Kiko was hard. It wasn’t difficult, what with Dom having presented himself as an easy target. In twisting around to lube himself up, he’d gotten it everywhere, half his ass slick, the hole itself dripping. Eager. Kiko knew it would be hot and tight inside, Dom at the right height for him to drag Dom onto his c**k and go deep.
The cold should have made him hesitate, but it turned him on. He’d only have to free his c**k, which would spend most of its time inside Dom’s ass, and doing it outside to spite the winter sounded hot. He should have hesitated, too, about being at work in the middle of Mount Angus, but it was grey and dark out, and they were far back in his spare building after hours. No one should be around. Kiko knew he should pause, back away, maybe, argue.
But he didn’t. Instead
