I liked the feel of that. I liked the feel of the finger I slipped into my ass as well, and as I jerked off, I pumped it into me repeatedly. It had been a long while since I’d had anything thicker than my finger in my ass, and for the first time in that very long while, I allowed myself to acknowledge that I’d missed it.
I recalled again those evenings with Armand, how he’d laid me out on his bed, hooked his arms under my legs, entered me gently, and taught me to enjoy the pleasurable sense of fullness, the electric sparks as a c**k crossed my prostate.
For a moment the image shifted, and it was Vincent above me, his eyes intent on mine, his c**k large within me…. I came with a quiet groan.
The water flowed over me, and I leaned my head against a tiled wall and struggled to catch my bre
