By the time he heard Kiko walking over, Dom was ready. He’d climbed in the truck bed, trusting his winter coat to pad him when he was on his back. He’d figured it so he only had to tug his pants down to his knees at most; pushed back, Kiko would still have access. Lubing himself up, though, had been a challenge. Working the icy cold liquid inside himself gave him shivers, but it was all worth it when Kiko arrived.
“Dom?” he called.
“Back here.”
Dom leaned to the side to catch Kiko’s expression when he saw his exposed asshole, leaking with lube. Kiko rounded the truck bed and paused, eyes fixed on Dom.
“Here?” he asked, but Dom saw how intense Kiko’s gaze had gotten. He’d been having a little difficulty getting completely hard in the cold, but Kiko’s hesitant desire was enough.
“Come in out of the cold, Kiko,” he said.
“That’s almost romantic.”
Dom grinned.
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