Page 72 of Dared

“Yeah, okay. Yeah.” Breaking away from me, he rubbed his hand over his mouth. “Coin. Right. Fuck. My brain goes offline when you start kissing me like that, and I can feel your cock against mine, like I can tell you’re just as turned on as I am. It’s just—fuck. Okay. Coin.”

He turned around, and I was treated to a view of him from behind, of his muscles flexing as he moved to his wallet, digging out a coin. When he returned to me, I pulled him into another kiss. It felt like we both needed it.

“Okay. Let’s do this. Heads, you top, and I bottom, tails, we do it the other way around. Yeah? Unless you wanna pick?”

“No, let’s use the coin. Come on.” It was my turn to press forwards, sliding my palms down his back as I mouthed at his throat. “I want this. I want you.”

“Yeah. Yeah, okay. Me too.”

His clear nerves helped to settle my own nerves in a small way, and I smiled, pressing one last kiss to his warm skin before trailing my nose up the side of his throat to his jaw, feeling the light scratch of his barely-there stubble.

“Flip the coin. I dare you.”

That made him chuckle. “I accept the dare.” He threw the coin into the air and then slapped it down. When he lifted his hand, we both sucked in a breath.

Heads.

I was going to put my dick inside Finn.

“Uh.” I cleared my throat.

“Yeah.”

We stared at one another, and then both burst out laughing at the same time.

“How am I still this hard?” Finn eyed his dick with suspicion. “With all the nerves and talk about flipping coins, and now thinking about having your dick in my ass for the first time ever, it’s a miracle.”

“Mine, too.” Wrapping my fingers around my cock, I stroked up the length.

Finn’s eyes darkened. “Okay, I know why I’m still hard. Because you are so fucking hot. Lie back. Let’s get comfortable.”

We spent some time with me lying on top of him and then him on top of me, kissing, slowly grinding together until both of us were panting, overheated, and messy with precum smearing between our bodies.

“Lube,” Finn breathed against my skin. “I wanna know what it feels like to have you inside me.”

He rolled onto his front, and I reached for the lube, reminding myself that I was here with the man who loved me unconditionally, and it didn’t matter if I fucked it up or even if he did. We were in this together. With that in mind, I pumped a generous amount of lube onto my fingers, clearing my throat as an indicator that I was ready. Finn spread his legs, and Icarefully touched my finger to his rim.

He flinched, and I jerked my hand away, my heart pounding.

“Sorry!”

“No, no, it’s okay. Just cold,” he mumbled into the pillow. Turning his head, he gave me a shaky smile over his shoulder. “Keep going.”

“Okay.” Swallowing hard, I repeated my previous movement and began carefully circling his rim before daring to press the tipof my finger inside his hole. He exhaled slowly and deliberately as I pushed farther in, trying to remember the tips we’d read together.

When my finger was as far as I could get it, I paused.

“I-is that okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“Feels weird, but it’s okay. It doesn’t hurt.”

Stroking my free hand over the back of his thigh, I continued my movements, glacially slow, until Finn told me to add another finger. By the time I added a third, my movements were more confident, but my erection had flagged. I’d been concentrating so hard on whether I was opening him up right and if I was hurting him, I hadn’t been able to focus on anything else. I knew his prostate was somewhere in there, but I hadn’t even been able to think about trying to find it. Next time, if there was a next time, I’d make sure it was better for him. No one could be an expert on their first try, after all, unless they were some kind of prodigy or something.

“I think I’m ready now.” Finn lifted his hips a little, pushing back against my fingers, and oh…there was something hot about the action that had my dick perking up again. Carefully withdrawing my fingers, I pumped a generous amount of lube into my palm and coated my cock, stroking up and down and feeling it harden beneath my grip. Fuck, I was about to have anal sex with my boyfriend.

“How should we do it?”

He shifted on the bed so his ass was at a higher angle as he buried his face in the pillow. Mmm. It was a very nice view.

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