Chapter 43

Micah assured him, “No worries.” He rubbed the oil down, over Jonathan’s pubic mound and onto the hard erection below it. His hand slid along Jonathan’s cock with ease, the oil mingling with his spit to coat the length.

Now that his own pants were down, Micah’s dick stood out at a right angle, aimed toward Jonathan. He tugged Jonathan’s shaft up until the tip touched Micah’s own, then followed through with the stroke, slathering the lube from Jonathan to himself. Micah rubbed down his dick to his balls, which he rolled in his palm as pleasure spiked through him.

The next dollop of lube was more carefully placed this time—Micah fingered his way below Jonathan’s damp nads to the tight pout in the middle of his ass cheeks. Jonathan lay back again, pulling the sheets around him as he writhed. “Yes,” he sighed as Micah’s thumb rimmed his anus. “Yes,” as Micah’s forefinger breeched him. “Yes, yes, yes!” as Micah’s lubricated fingers massaged and coaxed him open.