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between Ethan s legs. Warm, slick fingers brushed over Ethan s balls and he jerked, his
leg tightening around Crewe.
That s it, baby. Here we go.
Crewe s clever fingers teased and caressed. He spent long moments massaging
Ethan s balls and the short strip of skin between them and his hole. The feeling was
exquisite. One finger finally moved to his entrance and tantalized it by gently circling
and rubbing the soft wrinkled skin while making no effort to penetrate. Ethan s tight
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pucker quivered, opening and closing, inviting and retreating. His hips started a slow,
rolling rhythm. He went from unsure to needy. Unconsciously his body employed
subtle shifts to capture that elusive finger.
When Crewe s finger finally slid over his hole, Ethan couldn t help the moan that
spilled out. His thighs tensed and he pushed back. Crewe filled his unspoken need and
slid his finger inside. Ethan s sphincter gripped the invader but the lack of pain had him
quickly relaxing. Crewe pushed, going deeper in small increments until his finger was
smoothly gliding in and out.
Ethan panted, uttering an occasional small moan. Good, feels good.
I can tell. You tell me when you want more.
Now. Want more now.
You sure? Crewe teased softly.
Yes.
Then more you get.
Crewe withdrew to add more lube to his fingers. Ethan protested the
withdrawal, but Crewe shushed him with a kiss. One slick finger became two. Ethan
tensed at first but relaxed and was soon pushing into Crewe s touch, the slight burn and
stretch becoming an even greater pleasure. The brush of Crewe s fingertips against his
prostate made him groan and spread wider, wantonly searching. In fact, he insisted.
More. More, Crewe.
Are you sure you re ready for three?
Don t tease, Ethan panted. Yes. Gimme.
As my lover commands.
More lube and more fingers. Ethan rode the slight discomfort, pushed through
the fleeting pain and barreled straight for the waiting pleasure. His body found a
rhythm matching Crewe s push, forcing Crewe s fingers deeper. It was all there. Almost
perfect. The heat and scent that rose between them. Naked skin on naked skin. His cock
rubbing against Crewe s. The pleasure rippling through his belly. All there but not quite
enough.
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He whimpered, moaned. Crewe.
Right here, baby.
More.
There s only one thing left, lover.
Give it.
Ask me, Ethan. Tell me what you want.
Ethan shuddered, struggling with the words. Your cock.
What do you want me to do with it? Say it, baby. It s so easy. There s only one
way you get to come, Ethan, and that s on my cock. Say it. Please.
Fuck me! Ethan yelled.
There you go, Crewe soothed with a husky growl.
He pushed Ethan to his back and moved between his thighs. Reaching for a
condom, Crewe opened it and rolled it on. Another round of lube slicked Crewe s cock
and he pushed Ethan s legs back. Cock in hand, Crewe teased Ethan s entrance while
Ethan rolled and writhed against him.
Relax and push out, Ethan. Steady pressure took him in, breaching the tight
entrance.
Fuck, Crewe!
Crewe held still. It s all right, baby. Breathe, just breathe for me. The tight
muscles that gripped his cock slowly relaxed. You all right?
Panting, Ethan nodded. Yeah, that hurt a little.
Crewe pushed forward a bit, then pulled back. How s this feel?
Better. Crewe did it again. Oh God. Good. More, Ethan demanded. Crewe
complied and slid deeper, his cock brushing Ethan s gland. Oh fuck, it s good! Don t
stop.
Not gonna stop. Can t. You feel so damn good around me. Gonna fuck your
tight, little ass till you come.
Ethan shuddered at Crewe s vehement vow. Crewe hooked Ethan s legs over his
arms and started a slow rhythm that took him in and out with deep, long strokes. The
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fact that he was nearly bent double didn t faze Ethan one bit. He pulled one leg back
further to rest on Crewe s shoulder, opening himself wider. One hand rested on
Crewe s other shoulder, the other going to Crewe s head. His fingers slid through
Crewe s hair and pulled until Crewe followed where he wanted. Ethan rose up a bit
and sealed his mouth over Crewe s, his tongue sliding into Crewe s mouth. Crewe was
more than eager to play and their tongues stroked and coiled around each other, their
breath filling each other s lungs until there wasn t enough to go on.
Ethan lay back, panting for air. He felt so full, the caress of Crewe s cock inside
his body overwhelming, amazing. Crewe changed positions a bit, encouraging Ethan to
wrap his legs around Crewe s waist. In this position Crewe s upper body was directly
over Ethan s which made kissing less of a strain. He continued the slow, deep thrusts of
his cock. Ethan lost himself in the kisses and the feel of his own hard cock brushing
against Crewe s sweat-beaded belly. The pleasure and need rose higher. Ethan could
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