Page 22 of Bend Him, Break Him
“I’ve been tested, um, but it’s been a minute.”
“Not that, but always a perk to know.” Isaac nodded. “I’m recently tested and on PrEP, so that’s something we shouldn’t have to worry about.”
Colton just stared.
“I meant more your ass.”
“Huh?” Colton’s jaw went slack at the accusation. “I wash my butt if that’s what you’re—”
Isaac laughed and shook his head. “No. I just mean that I sorta sprang this on ya, so you’re not exactly as prepped as you could be. Not that it’s required, though sometimes cleaner depending on the dude.”
Colton blinked a few times in confusion.
“Do you have a rumbly belly?” Isaac asked, batting his eyes almost playfully.
“No. I’m fine there if that’s what you mean.” Colton waved a hand over his stomach and intestines and sort of pushed away the thought of Isaac’s question.
“Cool. I mean, shit happens. But I wanted to check in since I’m about to rip you a new asshole. Thought it’d be generous to ask.” Isaac walked toward his nightstand and pulled a bottle of lube from the drawer. “Go ahead and get on the bed.”
Colton coughed. “Ugh, so we’re doing this then?”
“Unless you had a change of heart.”
This wasn’t something Colton ever considered doing, ever considered giving up. Was it giving up? People got fucked all the time and loved it. But Colton couldn’t imagine himself taking someone’s dick, serving as a piece of meat to get someone off. Yet here he was, agreeing, committing, doing exactly that.
He told himself again and again it was because of what Isaac had on him. Colton didn’t have a choice, not much of one anyway. Either Isaac would fuck Colton or fuck his life up. In any case, something Colton valued was going to be wrecked. He supposed if it was his hole, at least no one else had to know.
There would be no living down an expulsion, and his family would control his every waking choice if he screwed things up here.
“Hey, you listening?” Isaac snapped his fingers and gestured to the bed.
Carefully, Colton got up and wobbled a bit. He found himself more lightheaded from the face fucking than he initially realized.
“Lay back.”
Colton obeyed, laying on the twin-sized bed with his knees propped up high and feet pushed close together and tucked under his butt. It was a poor shield, but he wanted something as he lay here completely nude before Isaac.
Isaac poured lube onto his index and middle finger, letting it slide down them as the goop glistened against his polished fingernails under the luminescent black lights.
“Spread your legs,” Isaac ordered.
Colton had his legs pulled close, still hiding his erection.
“Now.”
He grimaced and did as Isaac commanded, revealing his unrelenting boner as he parted his legs. Isaac didn’t say a word about the erection, merely smirked.
“Ready?”
“For?”
“I’m gonna finger your ass for starters,” Isaac said. “Probably toss a few toys in there, too.”
“What?” Colton quirked a brow, finding the idea of Isaac sticking his fingers in him to be the most bizarre thing ever.
Including the fact he’d willingly agreed to let him shove other bigger parts inside him.
“Trust me, dude.” Isaac brought his wet fingertips close to the ring of Colton’s ass, and he jolted at the suddenness ofthe approach. “If you think it’s scary having these fellas poking around, trust me when I say you’ll be grateful.”
