“Neither have I. If we’re going to do this, you have to mean what you said about being exclusive,” Keith said thoughtfully.
“Of course I meant it,” Bobby snapped. “I wouldn’t have said it if I didn’t mean it.”You have no idea how much I mean it. I don’t want to make love with anyone else for the rest of my life.
* * * *
Keith turned Bobby on his back and motioned for him to lift his legs so Keith could prepare him. He took the lube, spread it over his forefinger and started to stretch Bobby’s sphincter. Keith squeezed out more lube and pushed it inside Bobby’s hole. He crooked his finger and pressed inside locating Bobby’s prostate.
“Jesus Christ, oh, that feels so good, don’t stop.”
“Not even to fuck you?” Keith asked in a silken voice.
“Yes, fuck me now. I need you to fuck me now.” Bobby pulled his legs up without being told, and he felt around for a pillow and placed it under his hips.