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the sensitive inner cheeks and hole, down Jay’s taint where he carefully sucked the flesh between his lips.
    Then he repeated the hook and pop with his finger. Jay’s hole clenched and released several times.
    “Yes,” Jay said finally.
    Martin rolled a condom over his cock and lubed it up. He applied more to Jay. Any intrusion would take adjustment. How much pain to give Jay with the penetration was something he would need to work out.
    He reached around and grabbed Jay’s cock and balls in one hand. He rubbed them roughly, taking care not to squeeze the testicles into pain. Jay’s cock had already begun to fill. With the back of his hand, he slapped Jay’s butt.
    “Yes or no?”
    “Yes,” Jay answered again. His words came in thready gasps.
    “Making love to you is going to be a helluva lot of fun,” he murmured, loud enough for Jay to hear.
    Jay squirmed his ass, waggling it slightly in his enthusiasm to get going. It was cute, Martin thought. So needy and so virginal. God, there was nothing like knowing he was going to be the first to get in that. No one had touched his Jay until now, and if Martin had anything to say about it, no one else ever would. This was his man, his best friend, his lover.
    He probed Jay with his finger, pushing it in and out. Martin was only as wide as two fingers so he pushed in a second one, making a point of rubbing over the hard knob of prostate.
    “Does it always feel this good?” Jay asked.
    “If you do it right.”
    Once Jay began to push himself onto Martin’s fingers, Martin knew Jay was ready. He pulled his lover’s ass cheeks wider then positioned himself behind Jay. He savored the view for a moment. His pale cockhead touching the perfect pink ring that had never taken another man.
    He’d remember this moment long after Jay had grown out of his experimental stage. He’d hang on to it, the sound of Jay’s heavy breathing, the feel of his thick hard cock and softer balls gripped in Martin’s hand. Yeah, this was the perfect moment. This one and the next one Martin decided.
    “Remember to breathe,” he told Jay.
    Martin pushed in. Jay’s anus widened around him like a tiny pink mouth. He loved the look of Jay’s stretched ring of flesh and the glistening lube circling it like strawberry lip-gloss.
    “You have a gorgeous hole,” Martin praised.
    “Who knew?” Jay’s whispery rasp answered.
    “Breathe, baby. Push out while I push in.”
    He felt Jay obey and slipped inside. Inch by inch, he sank into Jay, losing his heart the more Jay’s trusting body took him.
     
    Martin’s cock pushed in. God, it was so fucking deep! His anus stung and throbbed. At first, his body didn’t know whether to accept or reject, yet once Martin filled him, Jay didn’t want to let him go. His hole squeezed around Martin, hanging on with the tenacity of a possessive lover.
    Crinkly hair touched his stretched opening and cool balls tickled his taint and the top of his scrotum.
    Moisture squeezed from the outer corners of Jay’s eyes. The things Martin did were beautiful. It should scare him, shouldn’t it? Martin should’ve been disgusted that Jay liked the sting of pain, the unusual abuse to his body. Martin’s acceptance weakened Jay’s defenses. He’d wanted Martin for an entire year. Now, Martin was taking him the way he’d always hoped. No, better than Jay had always hoped, and it sounded like maybe Martin would want to do it again.
    Jay clung to that promise.
    He didn’t know how to ask for what he needed, but Martin knew what he was doing, and it didn’t take words. He began to move, gripping Jay’s hips to hold him steady as Martin set a rhythm. Their bodies made obscene noises, accentuating Martin’s thrusts.
    “Sounds gross,” Jay commented, trying to ease the tension with some humor.
    Martin slapped his ass and lightly clawed the abused flesh. “Does it? Or does it sound fucking erotic?”
    Jay didn’t know what to say. Two dudes, fucking? He didn’t