Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“Have you ever done this before?” Vince asked.
“Yeah, a few times, though obviously with a woman. I figure a lot of it is the same. Opening you up, using lube, and making you come.” He winked.
“Yeah, but you get to play with my prostate too. I want to feel you hitting that just right.”
Colby had heard about how good your prostate could make you feel, and he wanted nothing more than to give Vince every good sensation he could, to make him come apart with how much pleasure Colby gave him. “Your prostate. Got it. I want you to come so hard, you don’t ever have another orgasm without comparing it to me.”
Vince grinned, that bright, happy fucking smile of his that made Colby feel more important than he’d ever felt in his life. “Babe…I’m pretty sure that’s already the case.”
Colby’s heart stumbled in a way he wasn’t familiar with, then picked itself up again and started to run, fast, almost too fast…making him feel…different.
He didn’t have much time to think about it because Vince’s hand grabbed the back of his head and tugged him down into another kiss. It cleared Colby’s brain of any thought other than the feel of Vince and the fact that he could soon be inside him.
“Need you,” he admitted against Vince’s mouth, then sat up, grabbed the lube, and slicked his fingers.
Vince rolled onto his stomach. “I have a great ass. I don’t want to deny you the view.” He spread his muscular thighs. Colby’s dick twitched. Holy shit, he hoped this didn’t end too soon. His cock ached, balls fuller than they’d ever been.
Colby straddled Vince’s leg, pressing his finger between Vince’s cheeks. He felt hair there, much like he had himself, while he sought out the tight ring Vince was giving him. Leaning down, Colby kissed the top of Vince’s spine as he pushed one finger into the hot, tight suction of Vince’s body.
“Fuck yessss,” they said together, and that made something weird inside Colby’s chest twitch again.
He ignored it, working his finger in and out of Vince’s body, kissing, licking, and gently biting at his shoulders, his neck, then down his back and back up again.
“You’re so tight,” Colby told him.
“Give me two fingers. Get me ready for your cock.” Vince pushed up some so he was on his knees and forearms, his ass in the air. All that nakedness, all his flawless brown skin, hard muscles, and masculine body made another shot of lust dart through Colby. Vince was…Vince was the sexiest man he’d ever seen, the sexiest person. Sex had always been one of his favorite things. He had a good time when he was with someone, but being with Vince was next-level shit. Their friendship made his pleasure that much stronger.
Vince pumped lube into his hand, then reached down and started stroking himself. Colby couldn’t move for a moment, just enjoyed the show until Vince turned to him, cocking a brow like, you joining me here or what?
“Shit. Sorry. I’m usually better at this.” He lubed himself more too, then pushed two fingers inside Vince’s eager body.
“You feel really fucking good at it already.”
Colby moved his fingers around, twisting them, fucking Vince with them. “What am I looking for?”
“Curl your fingers some. It’s a soft spot about two inches in.”
He wondered if he should feel embarrassed having to ask questions like that, but he didn’t with Vince. He was too comfortable with his friend for that.
Colby did as Vince said, curling his fingers, rubbing, and—Vince twitched. “There we go. You found it.”
Colby massaged the soft spot again, felt the reaction in Vince’s body when he did, heard the sharper intake of breath that went straight to his own aching erection.
He kept going that way, rubbing his prostate and fucking Vince with his fingers while the other man jerked himself off. Vince’s muscles started to shake with need, and he was pushing back, fucking himself on Colby’s fingers.
“Christ. Get that cock inside me, babe. I fucking need it.”
Well, it wasn’t as if Colby was going to argue with that.
He pulled out, watched Vince’s hole close some but staying open for him too. Colby grabbed the condom wrapper, ripping it open, then slathering his dick with more lube.
“I want you to fuck me like this from behind. Pound me, babe. Make me feel it tomorrow, so every time I move, I’ll remember what it was like to be taken by you.”
Colby grabbed Vince’s hips, squeezing tightly, fingers digging in. That was…hell, that was maybe the hottest thing he’d ever heard in his life. “You’re bossy, aren’t you?” He settled on teasing Vince rather than saying he might blow his load the second he got inside him.
Vince looked at him over his shoulder. “Did you expect something else?”
Colby chuckled. “No, I didn’t.” And he loved every second of it.