was to be with Flynn, and while he deliberately wasn’t making any comparisons…
This was much better. Despite Flynn’s inexperience. Despite the fact that he was nervous, and still getting used to this, and not sure where his hands were supposed to go just yet.
There wasn’t an ounce of selfishness in Flynn’s entire body, and that shone through in everything he did. Including this.
Just as Zach was done thinking that, one of Flynn’s hands moved from his ass to his stomach, soft fingertips gliding on the oversensitive skin there until they brushed against his cock. He nodded eagerly, wanting Flynn to know that it was okay to touch, shifting to push himself into Flynn’s hand.
He groaned as Flynn’s fingers closed around him, hissing as he adjusted to the sensation.
“This okay?” Flynn asked, his voice rough with arousal. All Zach could manage in response was a grunt and another nod, his cock leaking freely now, the combination of Flynn’s cock inside him and his hand around him too overwhelming to do anything other than enjoy it.
He cried out breathlessly as his thrusts sped up, need and desperation spurring him on, the first tingling tension of an orgasm starting at the base of his spine. Oh, he needed this. He needed to come, all over Flynn’s hand and belly, and he needed to feel Flynn coming inside him, too, hear him moan as he finished.
Flynn’s fingers shifted, exploring the shape of Zach’s cock, looking for sensitive spots, playing like it was his new favorite toy, and Zach wasdefinitelyinto that idea. Anywhere Flynn wanted to touch him was completely okay.
The tightness of Flynn’s thighs under him told Zach that he was close, right on the edge of coming, and that was just as well, because Zach couldn’t hold out a whole lot longer. He sat up, crying out at the change in angle, taking advantage of the new position to move harder and faster, to outrightbounceon Flynn’s cock.
