Idris dragged his hands down the sides of his slacks to get rid of the pooling moisture on them. Mac was petting Roger and getting him settled into his little bed in his private space. It was exciting to think Mac would soon share a room with him, but that wasn’t what had his heart thumping in his chest. His emotions already in the stratosphere with the knowledge that Mac loved him, he was trying not to go insane over what the rest of their evening was going to entail. With no experience, Idris was nervous, but he was also dying to know what it would feel like inside Mac.
“You’re so quiet,” Mac said as he pulled Roger’s velvet curtain closed.
“I’m a little worried I’m not going to please you.”
Mac placed his hands on Idris’s hips and tugged him close. “I have no doubt that you will.”
Idris wound his arms around Mac’s neck and pressed their bodies together. “I appreciate your confidence in me, but I’m new to this.”
“I like knowing I’m the only one that’s ever seen you naked,” Mac said as he kissed him. “The only one to see your face when you come.” The dragon shifter dragged his lips over Idris’s jaw. “To taste your skin. To hear the sounds you make when we’re in bed. Everything about you is mine.”
Idris was seduced by the deep timbre of Mac’s voice. His blood heated, and his body went languid except for his cock, which was growing harder by the minute. “You were worth waiting for.”
Mac released him and grabbed his hand. He led him over to the side of the bed and helped Idris out of his sport coat, then removed his own. Idris reached out and undid the buttons of Mac’s dress shirt. His mate’s hands returned to his sides as he leaned forward and reunited their mouths. Idris slid his tongue through Mac’s lips as he tried to stay focused on getting Mac out of his clothes, but it wasn’t easy. He loved being with Mac this way, and it never failed to make him clamor for more.
Mac’s palms slid over Idris’s ass, and he pulled him flush against him. Idris moaned at the heat of Mac and the slight friction his actions created against his dick. Though he wanted to rut against him, he had the dazzling lure of knowing Mac wanted them united in the most intimate way, which helped him refrain.
The dragon shifter kneaded the muscles of his backside. “We’re still wearing shoes.”
Idris pulled away and bent down to undo the laces of his dress shoes; then he toed them off. He yanked off his socks for good measure and was glad Mac was mirroring his actions. Once Mac was done, Idris reached out grabbed two fistfuls of his shirt and yanked them out of his mate’s pants. Idris undid the last few buttons and slid his hands under the fabric to skate over the smooth skin of Mac’s chest.
The top of his dragon tattoo enticed him with its vibrant colors. Idris leaned forward to press his lips to Mac’s inked collarbone. “I love you,” he whispered.
Mac chuckled. “You talking to me or my tattoo?”
Idris lifted his head and they grinned at one another. “Both.”
“In that case, both of us dragons love you too.”
Idris wrapped his arms around Mac’s waist. “I have three dragons. Don’t forget Roger.”
Mac’s hands came up to frame Idris’s face and he gave him a soft kiss. “How could I ever forget him?”
“Right now, I’d like to see the rest of the dragon you have inked on your arm.”
Mac’s smile was tender. “Then you’re going to have to let me go, so I can take off my shirt.”
With a great deal of reluctance, Idris released him and took a step back. Mac peeled his button-down off, and Idris’s hungry gaze swept over the thick muscles of his upper body. “I wish I had muscles like yours.”
“I have zero complaints about you, except that you’re still wearing clothes.”
Idris tugged his shirt from his pants and moved to undo it, but Mac pushed his hands away. He took over the task, and Idris waited patiently until he was done. Then Idris ripped the garment off and threw it on the floor.
“Hey, you better not ruin that shirt. It’s my favorite,” Mac said as he reached out and unbuckled Idris’s belt.
“It’s fine,” Idris promised as he got Mac’s slacks undone. Once he could see the dark fabric of his boxers, Idris slipped his hand inside to fondle Mac’s sex.
Mac’s lashes swept down toward his cheeks. “You’re very good with your hands, Wizard.”
Idris kissed him softly. When he opened his eyes again, the scaly dragon orbs were dilated. He pushed his fingers under the waistband of Idris’s underwear and shoved them, as well as his pants, down his thighs. Finishing what Mac started, Idris managed to get his clothes completely off.
“You should probably get naked too,” he told Mac.
