Rick was the one to shift first. He spread his legs, letting Jared slip between them, and braced his heels on the bed. Jared rocked backward, and his cock dragged along Rick’s shaft, leaving a trail of pre-come in its wake. Instinct told him to thrust forward, but he held firm, not yielding to the urge until the wet tip nudged Rick’s balls.
“God, you’re going to feel so good,” Rick murmured. With one last squeeze, he let go of Jared’s ass to scramble to the side for the lube.
Jared caught his wrist. “Not yet.”
Rick groaned. “You’re not actually going to make me wait, are you?”
Shaking his head, Jared nibbled down to Rick’s chest, licking along the hard muscle until his mouth watered. “I’m just going to use other ways to get you slick first.”
“Oh, God.”