“Are you sure you haven’t been watching porn?”
Chuckling, Bryce pulled him down and kissed him. Long and deep, making Sage groan as he rubbed his dick on Bryce’s hip. He could feel how hard Bryce was, and he rotated his hips, so their dicks lined up and slid together. Bryce groaned, arching up, his hands sliding down Sage’s back to grab his ass.
“Sage,” he murmured. “Don’t stop.”
Sage kissed him, then asked, “Does it feel strange how easy this is for us?”
Bryce looked at him. “You want to ask me now? Again?”
“Yeah.” Sage bit Bryce’s lip, then licked across it. “It’s just easy being with you. I thought it would be weird or strange, and it is a little, I guess. I’m used to women, but with you… Yeah, I want this with you.” Sage smiled a little. “I’ve said that a couple of times now.”
“I know what you mean, and yeah, I get it, but this is easy for us because it’s us, you know. We know each other.” Bryce grabbed the lube and handed it to Sage. “One finger at a time, and you need to find my prostate. Gay man gold, apparently.”
Sage took the lube, kissed Bryce, and then moved down Bryce’s body. Bryce spread his legs and lifted his knees up, and Sage could see it all. His long, hard dick, hairy balls, and his wrinkled asshole. “Some men like being licked on their ass.”
“Don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”
Sage looked up and met Bryce’s eyes. “Me neither, but one day. Maybe.”
“Let’s do this first and then maybe when we feel comfortable.”
Sage poured some lube onto his fingers and then looked at Bryce’s ass. “One finger,” he murmured. Swallowing, he took a deep breath and then ran his finger over Bryce’s asshole. Bryce fidgeted on the bed and then settled. “Okay?”
“It’s strange but nice.”
“Strange because it’s not you?”
“Yeah,” Bryce moaned when Sage did it again. “Again.”
Sage ran his finger over the wrinkled flesh. He could see Bryce tense up and then relax as he did it. Biting his lip, he kept going, hearing Bryce’s soft moans and his breath catching. He didn’t know how long he did it for before Bryce told him to try pushing his finger in.
Sage took a deep breath and then eased the tip of his finger into Bryce’s ass. Hot and tight, he groaned as he pulled his finger out and slid it back in. He kept doing it until he had all his finger inside, then he began moving it until he felt Bryce’s prostate. Not that he knew what it felt like.
“Let me know when I find it.”
Bryce gasped. “It feels good now.”
“Yeah?”
Sage kept moving his finger around until he felt something like a bump. He wasn’t sure if that was what he was searching for until Bryce groaned and jerked. He rubbed it again, feeling Bryce’s legs twitch as his ass tightened on his finger.
“Bryce?”
“That’s it. Fuck, it feels good, Sage.”
Sage rubbed it again, then eased his finger out and asked, “Ready for two fingers?”
“Yeah, but go slow.”
Nodding, Sage pushed two fingers in, hearing Bryce gasp and then a quiet hiss. “Bryce?”
“It’s fine. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels strange. Don’t stop, Sage.”
Sage moved them in and out, feeling Bryce’s ass relax around them. He searched for that bump again, and he knew when he had it, because Bryce tensed and groaned loudly. Sage kept aiming for that part, hearing Bryce murmur and tell him how good it felt.
“Another finger?”
“Yeah. I’ve seen your dick, Sage. I need three fingers.”
