Jim’s mouth dropped open in an o, arching as Frank pressed inside of him. He sucked in a breath through a hiss, shuddering as he felt Frank fully settle, the familiar ache of a man inside of him more than welcome. He could feel their chests bumping as they breathed, his cock slipping against Frank’s abdomen.

“Feel even better when you’re really fucking me,” he rasped, fingers happily lacing with Frank’s, squeezing as they lay together, locked so intimately. He gazed up at the other man, red cheeks contrasting the sharp blue of his eyes. “Frank...”