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Simon’s dick jerked beneath his confining briefs. He wasn’t sure if it was knowing he would have Trevor, or maybe even Trevor saying he might have Simon. That was something he hadn’t done before, but saying he hadn’t thought about it would be a lie. He wanted it.
Simon pushed off the bed, wishing like hell he hadn’t worn a shirt with so many buttons as he undid them all. But then Trevor’s hands were at his pants, taking care of those, shoving them down Simon’s legs just as Simon finished with his shirt.
“You’re going to have to spend some time getting me ready. It’s been a long time.” Trevor wrapped his hand around Simon’s erection and stroked.
His heart skipped over a beat or two but then found its rhythm again. Trevor must have seen something in Simon’s expression because then he asked, “Do you need me to do it? I’m ready for you. I made sure just in case.”
“No.” Simon shook his head. “I’m pretty sure it’s like riding a bike.” He tilted Trevor’s head up and kissed him, owned his mouth as he pushed backward. Felt Trevor’s lip piercing dig into his skin. Trevor moved, Simon crawling with him until Trevor lay with his head on the pillows, Simon leaning over him. Bent forward, and licked the bar in Trevor’s nipple, then did it again. “I’ve been wanting to do that.”
Trevor smiled.
And then Trevor rolled to his stomach, pushed his knees under himself with his ass in the air. Muscles flexed in his hairy thighs. Again, Simon’s dick bobbed against his stomach. “I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard.” He wasn’t exaggerating, either.
“Then get the fuck on the bike, Simon. Christ, I want you.”
He loved Trevor’s honesty. His hunger. It matched his own. Simon grabbed lube and a condom from the drawer before positioning himself behind Trevor. He kissed his way down Trevor’s back. Stopped at the end of his spine, and thought about continuing on. That was something he hadn’t done before, and he wasn’t sure he was ready for it.
His hand shook a little as he lubed his fingers on his messed up hand. The hand that couldn’t do what it was supposed to do anymore...but this? This it could.
He brushed a finger over Trevor’s tight rim. Trevor’s shiver rocked through to Simon, making him do the same thing. He rubbed it. Wanted to kiss it, but again, couldn’t do that yet.
He felt Trevor tense up as he pushed the first finger inside.
“Fuck yes,” Trevor hissed out. Simon didn’t reply. Couldn’t. He just watched his finger disappear inside Trevor’s body. In, out, in, out. He played, fucked Trevor with one finger, then another.
“Jesus...that is so damn sexy, watching my fingers move inside you.” Trevor started to move backward, his body meeting Simon’s hand, when Simon spoke. “I’m probably going to come the second I get inside you.”
Trevor laughed. “You’ll make it up to me.”
Simon scissored his fingers, stretched Trevor’s asshole.
He worked a third finger in, watched him stretch as he listened to Trevor moan. Trevor grabbed his own erection and started to stroke. “Did I ever tell you I’m impatient? Get inside me.”
Yes, he could definitely do that. Simon pulled his fingers free, ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it on. He lubed himself, and Trevor. He was at Trevor’s hole after that, his crown pushing into him.
His hands covered Trevor’s ass cheeks, pulling them open as he watched his cock stretch Trevor and work it’s way inside.
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Trevor’s voice shook but there was nothing but pleasure in it. Simon felt it, too.
He couldn’t hold back anymore. He didn’t move in a quick thrust, but continued to ease his way inside until he was buried in Trevor’s ass.
Trevor used one arm to lean on the bed as he bent with his ass there for Simon to take. His other hand worked his own cock, jacking himself off. Simon pulled out, then thrust forward again. Over and over he slammed into Trevor. The man’s head hit the headboard but he didn’t complain.
Simon’s whole body felt tight, like a shaken up soda can ready to explode. Trevor’s ass squeezed his dick, a tight fist pleasuring him.
He was bursting out of his skin, ready to implode, explode, and every other thing he could do. “So good... Trev...you feel so fucking good.”
He pumped again, and that’s when Trevor groaned, his ass tightening as he came. Simon couldn’t hold back anymore. He didn’t even try as he let loose, came apart, coming in wave after wave, filling the condom, sucking the energy out of him. He fell to the bed. Trevor collapsed, too, and Simon pulled the man to him, not giving a shit that he was leaking come all over the place.
