Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 43759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Then nobody could ever take that away from him —whatever happened
in the future.
Mac still hesitated, so Jez took the lube from his hand and bent his
knee. Ly ing on his side, facing Mac, he reached behind him self with
slippery fingers. Jez circled his hole and then hissed as he pushed inside
and felt that first burning stretch.
“Fuck, are y ou…? God. That’s so hot,” Mac said. His voice was
husky.
“Wanna try ? It’s fucking awkward doing this to y ourself any way.”
Plus Mac’s fingers were longer and thicker. Jez figured it would be good to
take those before he tried dealing with Mac’s dick.
Mac swallowed hard and nodded, seem ingly lost for words.
Jez rolled onto his stom ach and spread his legs for Mac, tilting his
hips up. A m om entary flush of sham e flooded through him . It felt so dirty
to be face down, arse up for another guy.
It’s not just any guy, Jez rem inded him self. It’s Mac.
Mac pulled the covers down and knelt astride one of Jez’s thighs.
“Wow.” His choked, appreciative voice swept all Jez’s discom fort away
on a tide of arousal. Mac gripped Jez’s arsecheeks with warm hands and
opened him further.
The first tentative touch of Mac’s finger on Jez’s slick hole m ade Jez’s
cock j erk and leak against the sheets.
Mac circled it slowly. “Like that?”
“Yeah.” Jez’s m uscles twitched, and he arched his back, pushing
against the pressure. “That’s good. Ahh!” He tensed as Mac tried to push
inside. Jez knew he should be able to do this, but it was different when
som eone else was in control. His body reacted instinctively, fighting it.
He forced him self to relax and was rewarded as Mac’s finger
slipped inside him . Jez tried to keep his breathing slow, rem em bering all
the advice he’d read online. He turned to look over his shoulder. Mac was
staring at Jez’s hole, biting his lip and frowning in concentration as he
m oved his finger slowly in and out in shallow strokes. Jez flushed at the
intim acy of it, the raw vulnerability of letting Mac touch him this way.
“That looks so….” Mac took a breath. “So fucking sexy. Jesus, Jez.”
Jez let out a breathless chuckle. “I feel like a slut.”
Mac m et his gaze and his face softened. “You shouldn’t. You’re not.”
He m oved his finger a little deeper. “I’ve been thinking about doing this
with y ou, but I never thought y ou’d want to try it.”
The awed expression on his face and the gentleness of his touch
m ade som ething twist in Jez’s chest. “Well, if y ou’re going to have a gay
experience, y ou m ight as well do it properly.” He tried to keep his voice
light, but it caught in his throat. “Put another finger in.”
Jez wasn’t sure he was ready for m ore, but he wanted Mac to stop
treating him like glass. It was too sweet, too tender, and m ade Jez y earn
for things he couldn’t have. Jez wanted to get back to the heady
desperation of wanting, taking, getting off. He knew where he stood with
that.
But Mac seem ed determ ined to go slow. He did give Jez another
finger, but so slowly, so cautiously that Jez ended up pushing back onto
them until they filled him —m uch deeper than he’d m anaged on his own
in the shower. The pain was sudden, sharp and unexpected.
“Ouch,” he hissed, freezing and panting, his fingers gripping the
covers. Mac started to pull out. “No! Leave them there, but give m e a
m inute.”
“I thought we were supposed to be careful.”
“I was.” Jez huffed, half laughing. “You and y our freakishly big
fingers.” Of course they weren’t the only things about Mac that were
big…. Jez’s m uscles clenched around Mac’s fingers at the thought, but as
he released, the pain subsided a little. The pressure rem ained, alien, and
not exactly com fortable, but bearable. Jez hadn’t expected anal to be this
difficult. People did it in porn all the tim e. But no way was he going to
back out now.
He m oved experim entally, and it was still painful, but definitely not
as bad.
“You okay ?” Mac ran his free hand over Jez’s hip and round to
squeeze his cock where it had softened. “We can stop if y ou want. It
doesn’t feel like y ou’re into this.”
“No. I am … I m ean… I want to keep going. Move y our fingers. If
y ou curl them down a little, then y ou should find m y prostate. It’s in there
som ewhere.” Jez had m anaged to find it him self the other day, but it was
awkward to reach with his own fingers.
Mac snorted. “May be y ou should have drawn m e a m ap before we
started.”
“You’ve never found y ours, then?”
“Not y et. May be I should try.”
The im age those words conj ured up, along with Mac’s hand stroking
his cock, had Jez’s flagging erection filling again. Then Mac’s fingers