Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume

told him. "I think... just go slow, and use that oil in the jar."
    Jacob slid off the bed, and went to pick up the jar. Even with his eyes shut, Daniel could smell the green herbal fragrance of the massage oil. Then Jacob was back on the bed, between Daniel's legs this time. He moved up, his ankles brushing against Daniel's calves. Daniel was shaking a little, hovering between need and anxiety. And at last there was a touch of Jacob's fingers, slick with oil, sliding slowly lower down the smooth fissure of Daniel's ass. And brushing against him, right there.
    Daniel moaned and arched his back, trying to get more pressure. He was as hard as he had ever been. Jacob's fingertip circled him gently. "Does that feel okay?"
    "Feels amazing." It really did. He hadn't realized, even during his personal explorations of his own ass, anticipating this moment, that there was such a connection between anus and cock.
    "What do I do?" Jacob's voice was low and rough.
    "Um, just push some oil in there, I think." It was weird and awkward and he wanted to get on with it. He tipped his ass higher.
    There was the sound of Jacob getting more oil and then a tentative pressure that didn't quite open him. "Are you sure this is all right? It won't hurt?"
    "Bigger things come out."
    "Oh, that's romantic." But Jacob pushed harder, right there. Daniel gasped as the tip of Jacob's finger broached him.
    Jacob jerked back immediately. "Sorry."
    "No." Daniel freed a hand to reach back, fumble for Jacob's arm and guide him back into place. "That was good. Just exactly right. Do it again."
    The touch was a slow pressure, building against his sensitive tissues and then suddenly slipping inside. He bit back a cry that might have made Jacob back off again, and arched into Jacob's hand. The oiled finger slid deeper in.
    It was an odd sensation. He felt full, as if he might take a crap, even though he had carefully done so not long ago. And yet there was a slowly building heat that was completely different. Jacob's finger pumped against him slowly and he followed the motion with a sway of his hips.
    Daniel whispered, "Is it... ugly? Looking at that?" It felt wonderful.
    Jacob laughed hoarsely. "Watching you take my finger has to be the sexiest thing I've ever seen. You're gorgeous. And I'm going to last about twelve seconds when we finally do this."
    "Do it now, then." Daniel suddenly wanted to be there. He wanted Jacob inside him, intimately connected, no more waiting. "Fuck me, Jacob."
    Jacob gasped and jolted against him. "Oh God, I want to. Are you sure?"
    "Yeah." He wasn't really sure. But it didn't matter. "Just use lots of oil. I want you in me."
    "Jesus Christ almighty."
    Daniel laughed in helpless arousal. "He'll have to wait his turn."
    Jacob's hand pulled out and smacked Daniel's ass hard. "Don't blaspheme. Wow, look at you. All shiny and ready."
    The oil gurgled, and the scent of greenery rose. There was a soft wet rub of skin on skin, and Daniel turned his head to look back. Past his own body he caught just a glimpse of Jacob's oiled hand stroking over his own erection. Then Jacob moved closer and Daniel squeezed his eyes shut.
    This pressure was different, broader and more rubbery, but with inexorable hardness behind it. Daniel breathed through it, trying to will his body to relax. Jacob's cockhead slid against him, rubbing sensitized skin, slipping over his hole. Jacob said, "I don't know. You're tight."
    "Keep trying. Don't stop." And just when he'd decided they were doing this wrong somehow, Jacob's cock slid into him.
    They both gasped. It did hurt, but not like he'd been afraid of. Stretch and burn, and a fullness that made him bite his lip not to push out on it. He lost the reflex, straining, and then gasped again as his outward push let Jacob slide in deep.
    "Holy wow." Jacob put both hands on Daniel's hips, holding him still. "Wait. Wait."
    "Can't." Daniel whined and shifted, needing to move. "Please."
    "I'm gonna come if you do that."
    "That's okay. I don't care. Do it. Do me."
    "Oh Daniel." Jacob flexed somehow, and the thick hardness of him slid inside Daniel, rubbing and pressing. And the painful burn was becoming heat of a different kind. Daniel arched himself, shoving back with his hips. He grunted as Jacob pulled back and thrust in, and then did it again.
    "Okay?" Jacob's voice was tight with effort. "Is that okay?"
    "More," Daniel grated out. He fisted his hands in the sheets and braced his arms as Jacob's thrusts got harder