almost reverently. When Lukas couldn’t seem to get his voice to work, John turned to him and raised a brow.
“It’s an anal plug,” Lukas whispered, his face on fire. He wasn’t sure what embarrassed him more: John knowing Lukas owned sex toys or John knowing Lukas was so horny he’d brought a sex toy with him on a family vacation. Was it his fault he liked jerking off better when he felt full of something?
John muttered something and took a deep breath before slipping the toy back in the suitcase and pulling out the half-empty bottle of lube. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“You? I’m the one who’s going to die of humiliation!”
Crawling back onto the bed—and moving surprisingly well considering how he’d been an hour ago—John hovered over Lukas and stared down into his face. “Don’t be embarrassed, baby. I think your toy is so fucking sexy. That you are so fucking sexy.”
Lukas bit his lip and searched John’s open smile. “Yeah? You don’t think it’s weird that I brought it?”
“God no. I’m looking forward to playing with it.”
Sucking in a breath, Lukas reached up and gripped the back of John’s neck. “We can play with it now. We can do anything you want.”
Groaning, John settled down onto Lukas once more and took Lukas’s mouth in a hard, possessive kiss that left him gasping. “Next time,” he whispered against Lukas’s lips. “Right now, I just want to feel you and make you come and then hold you while you sleep.”
His body shuddered at the words despite how mild they were—Lukas heard dirtier things watching TV, but the idea that John was so focused on Lukas? And he wanted to hold him while he slept? Lukas had been looking for a partner who wanted the same things he did for a long time, and his brain was damn near refusing to process that John might actually be that person. It was too much to think about at the moment, so he pushed aside his thoughts and pressed some teasing kisses to John’s lips.
“That sounds nice. But I want you to feel good too.”
John leaned back and grinned as he grabbed the abandoned lube. “You already make me feel good, but making you come all over yourself just by rubbing my cock against yours?”
Lukas held his breath, his belly clenching at the words.
“Yeah, baby, I’m going to enjoy this a lot.” John pushed himself up onto his knees and settled between Lukas’s thighs, running a hand from Lukas’s clavicle to his hip. “You’re so gorgeous.”
His breath caught as John squirted some lube onto his fingers, then wrapped his hand Lukas’s erection and gave it a deliciously rough tug. “Jesus. Aren’t you supposed to be scared about touching another guy’s dick for the first time?”
John laughed but kept his eyes on what he was doing. “Says who? I’ve been trying not to think about touching you for so long… The only thing I feel when I stroke your cock is aroused as hell and eager to make you moan my name.”
“Good lord.” Lukas squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip, trying to stop himself from coming already. Not being able to see, though, seemed to only heighten how good John’s fist felt and how loud the slick sounds were. And was that him panting so heavily? John focused on the head of Lukas’s dick for a moment, then flicked his slit. His back arched at the heady pain that mixed with his arousal and drove him higher. “Fuck!”
“Open your eyes.”
He could do nothing but obey, peeling his lids open and gazing up at the man above him. John seemed so much bigger than him, his shoulders wide enough to carry any weight and his body strong enough to protect Lukas from the whole world. Lukas let his gaze run over the mat of fur covering John’s chest and belly.
“You’re the beautiful one,” he murmured, half sitting up and reaching for John. “But you’re too far away. I need to feel you against me.”
John almost looked like he was going to argue but then just nodded jerkily and put a little more lube on his hand. He slicked up his own cock and dove down on top of Lukas, sneaking one big hand between them to squeeze their cocks together.
Moaning, Lukas saw stars the first time John thrust against him, his cock sliding against Lukas’s easily, thanks to the lube, but still catching a little on the head of his