Page 58 of The Locker Room

boneless, the only part of that sturdy, powerful body that was active was

his thigh muscles, bearing his ass up for Xander"s leisure. Xander took

his time.

First he simply rubbed it, again and again, until Chris purred and

thrust back against the blunt tip of Xander"s finger as it rubbed over.

Xander watched in fascination as his finger disappeared, and Chris made

that crooning noise in the back of his throat.

“Mmmmmmm… mmmmmm….”

Xander was forced to chuckle. “Good?”

“Mmmm… better… more.”

Xander stretched, carefully, more, and then Chris started giving

instructions.

“Another finger, yeah? Mmmm… yeah. Good. Okay… deeper…

deeper.God!”

“Does it hur—”

“You felt that?”

“Yeah… does it hurt?”

“NO… push on it AGAIN!”

Xander did, and Chris begged, so he added another finger and

spread them, and Chris whimpered. “God, Xan… I"m such a cock-

whore, I know it, but could you… do you think you might want to…

please, Xander, please?”He practically sobbed into the pillow, and

Xander?

Well, Xander"s entire body had been flushing hot and cold for the

past fifteen minutes. His balls were throbbing between his legs, and his

cock? It was painfully full, even more so because he"d been dripping a

steady stream of pre-come almost from Chris"s first pleasure sound. If all

Chris had wanted was for Xander to finger-bang him and stroke his cock,

at this point, Xander probably would have come all by himself, without a

touch anywhere.