Mr. Jaguar
eyes off that beautiful man. Nerves were getting the best of him, twisting and squeezing his stomach. This was Mike Miller. He was going to have Mike Miller inside him. His whole body shuddered with emotion as his eyes met Mike’s from across the room, and the response he got was a hungry grin. Mike waved the little condom packet at James before making his way back. Slower, as if he was giving James ogling time, proud like a lion in the middle of the savannah approaching his chosen lioness.
    James took a deep breath and reached out to him. The covers were too cold in contrast to his skin, he needed Mike to cover him with his warmth again. There was nothing he wanted more in the world.
    “Turn around,” Mike ordered, slipping to his knees on the mattress. “I’ve been waiting ages to properly see your ass.” He had a lazy, self-satisfied smile on his face that James could imagine waking up to every day. The moment that idea came to his mind, it sank its clutches into his heart and refused to let go. This was way scarier than losing his virginity had been. It wasn’t just about having sex.
    James exhaled and slowly turned to his stomach, groaning when his cock slid against the fabric and sank into it under his weight. Mike’s fingers traced James’s back and all the way to his buttocks, until he parted them gently, awakening a deep, carnal need all over James’s body. He was gasping, writhing on the sheet, grinding his hips in the air, and Mike was the only man who could satisfy him.
    “It’s so firm. I bet you do special exercises just for your ass.” Mike snorted and ran his fingers along the crack.
    James curled his toes and spread his thighs farther. “Guilty.” He smiled and closed his eyes, absorbing Mike’s warmth into his skin.
    “You want guys to notice it at the gym and chat you up?” Mike laughed and drizzled some lube between James’s buttocks. A shudder ran through James at the cool slickness, but he arched his back and moved his hips just enough to brush his skin against Mike’s knee.
    “I usually work out when no one’s there. My gym’s open 24/7.”
    “Why would you take away the viewing pleasure? Afraid that you wouldn’t be able to help yourself?” Mike spread the lube between James’s ass cheeks, teasing the anus with his thumb.
    James pulled a pillow closer and hugged it. He angled his hips and started making tiny moves in response. The pressure felt so good. “I’m not into hooking up with random guys,” whispered James.
    “Good boy. Ready for a proper stud.” Mike pushed his slippery thumb into James’s ass and wiggled it gently. “So fucking tight…”
    James yelped and squeezed his ass around the finger. Even with the lube it was rough, and he looked back at Mike. He needed more than that finger touching him. “Lie down?”
    Mike smirked and plopped next to James, never taking his finger away and teasing the sensitive anus. “I love the idea of fucking a guy,” he groaned and kissed James’s lips.
    “You seem to know what you’re doing,” whispered James, drinking in Mike’s warm breath. He pulled closer, providing his arm as a pillow.
    “I did it with girls a few times.” Mike slowly pushed in another finger, stretching James and nipping at his lip from where his head was resting on James’s bicep. The fingers were both solid and gentle, a calming presence in the most vulnerable spot on James’s body.
    He slowly moved his knee up, letting it rest against Mike’s leg, and gasped against his mouth. “After you came out?”
    “Before. I don’t wanna think about it now though. I wanna think about your balls, your dick, your chest…” Mike groaned and pushed his fingers in farther.
    James’s whole body throbbed in response, and he reached down, curling his fingers around Mike’s thick wrist. He pulled on it, pressing the digits in deeper, a delicious slide that made his brain scramble. He slowly turned to his side, pressing even closer to Mike. He was

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