DYLAN TREMBLED, WITH desire or fear, he couldn’t tell, and assumed it was probably both. f**k it had hurt when Zach had first pushed that finger into him, but when he found that spot inside, it had turned into ball-aching pleasure.
“Your prostate. Hasn’t anyone shown you that before?”
Dylan shook his head and cried out when Zach pushed two fingers in and began pegging his prostate again. “f**k, it feels good.”
His cockhead was on fire. He had to touch it.
Zach chuckled, the deep notes vibrating over Dylan’s back like the most intimate caress. “Wait till you have my c**k in you.”
Dylan moaned and opened his legs wider in silent invitation. He wasn’t going to ask his lover to f**k him, but if it felt anything like his fingers, it wasn’t going to be as bad as he’d thought.
Zach stretche
