Page 69 of The Step Don't

“Fuck, yeah,” comes from the doorway.

Colin looks real damn proud of himself.

“Show-off,” I tease, which makes him grin.

He carries me to the rail along the wall, and as though we choreographed this, I reach back and grip on.

“You gonna be able to get in me like this?” I ask.

“Is that a challenge?”

“You know it is, Big Man.”

He smiles. “Keep these legs nice and tight around me. I got this.” He retrieves the lube from the pouch on the lanyard and starts to grab for the condom.

“Wait,” I say.

He stops, as if my words control his every movement.

A wicked thought has entered my mind, but themore I think about it, the more right it seems. “We both send each other our results after our STI panels,” I remind him.

“Yes…”

“So unless one of us didn’t share their last results or messed around with someone since then…”

His eyes widen. “You want me to fuck you raw?”

“Why do you keep usingwantwhen you know it’s more than that? I mean, we were talking about a boyfriendposal the other day.”

He licks his lips, and my body pulses with desire.

Now that I’ve said it, I’ll fucking die if he wants to have me any other way. Of course, if he prefers to use protection, I’ll respect that, but I love that I can read that expression and know we’re fucking done with condoms.

Not just tonight, but for-fucking-ever.

I tighten my legs around him while he pumps some lube onto his fingers, then slides his hand between us, massaging my hole.

I’m thinking about what it’s gonna feel like to have him in me, skin to skin…to feel that familiar sensation of him when he comes, but this time, without any barrier, just having him marking me, claiming me.

As he continues lubing me up, I relax against the rail, allowing myself to enjoy his tease before peeking at our growing audience. There must be at least fifteen guys out there now, and some are starting to crawl in to makeroom for the others, maybe get a better show for themselves.

When Colin’s fingers pull away, he gets some more lube for his cock, tucks the lube into the lanyard pouch, then maneuvers himself against my hole. He licks his lips, this determined expression on his face, like he’s on a mission now that he knows he gets to be inside me.

There’s that pressure as he slides the head in.

“Fuck yeah, give it to him,” someone mutters from nearby, echoing what I was about to beg for.

Colin’s lips twist up as he obeys, guiding himself in.

My body welcomes him, and I close my eyes, allowing myself to feel every fucking beautiful inch. “Just like that, Col. Take this fucking greedy hole.”

I don’t know what the hell is coming over me, but between what we’re doing and feeling Colin inside me like this, I’m so fucking hungry for him to be buried in me already.

He feeds me every sweet inch until I feel him sliding right up against my prostate.

The pleasure bursts through me so fast, I arch my back, feeling a warmth against my abs. I open my eyes, noticing the precum leaking. Colin swipes his hand through it and raises it to his mouth, giving it a lick, watching me like he wants me to see him feeding himself.

The guys around us are whispering to each other,and I can hear how much this is driving them wild—we’redriving them wild.

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