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already?
    “I own a gym.”
    “Oh, wow. That’s cool.” He wasn’t the gym type. Thank God he didn’t need to be.
    “It is. And it’s finally doing well enough I don’t have to put in a hundred million hours a week. I have people to run it. I mostly sign checks and do personal training.”
    “Ah. Hence the stunning body.”
    Lucien’s chuckle was like warm caramel. “Yeah. Although I credit good genes for a lot of it. Okay. Let’s take a look at this site and find you a good starter dildo.”
    “Are dildos and plugs the same thing?”
    “No, although most plugs can double as a dildo. A plug is going to have something at the base to keep it from going all the way into your ass and it’s meant to stay in while you go about your daily business. A dildo is for fucking. You need one of those because every man should have at least one. And then you need a plug so that next time I come over and we’re done, I can put it in you and you can wear it for a while.”
    Trey thought this sounded like a delicious plan, like something addictive.
    “Don’t worry, I’ll have them both delivered to my place so you don’t have to worry about your assistant opening a box of cock for you.”
    “You don’t mind?”
    “Not at all. Like I said, it gives me an excuse to see you again.”
    Trey nodded, reached out, hand landing on Lucien’s thigh. Lucien hummed and he sounded pleased.
    “Okay, this is a nice starter dildo. It’s nine inches long, so you can get a good grip of one end and still have a nice length to feed into yourself. It’s not as thick as I am, but it’s realistically shaped with bumps and veins and stuff. It’s called The Boyfriend.”
    “The Boyfriend? That’s hilarious.” Nine inches. He could ride that into the ground.
    “Isn’t it? I don’t suppose color matters to you but it’s available in a variety.”
    Trey rolled his eyes. “Pick your favorite.”
    “I’m going to pick black, like me.”
    He nodded, trailing his fingers over Lucien’s belly. “I’m easy.”
    “Are you now? That’s good to know.” Lucien kissed the top of his head.
    It was so easy to snuggle in, to melt against Lucien and cuddle.
    “For the plug, I’m thinking something wide in the middle with a flat base so when you’re wearing it and sitting, you can shift it just by wriggling a bit.”
    “Sitting?” Trey swallowed as he imagined that.
    “Yeah. You like the idea?”
    God, yes . “I could try it, yeah.”
    Chuckling, Lucien typed some stuff. “There we go. They’ll be at my place in two to three days.”
    “Did you need me to give you some cash?”
    “No, it’ll be my treat. I’ll let you pay for the next one.”
    The next one . Trey had to admit he liked the sound of that. “What are your favorite ones? And how many different types were there?”
    “Oh, there are dozens, maybe even hundreds. My favorites…for you? Long and big ones.”
    Long and big. God. “For you?”
    “I’m not the size queen, baby.”
    Still, Lucien wasn’t into them? Trey didn’t ask, but he had to admit, he was curious.
    “Okay, we’re set. You want to hear some of the descriptions on the other ones?”
    “I could listen to you talk all night long,” Trey admitted.
    “I can think of better things to do all night long. But we can start like this.”
    Trey rested his head on Lucien’s chest. “Okay, tell me everything.”

Chapter Two
     
     
     
    Lucien rang the doorbell at three-zero-six Begonia Terrace.
    He probably should have warned Trey he was coming over. He was sort of inviting himself in. Although technically they’d said he would come over when the dildo and plug arrived. Which they had. This morning.
    He was a little eager. No, that wasn’t right. He was a lot eager. Lucien hadn’t been so taken with anyone in a long time. He didn’t want to come off like a stalker, though. Sure, Trey clearly wanted to please him, but it had to be a little scary, inviting someone sighted in to your home, your life,