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wasn’t intimidated anymore.
    “We really do.” Aidan leaned down to rub their noses together. Pete stifled another laugh. “What?” He pulled back, pretending to be offended. “You don’t like my Eskimo kisses?”
    “They’re great. There’s only one problem.”
    “What?”
    Pete could stare up into those green eyes forever. “You have too many clothes on.”
    “Oh. Now that is a problem.”
    Aidan rolled off him and sat up to unbutton his shirt.
    “That’s a great shirt,” Pete said as he watched, and then winced. How is that relevant, dumbass?
    But Aidan looked pleased as he removed it. “Thanks. It’s one of my favorites.” He smiled over at Pete, who was still lying flat on the floor. “Well?”
    “What?”
    “Aren’t you going to help me take my clothes off?”
    “Oh. My bad.” Pete sat up and went for Aidan’s silver belt. But when Aidan scooted forward and straddled Pete, and his… assets were right there, Pete’s fingers got stupid.
    Aidan took Pete’s fumbling hands away, placing one of them squarely on the generous bulge in his pants while he made short work of his belt. As the belt fell to the rug with a soft clank, Pete came out of his shock at finding his hand on Aidan’s crotch and gave a tentative stroke up and down. His cock felt… big. Massive. Huge. Ginor —
    “Nice,” Aidan purred, interrupting Pete’s inner babbling by opening his legs even more and thrusting up into Pete’s hand.
    “God, you’re—” Pete lost the words, knocked breathless by Aidan’s wanton offering of himself. He tried again. “You… unh.” Giving up on speech, he gripped and stroked Aidan’s dick through his trousers with more intent.
    “So good.” It was a sultry murmur. Aidan popped the button on his pants. “Hold on,” he said, moving Pete’s hand away so he could lower his zipper, then guiding it back.
    “Ah, fuck ,” Pete whispered when his hand collided, not with underwear as he had expected, but with warm, velvety skin. He closed his hand around Aidan’s large, hard, and very naked cock, reeling at the realization that Aidan had gone commando tonight. That was so fucking hot . “I wanna….” He slid his fingers down Aidan’s cock. “I wanna kiss you.”
    Aidan hooked his arm around Pete’s neck and hauled him in, all but smashing their lips together in a kiss. It wasn’t very coordinated—their tongues seemed to be doing battle and their teeth knocked together—but Pete didn’t care. He wanted to crawl inside Aidan’s fucking beautiful mouth and stay there.
    Aidan suddenly moaned and pulled his lips away to gasp, “Jesus—easy, baby. You’re going to make me come.”
    Pete realized his hand was still wrapped around Aidan’s dick, and it seemed to have taken on a life of its own, moving rapidly up and down the shaft, all but pumping it while his thumb smeared the drops at the slit around and around the head. He slowed his stroking to a less frenetic pace, but Aidan’s cock felt amazing in his hand, big and hard, with such soft skin enclosing it.
    “Sorry. I—mmph.” The rest of his sentence was cut off by Aidan covering his mouth with his.
    They explored each other with their tongues, and everything disappeared for Pete, everything except for Aidan’s lips, and his tongue, and Pete’s hand on Aidan’s cock.
    Eventually, Aidan pulled away. “Let’s get naked.” He began to take off his trousers.
    Pete rid himself of his shorts and underwear as fast as he could and looked up to find a naked Aidan leaning back on his elbows, bare legs stretched out, cock flushed and hard against his stomach. Pete’s gaze travelled up his body to his face, taking in the sight of him: lips swollen from their kisses, blond hair hanging over his eyes. He felt like he’d stumbled into a porn movie.
    Aidan did nothing to dispel that feeling when he licked his lips and whispered, “Come here and lie on top of me, baby.” But then he added, “Me want Pete blanket,” in a