“You need it, don’t you?” The voice came from the speakers, from Evan. Nick didn’t know if he was speaking to Luke or to him. Maybe it was to both.
“Yeah.” Luke’s voice was ragged, like he was barely hanging on. “I know we haven’t done much yet, but this is so…I mean…”
Nick found a scrap of control somewhere in Luke’s broken words. “I know. Words fail you when your blood rushes away from your brain, don’t they?” He nipped at Luke’s earlobe and twisted his nipple again. “Let’s get you ready, shall we?”
A drop of precome glistened at the tip of Evan’s cock.
Nick grabbed the lube and eased Luke onto all fours. Luke didn’t resist at all, although he kept his eyes on Evan. That suited Nick just fine. He slicked up his fingers and started the process of opening Luke up, getting him ready to accept him.