Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 8

in a kiss and pulling him on top. They squirmed their way fully onto the mattress without breaking that kiss. Trey's weight was so right, pinning Josh to the sheets. They rubbed together, too close to do more than arch and grunt against each other. Then Trey broke loose and arched back. He reached between them and wrapped his hand around Josh's straining cock, shifting position so his own erection slid into play too. His long fingers held them together, satin skin against skin, firm lengths trapped in his hand. Josh bucked and thrust into that welcome pressure. Trey matched him, moaning as a seep of precum slicked their motion. Josh closed his own hands around Trey's, increasing the friction.
    Trey pulled back and Josh whimpered at the loss. But only for an instant before Trey bent to put his mouth where his hand had been. Josh wasn't sure what was hotter, Trey's lips around Josh's cock, or Trey's hand going down to his own length, pulling in fast swirling strokes. Or both. Definitely both. He spread his legs as much as Trey's knees allowed and arched his hips up to give Trey full access.
    Trey stopped jacking himself, although his mouth kept up its mind-blowing motions. The next thing Josh knew, Trey's finger was swirling around Josh's hole. Josh could feel a little slipperiness that had to be Trey's own precum on his finger. That was sexy, right? Trey stroked, applying gentle pressure, not really opening Josh up yet. After a moment Trey lifted his head to ask, "Okay? Yes?"
    Josh said, "Yes, absolutely, but wait. Get the lube and take a second. I don't want to come in your mouth." Liar. Except Stef had told him it was harder to take a man's dick after an orgasm than before, so maybe he really didn't want to come yet. As Trey straightened up and reached for the bedside drawer, Josh wriggled under him and turned over onto his stomach.
    Josh put his face on his crossed arms and rubbed his groin into the sheets. Already he wasn't as hard as he had been. But he could do this. He would do this, and it was Trey so there was a good chance he would even like it.
    Trey dropped a bottle of lube on the bed and straddled Josh's thighs. "Like this?" Trey's voice was hoarse. "Are you sure?"
    "Yeah. Just go slow."
    "How long since you've done this?"
    Never. "A while."
    Josh felt Trey's mouth on his back between his shoulder blades. Trey pressed kisses down Josh's spine. At his tailbone, just as Josh began to tense up, Trey shifted to lick and kiss his ass-cheeks. "You have dimples," Trey muttered. "That's so fucking hot."
    Josh moaned in response, pumping his hips into the bed under the heat of Trey's tongue. He was hard again and the sheet rubbed across his erection with wonderful friction. Even Trey's hands sliding up his thighs was exciting and he opened his legs for those demanding fingers. Trey stroked his scrotum, rubbing over his balls until Josh was squirming and whimpering.
    "God, want that," Trey said fiercely.
    Josh heard the top of the lube click, and then Trey's fingers returned. There was slick coolness across his heated ass, as Trey began short strokes from his perineum to his anus. It should have been hot. It was hot, but Josh fought the inclination to move away from that intimate touch.
    Trey repeated, "Okay?"
    "Yeah." Josh gasped a breath as he was breached by Trey's fingers. He didn't know if it was one finger or two, just that it was stretch and pressure where it didn't belong, forcing him open. He controlled his response and lay still, soundless after that first intake of breath.
    "Good?" Trey asked, his fingers moving deeper. "Stop? More?"
    "More," Josh managed. Get it over with. It didn't hurt, not really. It almost felt good but he just couldn't get into the image of Trey's fingers up there. But Trey was groaning softly, muttering how hot Josh looked as he pressed deeper and wider.
    "Yeah, let me..." Trey grabbed a pillow and stuffed it under Josh's hips to raise his ass. Josh batted his hand away as Trey went to adjust it and folded the thing into place. He didn't want Trey to touch him and feel his cock softening again.
    This was Trey, dammit. The man he was certain he loved. There was nothing sexier or more beautiful than a naked Trey Holgersen touching Josh with love and passion. Josh thrust with his hips into the pillow, seeking stimulation. Trey's fingers moved deeper and touched his prostate. The touch was electric, like a jolt to the balls. He couldn't help crying out, arousal and protest together.