“That’s my boy. Now where were we?”
“Well, I’m back on the bed. Where are you, babe?”
“I’m in the living room in front of the—” Just in time I caught the words, and I cleared my throat. “—couch.”
“Oookay. Is that gonna be comfortable for you?”
“Yeah. I’ve got my legs up on it. They’re spread wide and I’m fondling my balls. As soon as we’re on the same page, I’m gonna slide a finger into my ass.”
“Oh God!” As I’d hoped, that gave him something else to think about. And come to think of it, that sounded like a damn good idea. I stripped off my jeans and shorts and positioned myself at the same time Wills said, “Okay, I’m all slicked up.”
“Okay. Hold yourself open. I’m going to—”
“Wait, babe. Not to put a damper on this, but…I don’t have any condoms.”
“Condoms? We don’t need no stinkin’ condoms!”
I thought that would make him laugh, but instead he gasped, “You shouldn’t have….”