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him, stretching him open, heat spread across his flushed skin. Rolling his hip s, he rode his lover’s finger as he rocked up against him, rubbing his cock over the corrugated expanse of Ridley’s abs.
    One finger became two, filling him with a pressure that traveled down to his balls, and his inner walls clamped around the invading digits as he mewled and wri thed atop the mattress. Ridley pumped into his aching hole, twisting his wrist and scissoring his fingers as he continued his assault on Julian’s senses by kissing and nibbling down his neck and across his collarbones.
    “Easy,” Ridley muttered. “Breathe, love, just breathe.”
    Then he disappeared again, rising up on his knees and easing his fingers from Julian’s entrance, leaving him feeling empty and yearning. Before Julian could make his voice work to form a protest, however, Ridley returned, bracing himself on one hand as he rubbed the tip of his lubed cock over Julian’s tight starburst and thrust forward to penetrate his clenching channel.
    They groaned in unison, each shaking and panting as Ridley inched forward, feeding his enormous cock to Julian’s ass in increments until he was seated to the root. Fully enveloped, Ridley stilled, stroking the tops of Julian’s thighs while giving him time to adjust to the invasion. Once his muscles relaxed, and his inner walls no longer held Ridley’s cock in a stranglehold, he curled his fingers around his lover’s bicep and tugged.
    “Move.”
    Undulating in fluid waves, Ridley pulled back, leaving just the crown to part the ring of muscles, and thrust back inside. He started gently, slowly building up to a steady rhythm that had Julian moaning and panting as he clutched at Ridley’s sweat-dampened shoulders. His body thrummed with desire, sending electrical currents up and down his spine and spreading heat out to his extremities. Each hard thrust ratcheted his pleasure higher, and his head spun as sounds he’d never before heard from his own mouth echoed around the room.
    The world around him faded away, narrowing to where their bodies joined , and as the tempo increased, Julian struggled to hold his orgasm at bay. The muscles in his back flexed as his spine stiffened, and he snaked his legs around Ridley’s waist once again, jerking him closer in a silent plea for more. Harder, faster, deeper, rougher—he didn’t care. He just needed more.
    Insinuat ing his free hand between their heaving bodies, Ridley fisted Julian’s cock, squeezing the base and dragging his hand along the shaft, stroking in time with every bone-jarring, demanding thrust. Unable to endure the onslaught of carnal sensations, Julian pressed his shoulders into the mattress and bowed his back, groaning loudly as his cock erupted in a river of pearly cream.
    Aftershocks wracked his body, pulling deep shudders from him when Ridley released his cock and gripped his thighs, plunging into his body in wild abandoned. Grunting and growling, he collapsed forward, burying his face against Julian’s neck as he shivered through his own clim ax, spilling a torrent of molten lava into Julian’s clutching channel.
    Before the cum had dried or the post-orgasmic glow had even fully dissipated, Ridley went rigid in his arms, and Julian had a bad feeling he knew what was coming next. “Ridley?”
    Pushing away from him, Ridley rose to his feet and began gathering his clothes from the floor. “Don’t get the wrong idea,” he muttered. “This didn’t mean anything.”
    Ouch . “Of course, it didn’t. Just a little stress relief between friends, right?”
    Ridley looked so relieved it was actually a bit comical. “Aye, that’s right.”
    Julian didn’t buy a word of it. He’d been there. He’d felt the connection between them, and not for a second did he believe it was one-sided. Until Ridley could be honest with himself about his feelings, though, they’d never be more than just friends. Unfortunately, Ridley looked so tense and