Chapter 23

Don’s pulse hammered, his body throbbing around Paul’s fingers. Paul’s cock leaked pre-come freely, and he felt the clear fluid gathering at his head and rolling down the underside of his shaft. Paul stroked himself with one hand, spreading the pre-come over his sensitive crown, while he pumped his other hand. His own heart hammered so hard he felt it at the back of his throat

Don’s moans grew louder and louder, until they were nearly shouts. Paul took that as a sign that he was definitely ready for his cock. He pulled his fingers from Don’s body and pressed the tip of his cock against Don’s clenched, slick hole. He might have taken his time—he still had a thread of his self-control—but Don pushed back against him and Paul had no choice but to slam forward.