Chapter 67

Izzy winced, but then Wyatt pulled him down into a kiss and he was blindly moving his hips and somehow he managed to almost get it right while Wyatt sucked on his tongue.

In the end, he had to pull his face back. “W-wait, I got to…hold on.” He grabbed his cock and carefully pushed inside Wyatt. Both of them groaned loudly, only stopping when Izzy bottomed out and froze.

“Oh God,” Izzy whispered. He closed his eyes at the feeling of being inside Wyatt. Because yeah, he’d had sex before, even anal with a girlfriend years and years ago, but nothing about his previous experiences with sex had prepared him for this.

“Move,” Wyatt moaned, wrapping his fingers around his own dick.

Izzy leaned in to kiss him a few times, long and sweet and slow, until Wyatt laughed into the last one and pushed him away. “Now, Izzy, stop stalling.”