Nuri pushed down
the covers so he could move more easily. The whole room felt warmer by now.
Eddy rolled over to reach for supplies in the bedside cabinet. They no longer
used condoms but they’d developed a happily guilty love of lube, trying out
different types and flavours as part of the fun. December was their month of
heated lube, which Nuri remembered thinking was rather appropriate.
He pulled Eddy
back against him, kissing and fondling. Eddy’s cock was fully hard by now,
bumping awkwardly against Nuri’s belly as Eddy arched against him, lubed
fingers working inside his arse to prepare himself. Nuri had no problems with
that kind of awkwardness. In fact, he mischievously refused to give Eddy any
more room to manoeuvre, rubbing his own arousal against Eddy’s thigh. Eddy
protested, laughing, trying to push him back a bit, his fingers already sticky.
Nuri ran his hands under Eddy’s buttocks, petting his hole. Lube trailed
everywhere on their skin.
Nuri finally