Nate
There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
It seemed so easy to make Adam moan, Nate could hardly believe it. Not only was he pretty, but he was responsive, as I to this as Nate himself was, if not more. A welcome change of pace from his usual liasons, if he was being honest with himself. But even with how he squirmed under Nate’s hands, he wasn’t ever really under Nate’s control, something that only made Nate more desperate to take.
Hands grabbed his face, making him growl, though Nate didn’t fight it. He stared into the other mans eyes, a grin spreading across his face as the challenge issued woke something in him. Nate pulled back, leaning over to paw first through his own pockets, then through Adams, looking for something he could use as a lube. Thankfully, the other man was more prepared than was, a little pot of something slick clutched in Nate’s hands like it was liquid gold.
His hips moving against Adam in earnest now, Nate all but ripped the top of the pot off in his eagerness, giving Adam the cursory preparation of a few slicked fingers before coating himself. With just a moments hesitation, a pause so each of them could take a breath, Nate presses in, his eyes locked on Adams face and his breath coming in short pants. Regardless of what Adam did, he would smile, and mumbled ”Beautiful.” under his breath.
Hands grabbed his face, making him growl, though Nate didn’t fight it. He stared into the other mans eyes, a grin spreading across his face as the challenge issued woke something in him. Nate pulled back, leaning over to paw first through his own pockets, then through Adams, looking for something he could use as a lube. Thankfully, the other man was more prepared than was, a little pot of something slick clutched in Nate’s hands like it was liquid gold.
His hips moving against Adam in earnest now, Nate all but ripped the top of the pot off in his eagerness, giving Adam the cursory preparation of a few slicked fingers before coating himself. With just a moments hesitation, a pause so each of them could take a breath, Nate presses in, his eyes locked on Adams face and his breath coming in short pants. Regardless of what Adam did, he would smile, and mumbled ”Beautiful.” under his breath.
