Dangerous business. Leaving prepping entirely up to a partner you’ve known for little more than 24 hours and whose bedroom habits you’re less than familiar with. Yet, it doesn’t surprise him. Vincent comes off as somewhat of a sexual gold digger, to Claude, living for the rush – not something he’s going to judge the other man on (he isn’t one to judge, in general, not to mention that he’d be judging the entire gay subculture), but neither can he deny that it’s the impression the other man is giving off. It’s not something he normally finds attractive, but there are exceptions to everything. Apparently, Vincent is his exception, because…
Claude lets his eyes run down his back – the long, strong lines of it. Vincent is taller than him, has a more elongated body. Finally, his gaze settles on its actual destination. His arse. He has a great arse. Firm, toned. Claude’s cock would be practically dripping now, if it weren’t for the condom. He’s just that turned on.
Inching closer, until he’s all but leaning in over him, Claude unscrews the lid of the tube and pours a generous amount of lube out onto his left palm, then tosses it to the side and rests his right hand on one of Vincent’s buttocks, spreading them slightly. Eyes narrowed in arousal, he breathes in deeply and runs a couple of fingers along his scrid, to his opening, leaving a fat trail of quickly heating lube behind. Their shared body heat is getting noticeable now, after all. That lube won’t be cool for long.
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Claude lets his eyes run down his back – the long, strong lines of it. Vincent is taller than him, has a more elongated body. Finally, his gaze settles on its actual destination. His arse. He has a great arse. Firm, toned. Claude’s cock would be practically dripping now, if it weren’t for the condom. He’s just that turned on.
Inching closer, until he’s all but leaning in over him, Claude unscrews the lid of the tube and pours a generous amount of lube out onto his left palm, then tosses it to the side and rests his right hand on one of Vincent’s buttocks, spreading them slightly. Eyes narrowed in arousal, he breathes in deeply and runs a couple of fingers along his scrid, to his opening, leaving a fat trail of quickly heating lube behind. Their shared body heat is getting noticeable now, after all. That lube won’t be cool for long.