I’m a bit too old to take it up the ass with spit-lube, but I’ve had years of experience finding clever ways to get off.” “Have you?” Kicks rasped. His fingers trembled as he fought for purchase in Jude’s shirt. Jude pulled back a little, and his brow was furrowed as he stared down at Kicks’ hands. “Are you…bloody hell, you’re not a virgin?” Kicks moved to shove him off, but Jude clung too tight that all Kicks managed was to jostle him a little. It made their dicks rub together harder, and his face went even hotter. “No, but it’s been a goddamn long time. Does that bother you?”
