Page 34 of Brad & Finn
Finn held up the lube, and Brad took it with sure fingers. Usually, he would invite Finn to lie back, spread his legs, and Brad would take care of the rest. He liked the back-to-front position they were currently in, though, and it seemed Finn did as well.
He gripped Finn’s hip with one hand and guided him onto the bed with the other. After a bit of knee-walking and adjusting, he ended up with his back resting against the old wooden headboard with Finn settled between his legs, his back against Brad’s chest.
Finn was still clutching the dildo for dear life, but when Brad gently nudged the inside of Finn’s thigh, his knees fell open to rest against Brad’s spread legs.
“Alright, sweetheart,” he said, loving the way the word made his chest rumble against Finn’s back. Finn pressed against his chest, also seeming to love the new endearment. While Brad had been lucky with that word choice, he didn’t want to take a chance on this next part. “Where does this go, and what would you like me to call it?”
Finn’s breathing had sped up, and Brad soothed a hand down the outside of Finn’s thigh.
“It’s called a strapless strap-on,” Finn said slowly. “Sorry, I should’ve said upfront, but I like to call my parts my dick, fronthole, and back hole. This goes in my front hole, and if I can get it right, it sits against what I like to call my prostate, which…”
Finn’s voice tapered off, and Brad rushed to fill in what he’d heard on one of the videos. “Which I may have heard other AFAB folk call something else?”
“Exactly,” Finn said as his spine relaxed and he tilted his hips up, giving Brad a perfect view between his legs.
“Thank you for telling me,” Brad said, tracing soft patterns into the side of Finn’s thigh.
Finn opened his legs wider, and Brad’s hand slid across the top of his leg until it was resting a few inches away from his dick. Finn made a sweet, needy noise in the back of his throat, and Brad had to stifle an affectionate chuckle. He would never have guessed Finn would be a needy lover, but even from their few kisses at the bar, Brad had picked up on a deep well of desire behind his carefully crafted façade of aloofness.
“You ready?” Brad asked.
Finn took the lube from his hand, clicked it open, and drizzled a generous amount on Brad’s fingers.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Finn huffed a soft laugh that immediately turned into a whine as Brad ran his fingers over the folds protecting Finn’s front hole. He did this three times before Finn pressed his legs open a little further, and his hole opened around Brad’s fingers.
He couldn’t really see what he was doing once his first finger went in, so he focused on following the natural curve of Finn’s body with one, then two, then, slowly, three fingers. Finn made a lot of soft noises, panting as Brad explored his body, whimpering when he scissored his fingers, and crying out when Brad hooked his fingers up towards the ceiling and pressed.
“Right here?” Brad asked as he hooked his fingers again.
“Fuck!” Finn cried, and Brad felt wetness begin to run down his hand to his wrist.
The videos had talked a little about the need to be careful and stay thoroughly lubricated when having sex with a trans man who was taking testosterone. Finn had mentioned T earlier, so Brad was doing his best to take care. After only another minute of gentle exploration, though, Finn began rocking his hips, forcing Brad in deeper and harder.
“I’m going to take a guess that you want me to go a bit faster?” Brad asked.
He only barely held back a laugh when Finn actually growled at him.
“You don’t have to be so gentle. I’m going to put this thing inside me and then fuck you with it. I think I can take a little rough fingering.”
Brad nearly choked on his next breath. Wow, Finn had said that with his full chest.
“You’re going to fuck me, huh?” Brad asked, aiming for a joke, when in reality, part of him wanted to roll over and beg Finn to fuck him.
He was a little busy, though, and to show he was listening, he curled his fingers and pressed up, hard. Finn cried out and scrabbled at Brad’s arms, fingernails digging in once he was able to get purchase.
“I’d kind of like to ride you,” Brad admitted, swiping his thumb purposefully over Finn’s dick.
“Fuck! Brad!” Finn shouted, arching his back and completely dislodging Brad’s hand.
“Okay, gorgeous. Message received, let’s move on to you showing me how this thing works,” Brad said, grabbing the dildo from where Finn had dropped it on the bed next to them.
“You put it in, and then you ride me,” Finn said, attempting to turn around in Brad’s arms.
“Uh-uh,” Brad said with a laugh. “I asked you to show me how you use it on your own first.”
At Finn’s creative use of curse words, Brad used his clean hand to turn Finn’s chin to the side and kiss him. Finn immediately stilled, tipping his head back to deepen the kiss.
