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.This time they werefront to front, Randy's kisses filling him.He let one ofhis legs drape over Randy's hip, their bellies rubbing.Randy's hands slid along his spine, fingers digging inand then wrapping around his ass.He let himself pushback, into the touch.A moan filled his mouth, Randybreathing into him.The kiss eased, became so slow, so easy.Randy'sfingers slid on his skin, warm and comforting andarousing all at once.This wasn't wild sex; this was them,together, making love.Randy's fingers slid across hisnipples, making them sing."Good.So good." He answered the touch by cuppingRandy's balls, rolling them.Randy groaned, top legsliding over his.He nodded, so fucking caught up inRandy that he couldn't bear it.The kisses got deeper, even more intense.One ofRandy's hands cupped his ass again, and he let himselflean into it.Randy squeezed, fingers sliding in his crackat the pressure.He moaned, tongue on Randy's lips."I trust you." Ifthey had nothing else -- and they had so much more --they had this.Randy's moan answered his."You want me like that,boy?""I don't know if I can, but.I trust you."93 Randy met his eyes."We don't have to, babe.Wedon't ever have to -- it doesn't change how I feel aboutyou.""I know." That was the reason he could try."Good." Randy took his mouth again in a quick,intense kiss."Won't ever hurt you."He nodded, cupped Randy's face.He knew.Randy kissed the tip of his nose and then his eyelids,both cheeks and his chin.It was like he was beingworshipped.Ewan arched, face tilting up into the kisses.Please.Randy's hands began to explore him again,lingering, loving touches along his shoulders, his back,his sides.Ewan's toes curled, and he moaned."Love that sound."That made Ewan smile, hum.Randy kissed him as that questing hand slid behindhim to grab his ass again.Randy's palm was warm,solid, fingers firm.When Randy's hand shifted, theman's thumb slid along his crack.He forced himself notto stiffen, not to still.This was Randy.This wassomeone who loved him.Cared about him.Made himfeel so much.His friend and lover.And Randy wasn't trying to push into him, to breachhis hole.That thumb just stroked, sparking the nerves inthe wrinkled skin around his hole, waking what hadbeen dormant so long.Ewan shivered, moaned deep inhis throat.That felt so soft.Randy's hand retreated, settling in the small of hisback, heavy, good.He breathed deep, leaned back intothe touch.Randy's other hand teased around his cock,not touching it, but close enough he could feel the heatof it."Do you touch yourself?" Randy asked."No.No, I don't.Not there." Randy knew he liked tojack off.94 Randy took his hand, gaze holding his as it wasbrought back behind him."Just a touch, just one finger.""I don't.I'm not." His hand moved, though."Just a touch, boy.One stroke of your finger."He closed his eyes, squeezed them tight, fingersliding across his hole.Randy's mouth slid over the skinbeside his right eye, breath hot, tongue hotter.His fingerfollowed Randy's guidance, stroking over his hole again.His heart was pounding furiously, just slamming in hischest."So brave.I'm so proud of you.""I'm silly." He was stupid."No, you're magnificent."He met Randy's eyes."Do you think so?""With everything I am.""Thank you." He didn't know what else to say.His own finger was replaced by Randy's, warm andgood, stroking his hole again and again.His body beganto move restlessly.Randy sucked in his earlobe, then breathed into hisear."Easy, boy.I'm not going to hurt you.""I'm trying.I am.""We can stop.""I'll tell you.I'll tell you when I can't take it.""My beautiful, brave boy."His cheeks were burning, and he hid his face in thecurve of Randy's throat.Randy kissed the top of hishead, and those big, warm fingers slid down along hisspine.Every nerve fired, lighting him up."God, you're hot." Randy stroked over his hole, thenagain, then again, then again."I am.I'm burning up." His body was on fire.Randy's hand disappeared, then came back, slidingslickly now.The cool touch eased him a little, let himtake a breath.Randy's finger slid in circles around his95 hole, putting a tiny bit of pressure against it.He knewthis didn't hurt.He knew it.Cocks? Hurt.Continuing to push a little, Randy's finger strokedover and over, sliding and warming and then, suddenly,the tip pushing inside.Ewan gasped, making himselfbreathe, making himself be still.Randy pressed kissesover his face, fingertip sliding away and pushing inagain, then repeating.He murmured softly, slowlymoving with Randy's rhythm.He almost didn't notice it when that finger beganpushing in deeper.When Randy stroked his gland, hemoaned, the sound hiccupping out of him."Oh, fuck, that's an amazing sound, boy.""It's good." That touch."It is." Randy slid his finger in deep a few moretimes, rubbing over that spot each time.Ewan's lips parted, toes curling as his head shook."So brave, so sexy.I fucking love you, Ewan.""That's.Oh, fuck." Don't stop.Please.Randy didn't, his finger pushing -- rubbing -- overthat spot inside Ewan, making everything so big.Sogood.He started moving, rocking up into Randy's touchnow."Fuck, yes
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