Toby was nervous taking Gideon to bed. They’d agreed that Toby would top tonight, and with that came pressure. He wanted to do Gideon right. He wanted to make Gideon feel so good he never came down. He wanted to show Gideon how he should have been loved all this time. So when they fell into bed, Toby took his sweet time going over every inch of Gideon’s body. He massaged, he caressed, he kissed. He had Gideon strung so tight, so ready, the poor guy was a mumbling, pleading mess.
