When Hardy reaches out, Luke is expecting the intrusion. His index and middle fingers circle Luke’s asshole, touch delicate and barely there, before plunging deep inside. The sudden stretch of his rim stings like hell. Despite the lube, two digits in one go without previous prep are bound to hurt. But Luke being Luke, the pain only exacerbates his arousal and desperation to get off.
It would be so easy to wrap his hand around his d**k and jerk off. It wouldn’t take long for him to come, that he is certain of. A few strokes, a tug on his balls, and he’d be unloading over his fingers.
When Hardy’s fingers retreat, Luke’s ass is left gaping open. He hates the empty sensation. He wants to pull Hardy on top of him and make the man f**k him until Luke is begging to come. Of course, Luke can’t
