"Yes, but—" my skin breaks out in goosebumps. "If you're okay with it, I?—"
"I got tested after the last time Emile and I were together, and he always used condoms. I'm on pRep, but I've never actually had sex without one before."
"Me either," I say breathlessly. "And I haven't been with anyone since I met you. My last physical was negative. I'm okay with using one, of course, I just…"
"I really want to feel you without one," Cam says, finishing my thought for me.
"Yes."
Cam kisses me hard. "I'm going to show you how to get ready to take a cock, big guy. Then maybe someday, when you're more comfortable, you'll know what to do when it's your turn."
I nod, feeling a little more nervous than I did a minute ago. I hear the snap of the lube cap, and something awkward occurs to me. "I, uh… Do I need to, like… clean myself out? I mean, I showered, but, you know…"
Jesus, could I be less sexy about this?
Cam chuckles, not put off by the conversation at all. "You went to the bathroom today?"
"Yeah…" Like clockwork, every morning after coffee.Don't say that out loud, though. Christ.
"You'll be fine. Just relax and trust your body." He stands up and bends over me to kiss me deep and slow. "Trust me."
That's enough to let myself relax into the feel of Cam kissing down my body. He licks a wet stripe up the bottom of my cock, from taint to tip, and I lose my breath. Then he spreads my cheeks and licks my crack, running the flat of his tongue over my hole. He's already got me so on edge with just that one touch. How the fuck am I going to get through this? He sucks and licks until I'm panting and moaning, holding my legs up to give him better access without even being told.
"Good boy," Cam moans as he laves attention on my cock, taint, balls, and hole. Any of my remaining nerves are gone by the time he slowly introduces the first finger. I take it easily, used to it by now and welcoming the intrusion of a second. Cam slowly pushes in and out of me, adding more lube and feeding it into my ass until I'm slick and wet for him.
"I'm going to add another finger," he says before slowly engulfing my cock in his mouth. He sucks me deep and slow as he presses a third finger inside. The stretch burns, but it's not really painful. It's different, and almost pleasant when combined with the intermittent brushes across my prostate. Cam keeps sucking and thrusting until I'm taking the three fingers easily, then there's the stretch again.
"Four?" I gasp into the feeling of my ass opening wider.
Cam nods and releases my cock, and I look down between my legs to see him biting his lip. "You take it so good, I almost want to see how much more you can take," he rasps.
"Maybe next time," I say. "I want your cock."
Cam's eyes flash, and he blinks back at me. "I still can't believe you're letting me do this."
"Then get up here and do it so you can believe it already."
He obliges, pulling his fingers from my ass with a wet squish, and climbs up on the bed. I scoot back to make more room for him.
"How do you want me?"
"Like this," he says, settling between my legs and putting a few pillows beneath my hips. The weight of his body on top of mine is perfection, and I get lost in his kiss until the need inside me feels explosive.
"I'm ready, baby," I pant against his mouth.
He reaches for the lube again, coating a generous amount over his cock.
"I've, uh— I've actually never done it this way before," he admits, staring down at where he's teasing my asshole with the crown of his cock.
"Me either," I laugh.
"I mean, I've never topped someone before. I've always been the receiver." The way he says it makes it sound like he's feeling nervous or embarrassed by that, but I kind of love that it'll be his first time, too.
"We'll have a first for each other, then," I say. "And you're already so good, Cam. I can't wait to feel you inside me."
"Okay," he says on a breathy exhale.
The pressure of his tip against my hole increases. Despite being full of his fingers minutes ago, my body instinctively clenches. Cam's lips quirk.