Fine Line

relaxing.
    “Remember, take it very slow. If you rush it, it will only hurt more.”
    Mack nodded and felt the bluntness of his lover’s cock against his entrance. He slowly pushed back, feeling the stretch almost immediately.
    It was a strange feeling, like he needed to go to the bathroom. For a moment he worried, but then he remembered a conversation he’d once had with Jay about anal sex and he shook the thoughts out of his mind.
    This was a normal feeling, he’d get used to it.
    “You okay? Take it slow, you’re very tight, Mack. Just try to relax.”
    “Easy for you to say,” Mack answered, his voice strangled.
    “Does it hurt? If it hurts, stop,” Jay suggested.
    “Yeah,” Mack was breathing heavily. “It hurts and it’s not getting better.”
    Jay pulled out and helped him to lie down next to him. Mack immediately turned away from him.
    “Mack?” Jay put his arm around his lover and snuggled closer. “It’s okay. It took me forever to get used to it.”
    “Yeah, well...”
    “Really. The first time I didn’t make it either. Then the second guy I bottomed for was a little short on the restraint and he hurt me so much I could barely sit for days. Mack, it didn’t start feeling good until my fourth or fifth time.”

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    Mack turned to his back so he could look Jay in the eye.
    “Have I ever lied to you?” Jay asked with a smile.
    “No,” Mack smiled back. “I just don’t understand why I want it so much when it hurts like hell.”
    Jay kissed him gently. “Because I told you that it gets better, a lot better. And if you have a gentle, caring lover like me, better will come a lot sooner.” In between his talking, Jay continued kissing Mack and smiling.
    Make smiled back. “So, plan B?”
    “Plan B,” Jay agreed.
    “What is plan B?”
    “Roll back on your side. Lift your knee.” Jay moved closer again and pulled Mack’s back to his chest.
    “More lube?” Mack asked when he felt the now familiar coldness of the clear gel against his sensitive muscle.
    “Rule number one: there can never be enough lube!” Jay laughed and kissed Mack’s neck. He started rubbing his cock over Mack’s perineum, slowly thrusting against the back of his lover’s balls and rubbing over the man’s now sensitive guardian muscle.
    “That’s nice,” Mack moaned, letting his head fall back against Jay’s shoulder.
    “Kiss me,” Jay asked quietly.
    Mack arched his back and twisted his neck to bring his lips closer to Jay’s mouth. They kissed as passionately as their position would allow and amidst the close contact and the rubbing, Jay slipped his cock past the first tight ring of muscle. Mack moaned against Jay’s mouth so Jay stopped moving for a moment. The inner muscle wasn’t giving in yet though and Mack was breathing heavily. Jay moved his hand from Mack’s chest down to his belly and his still-soft cock and started rubbing it, The Fine Line by Zahra Owens

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    slowly teasing it back to life.
    Mack didn’t know what to feel first. He loved the taste of his lover’s mouth, loved kissing and being kissed. He was being held tightly, cradled almost, his back warm from the close proximity of the younger man’s hairless chest. Jay’s hands were making him hard, fisting him, making him horny all over again so soon after his first release and the pressure below, the pressure didn’t hurt. It felt strange, like he was being filled up completely. He moved his hand back to touch his lover, reached to put his hand on his buttocks and he felt Jay’s muscles contract and release rhythmically.
    “Doing well,” Jay murmured against Mack’s mouth. “Feel better yet?”
    Mack could only nod. It was happening and it was just like Jay had told him. It felt good and was getting better with every thrust. He knew he was relaxed enough to let Jay in, yet his muscles felt curiously tense, on edge. He realised his body wanted more, he wanted Jay to thrust harder, push in deeper, so he started pushing back, meeting his lover halfway.
    “Yeah,” he heard Jay say. “You want it, don’t you? Fuck, you feel good!”
    Mack felt Jay speed up his movements and the electric feeling was there again. Was this what it felt like when Jay hit his prostate? Was that the feeling? He didn’t wonder for very long. His mind was gone again, he could only think of one thing and that was that he desperately wanted to come, needed to come, right now.
    His hand joined Jay’s around his