“It’s a definite necessity. I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
Idris was excited too, but he couldn’t ignore his nerves. He rubbed his sweaty palms together as Mac divested himself of his remaining garments, and his thick cock jutted out from his body. Idris loved making Mac hard. It was a miracle to him each time they came together, and he doubted he would ever get used to knowing this gorgeous man was his.
“Relax,” Mac whispered as he took a step forward and brought their heavily aroused bodies close. “I’m going to be right here with you, and everything’s going to be perfect.”
Idris doubted it would be perfect, as he had zero experience at this, but he nodded. “Okay.”
“Let’s get on the bed.” Climbing up onto the mattress, Idris waited for Mac to grab the lube and join him. Once he was close again, Mac offered him a brief but gentle kiss. “Hold out your hand.”
Idris did as he was told, and Mac squeezed out a small amount of slick onto his fingers. “I’m trying not to be scared,” he confided.
“I know you’re afraid because you haven’t done it before, but you’re a very sensitive person. I know you’re going to take your time, and we’ll make sure it’s good for both of us. Now warm up that lube.”
Rubbing his fingers together, Idris sucked in a deep breath. Mac pressed his mouth to Idris’s, but he didn’t linger for a long kiss. Instead, he ran his lips down his jaw and down to his throat. He latched on and sucked, which made Idris moan out his name. Once Idris relaxed and the tension left his body, Mac pulled away. He maneuvered on the bed until he was lying on his back; then he bent his knees and spread them wide.
“Crawl between my legs,” he instructed. Idris shuffled down into place. He had a spectacular view of Mac’s hard cock, heavy balls, and his pucker. It was a sexy memory he would keep forever and a sight he hoped to enjoy often.
“I wish I could take a picture of you like this.”
Mac’s hearty chuckles filled the room. “Behave yourself, sweetheart. Now, take those slick fingers of yours and start getting the lay of the land down there.”
Reaching out, Idris obeyed and slowly slid them around the skin of Mac’s hole. It felt the same way his own did when he fooled around back there. He glanced up to find a small smile on Mac’s face. It filled Idris with confidence that he at least wasn’t making him sad or disappointed. He continued to rub around the outside of Mac’s starburst, and his dick jerked. He wanted to be inside him so bad.
“Okay, now slide two inside me.”
“I always start with one.”
“I’m older and have been using mine down there for a long time. You can go ahead and start with two.”
“I think if I’m the one topping, I should get to decide if I want to start with one or two.”
Mac’s breath whooshed out on a laugh. “Fine, tormenter. Start with one.”
“I like it better when you call me sweetheart,” Idris grumbled. He wiggled his shoulders as he tried to relieve his tension and studied Mac’s face for any sign of discomfort as he pushed one finger slowly inside him.
Mac’s back arched a little. “Feels good, stretch me out.”
Idris pumped that digit in and out of Mac while he marveled over the heat of him. He didn’t remember that about using them inside himself, but he was usually jerking his cock at the same time, and it was hard to separate all the different sensations when his every nerve ending was straining to come.
“You done playing down there and want to stick in another one?”
“I should’ve expected you to be bossy about this,” Idris complained as he slowly pulled out, then carefully worked two digits inside Mac’s hole.
“Yes, you should have,” Mac agreed. His words came out on a moan. “Do you know how to find my prostate?”
With a grin, Idris crooked his fingers as he slowly slid them out. “Like that?”
“I’ll give you anything you want if you continue touching me there.”
Idris’s smile grew broader at the breathless sound of Mac’s voice. Mac’s dick leaked out onto his belly as Idris used every opportunity to hit that tight bundle of nerves his mate wanted him to stroke.
“You can put three in anytime, tormenter.”
“Are you sure?”
Mac lifted his head from the pillow with an aggrieved expression. “If you don’t get this show on the road, I’m going to come before you get your dick anywhere near my hole.”
“Fine,” Idris replied as Mac lay back down. He pulled his hand away and painstakingly slid three fingers into Mac’s now somewhat stretched pucker.
“I had no idea you were so evil. I’m dying here.”
Idris ignored the edgy dragon and went back to work. He bounced a little on his thighs as he tried to calm himself. His cock was lying straight up against his stomach, but he was doing his best to keep his hormones in check.
