Chapter 13: The Mile High Club
“This could be tricky,” Vincent said. He slid out from behind Nikoloz and stood up. He looked down at his partner for a moment, one hand stroking his chin. “Just let me think. You need to be on top, Kolenka, so you don’t tweak your hip or arm.” He reached into the kit bag for the ever-present tube of lubricant. “Slide over a minute.”
He sat back down in the middle of the sofa and unfastened his belt buckle. Nikoloz stopped him. “Even one-handed, I can do that much.” He unzipped the trousers and slipped them off. “Vikushka, have I told you that I like your khuy? It is like a great tree splitting me apart, and now it is hard like a tree as well.” He uncapped the tube and spread the lubricant over the shaft in his fist.
Vincent reached for Nikoloz’s belt buck
