Chapter 8

Eron stuck his finger in his mouth first and then tried again. The saliva left on his finger was enough to breach Garrett’s tight pucker. Once in, his ring of muscle tightened around Eron’s finger. As natural as breathing, Garrett’s ass relaxed after a moment and accepted the penetration

“That’s good.”

Eron started to withdraw and Garrett’s ass clamped tight. Eron could barely pull it out and push it back in. Once again, Garrett arched his back and inhaled deeply. A moan escaped his lips, his verbal response confirming the pleasure his body experienced.

Eron pulled his finger out and repositioned his hands on the back of both of Garrett’s thighs. He placed his hard cock in between his ass cheeks. Eron’s cock fit exactly. Eron’s heat transferred onto Garrett’s channel.

Eron pivoted his cock on Garrett’s hole. He gazed into Garrett’s blue eyes. “Is this what you want?”

“Yes,” Garrett whispered back.