“Idris, come on. I want to get fucked. Get your dick slicked up and get in me already.”
“Wait a minute. I’m making sure you’re ready.”
“I’m ready. I am ready. Let’s go.” Mac’s body undulated on the mattress, and Idris hoped he was doing the right thing by believing him. He reluctantly pulled his fingers out and grabbed the lube. Idris put a little in his palm, then ran his hand over his sex. His eyes closed as the pleasure flowed through him.
“Stop playing with your dick and get inside me.”
Idris let go of himself. “I don’t know why you’re so cranky.”
The muscles in Mac’s thighs bulged slightly as he lifted his hips higher off the mattress. “Grab the base of your cock and hold it snug as you push the head inside,” he ordered. His words came out in a rush.
Bowing once again to Mac’s expertise, Idris fisted the base of his sex and shuffled forward on his knees until his legs were pressed against Mac. With his eyes alternating between Mac’s face and his pink pucker, Idris lined himself up. The millions of nerve endings in the sensitive skin of his dick registered the feel of Mac’s opening. As he slowly slid into the welcoming body beneath him, Idris was overwhelmed by the heat and the tightness around him.
“So good. Keep going. You’re doing perfect. Just like that,” Mac coaxed as his hole swallowed Idris up. The head of his shaft popped through the first barrier, and Idris heaved a sigh of relief. He grew a bit bolder as he pushed the rest of the way inside. He released the hold he had on himself and placed his palms on Mac’s hips once he was buried deep.
“Let me know when it’s okay to move,” Idris bit out. Now that he had gotten past the part that had filled him with so many nerves, his body was only concerned with completion.
“Go. Go, sweetheart. Fuck me.”
Idris took him at his word and rocked in and out. He hoped Mac was close, because there was no doubt that he was. His entire being was screaming with his desire to empty into his mate. A litany of nonsensical words fell from his lips as he barreled toward release. He wanted to make sure Mac was enjoying himself too, so he was delighted when the dragon shifter grabbed his own cock and started jerking it.
Idris licked his lips and tried to focus on Mac as he fucked him. “Am I hitting the right spot?”
“Almost. Tilt a little…yeah. Yes. Right there. Oh fuck, yeah. Idris, right there.”
His words ended on a yell, and it was music to Idris’s ears. He couldn’t watch Mac working his hand over his dick or see his own pumping in and out of his mate, so he closed them. It turned out to be a mistake. With one sense shut off, the others grew more intense. All he could feel was Mac’s body milking his seed from him. A loud roar ripped from his throat as fire raced down his spine. His orgasm tore through him and for the first time, he came deep inside Mac.
It gave him immense satisfaction when Mac shouted his name and he was able to pry his lids open just in time to glimpse his hips jerk upward. Thick ropes of white come painted Mac’s rippled belly and Idris marveled that it was him who’d brought the dragon shifter to this. He was able to bring him pleasure while he fucked him. There was no way he could hide the smile which came all the way from his soul.
“I made you come.”
Satisfaction was written all over Mac’s face when his dark eyes met Idris’s. “Damn right you did. Now get down here and give me a kiss.”
Idris managed to let go of the death grip he had on Mac’s hips and put his hands down on the mattress at his sides. Mac lifted himself up onto his elbows and met him halfway. Their kiss was lazy. “Thanks, Mac.”
“I’m the one who should be thanking you. You did an amazing job. I hope you enjoyed it, because we’re definitely going to do this again.”
“It was better than I thought it’d be. You’re very tight and hot inside.”
Mac grabbed a fistful of Idris’s sweaty curls and leaned their foreheads together after another soft kiss. “I hope you’re serious about wanting to bottom someday. I’d like to feel how hot and tight you are inside.”
“You yelled really loud when you came. I definitely want to bottom.”
“Good, now let’s get cleaned up before your dragon comes out here to investigate.”
Idris crinkled his nose. “Gross.”
“Exactly.”
Straightening his body and lifting his palms, Idris slowly slipped out of Mac. Before he could grab anything to wipe up their mess, Mac swiped some of the come off his belly and offered it to him. Idris didn’t hesitate to lick it from his wet fingers.
“Damn, you’re sexy,” Mac said.
Idris sampled more of Mac’s taste. “You too.”