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As soon as the thought enters my head, I think I might come from the idea of it. From the idea that he might come from it.
From the sounds he might make and the way his body might move against my tongue.
He blinks once, slowly, then he’s moving up onto his knees facing the view and I’m looking at the elegant arch of his spine that leads down to his perfect ass.
An ass that’s pink and hot and dripping from the heat of the bath. I turn my body and smooth my hand across both cheeks before sliding my index finger between them.
“Spread your legs a little for me,” I ask, and he does. It sends a jolt of lust roaring through me. Him obeying me like this.
Because I like the feeling too much to let go of it, I try another. My finger between his cheeks I press it gently before saying: “Show me it.”
But then he’s reaching back and spreading himself with both hands to show me his perfect pink hole.
I wasn’t aware I could get any harder, but the sight of it, and the thought of all the things I want to do to it, things that had never entered my mind in all the years I’ve been aware of sex, makes me harder than I’ve ever been in my life. I glide my finger over it first and he shudders again, a deep body tremble that causes the water to ripple and his legs to shift. Then I circle it with my finger, like I saw him do earlier, pressing the pad of it flat against it the puckered skin and moving it in gentle circular motions.
My finger looks big and tanned against the smooth pink-white of his ass. It’s dangerously hot.
He lets out a soft whimper and pleads,
“Raphael, please….”
I know what I want to do. Well, rather, I have a list of things I want to do, but there’s a want tha...
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It’s the reason I wanted him in this position to begin with and suddenly I don’t know why...
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I lean in and kiss his fingers first, then cover them with my own as I nose between his cheeks and replace my finger wit...
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He laughs a little but then he’s back to whimpering and panting, thrusting back as I curl my tongue and try to push it inside him.
He’s warm and wet and so fucking tight that I can barely get past the rim, but he’s not complaining. I start to fuck him a little with it and his legs wobble again, his b...
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“That feels so good, please, Raphael, yes, please,”
“Dangsin-eun na-ege neomu keun sangcheoleul jul geos-ibnida. an geulae?”
And if I don’t get to keep him, if he doesn’t want this—anything serious—with me, then I need to know that this fucking happened. That I didn’t dream it. Because every moment I get to spend with him feels exactly like that.
“I want to be with you. I love you and I want to be with you and I am not afraid anymore of what the world thinks of it. I want to love who I want to love and do what I love to do. I want it all even if it makes me selfish. If you give me another chance I promise I will give you everything I could not before. I promise not to be scared, I promise to try to be everything you want me to be…I promise I will love you loudly and not in the shadows, I promise…”
“You don’t need to do anything except let me make you happy. Just…let me love you and make you happy. That’s enough. You’re enough.”
“Will you still suck my cock?”