Page 33 of Sinful Nights
Gasping, I playfully place my palm over my heart. “Are you calling me weak?”
“I would never call you that. But if the shoe fits…”
“Oh, you’re going to regret that.” Cole takes off running, with me right on his heels as he slides into his bedroom. He tries to close his door on me, but I’m quicker, my hand blocking it from closing. “Oh, no, no,” I say, inching into his room. “You started this.”
“I didn’t start anything,” he replies, wheezing as he slowly walks backward. He looks behind him, seeing his bed, which means he’s stuck. I’m obstructing the doorway, and unless he wants to jump out the window, he’s going to have to take what I dish out.
“Oh, yes, you did.”
We sidestep one another, him still trying to find a way to get by me. I keep stepping forward until he’s pressed against the mattress. With a gentle shove, I push him down onto the bed and then attack. I tickle his sides first, knowing that’s where he’s the most ticklish. After giving his torso an ample amount of attention, I move to his armpits, chuckling when he yelps.
“Do you give up yet?” I ask, not letting up.
“Never,” he gasps, twisting his body around, trying to deflect my touch.
I keep up with tickling him until I become too tired to continue. Surrendering, I plop down next to him, attempting to catch my breath. “How do you handle it for so long? I can never take it when you’re tickling me.”
“Who knows?” he pants, pivoting to face me. “But I last longer than you.”
I waggle my eyebrows, smiling at him. “Only at tickling. I last longer at other things.”
“Oh god, come on, let’s get ready for bed.”
“Bed?” I ask, sitting straight up. “I thought you said we were gonna have some fun in the bedroom. Now we’re in the bedroom. What’s the fun?”
“Change first, then fun.”
“Okay.”
Wanting to get to the fun quicker, I strip out of my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor. Cole’s eyes widen as he watches me, now standing completely naked in front of him. “I’m ready. Your turn.” Cole follows my lead, getting off the bed and stripping bare. He leaves his clothes in a heap next to mine, then we both crawl onto the bed, lying beside one another. “Now what?” I ask.
“Okay, so we both admitted we want to try to have anal sex. But to be honest, I don’t know what I’m doing. Do you?”
“Not really.”
Cole blows out a breath, nodding his head. “Okay, how would you feel about watching some videos? Seeing what other men do.”
“You do know those videos are fake, right?”
“Yeah,” he snickers, “but it would still give us an idea.”
“Whatever you need.” Cole grabs his phone off the mattress, while I sit up against the headboard, placing a pillow behindmy head. Cole finds his spot next to me, and then we’re looking through a shit ton of thumbnails of porn videos on his phone. “Have you ever watched gay porn before?” I’m eager to know what his answer is. I don’t think I’ve ever caught him watching porn, and if I’m being honest, I’m curious what he’s into.
“I actually have. I’ve watched all types of porn. Some are more entertaining than others. Have you?”
“Yeah,” I tell him honestly. “I’ve seen different types of porn. But there was always something about gay porn that was hot as fuck. Maybe it was the way they would touch each other sensually, but it was beautiful. The care that went into how they treated each other or the loving looks they would give.”
Cole smiles at me, then resumes his search for the perfect video. Once he finds one he deems worthy, he presses play. The first one he plays is a bust, the two men in the clip jumping into fucking right away. So he quits that one, then takes his time trying to find another. I don’t want to rush him, but I’m so damn aroused, not only because we’re sitting here watching porn side-by-side, but because our naked bodies are fused together.
He finally finds another video; this one starts off much better than the others. Our gazes are glued to the screen as we watch two men exploring each other’s bodies. One of the men on the screen forces the other guy onto his hands and knees, then drizzles lube onto the other man’s ass. He works him open with his fingers while the man on the bed is moaning loudly. By the time the two of them in the film start fucking, I don’t think I can take anymore. I need to get my hands on Cole.
Taking the phone out of his hand, I toss it onto the floor, smiling when Cole’s lust-filled eyes find mine. “I want you to do that to me,” he says, jerking his head toward where his phone lies on the floor.
“You want me to finger you?”
“Yes,” he breathes, springing off the bed and rushing to grab his lube.
He tosses it at my chest, and I chuckle, shaking my head. “Eager, are we?”
