Page 125 of 10 Ways to Accidentally Fall in Love

“Okay?” Joey asks.

“Yeah. Yep. Just, uh…having a moment here. A very warm, verytightmoment.”

Joey chuckles. “Just think what it’ll feel like when it’s your dick inside of me instead of your finger.”

I groan, dropping my forehead to Joey’s knee. “You’re so cruel, and I love you.”

He huffs another laugh. “Keep going, bub. Feels good.”

I nod, squeezing a little more lube onto my fingers before sliding two in. I work them in and out the same way Joey has done to me, doing my best to stretch him, not wanting to hurt him once it’s my cock. Pretty sure the dude has magical ass abilities because it’s not long at all before I’m fitting three fingers inside his body, my own practically vibrating with a whole dam’s worth of pent-up need. It’s not even the idea of sinking inside the man I love, which—whoa. Yes, I love this dude. And yes, I do want that very much.

But it’s more than that. It’s the need to be closer. To bring this man comfort and the pleasure he’s asking for. To make him feel good, which is something I want to do for the rest of my life. It’s wanting to show him my love. To share it with him.

I’ve never had that level of intimacy with anyone before Joey, regardless of gender. He’s the first. The first person I’ve fallen in love with.

If I’m lucky, he’ll be my last.

“I’m going to do my absolute best not to blow in under six seconds,” I tell him sincerely, pulling my fingers free. “But if I don’t last, just know I’ll make it up to you.”

Joey snorts, his flushed cheeks making him look impossibly beautiful. “It doesn’t matter how long you last, bub. It’ll be perfect no matter what. Because it’s you.”

“Ah, fuck.”

“Brad,” Joey says in concern. “Are you crying?”

“No. Nope,” I say quickly, wiping my cheek. “Just some condensation. Okay, ready?”

“Screw away,” he says lightly, his lips quirked but his eyes so very soft.

Fuck, I love this man.

I grab the bottle of lube, coating my cock and then adding a little more just to be safe. “Just gonna…” I mumble, squeezing some over his crack.

“That’s a lot of lube,” Joey comments.

“Just a touch more. Don’t wanna hurt you.There. That should be good.”

“Brad,” Joey says flatly, his ass positively glistening. “That was too much.”

“No, see? It’s fine,” I tell him, wiping the excess off on his leg. “I’ll just…rub it in.”

“It’s not lotion.”

“It’sfine,” I promise, spreading it over Joey’s hammies and then across the tops of his thighs. It’s maybe a bit more than needed, butthere. See? Perfectly… “Fuck, you’re so slippery. Where do I hold on?”

Joey laughs.

“No, no. We’re good,” I say, abandoning my plan to tug Joey closer and shuffling forward instead. I blow out a breath, holding my cock as I rub over his perfectly oiled hole, testing a little pressure. His body gives in a way that has me groaning, the sight of him opening up for my dick as enticing as the feel of him swallowing my cockhead just like he swallowed my fingers. My voice is hoarse when I ask, “Okay?”

“Good,” Joey answers. “Keep going.”

I press forward, letting go of my cock to plant my hand on the bed, my other steadied against Joey’s abs. I watch my dick sink into his body inch by inch, going slow to make sure it doesn’t hurt him. Joey urges me on with words likeyesandgoodandlike that, bub, his heels pressed against my ass.

When I finally seat myself fully inside Joey’s body, not a single inch between us, I let out a shuddering breath. “Fuck.”

“Come here,” he says softly, his hand sliding up my arm, giving me a tug.

I’m powerless to resist him. I fall forward, my face inches from his, this man who smiled at me one day in the gym and made me feel as if I were standing on the edge of a new beginning. Henever once rushed me. Never tried tochangeme. He was there, waiting maybe. But a good friend to me always.

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