Second Chances in New Port Stephen - Chapter 110

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Second Chances in New Port Stephen - Chapter 110

Nick licked his lips. He didn’t mean to, but hearing Eli talk like that—it was exciting, and scary,
and a million other things that made him want to do all the options under the sun if it was with
Eli. “So you did bring a strap this time?”
Eli’s brows drew together. “What? No. Why would I—? I was making a big dramatic gesture
showing up at your place of business to confess my feelings. Bringing sex toys to that
conversation is a tad presumptuous, don’t you think?”
“I’m confused. How are you going to dick me down, potentially, without it?”
The look on Eli’s face was pure sorrow. “I keep forgetting you’re new to queer sex. What’s it like
to go through life with zero creativity?”
Nick pressed a pillow over Eli’s face and pretended to smother him while Eli howled in laughter.
“You don’t have to be so judgmental about it,” he said as Eli launched a tickling counterattack at
his ribs. He jerked like a fish while Eli flailed. He flung the pillow aside and kissed Eli’s ridiculous
red face. They quieted somewhat, their faces so close Nick could see every fleck of gold in Eli’s
eyes. “But yeah. You might have to teach me some new things.”
“Well, let me introduce my secret weapon,” Eli whispered. He held up his hand and wiggled his
fingers at Nick like he was saying a coy hello.
“Hands,” Nick said flatly, and it sounded a little rude, so he tried again. “Yes, I can see how you
might—use those. For many applications.”
“You don’t need a big dick to dick someone down,” Eli said with a grin. “Not to mention, better
maneuverability.” He joined his middle three fingers in a sort of triangle and crooked them into
a shape that had Nick’s head spinning.

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Saliva flooded into his mouth. The idea of Eli’s fingers inside him made every nerve in his skin
stand up and take notice. It seemed both impossible and intriguing. But if they got into fingering
territory, Nick assumed that lube would —should, according to his intense googling—be
involved, and the only thing he had on hand was the paltry tube of hand cream in his bedside
table drawer that was on standby for masturbatory sessions. Embarrassing. And such a
stereotypical straight-guy move that he couldn’t be sure Eli wouldn’t run screaming.
He was staring so hard at Eli’s hands, he almost missed the amused smirk spreading across his
face.
“Uh.” He covered Eli’s hand with his own, bringing it down to the sheets. “Let’s try that
sometime in the future.” The near future, after Nick stopped at a pharmacy to pick up
something suitably water-based. “Tonight, I want to… I don’t know. Be close to you.”
“Yeah?” Eli’s eyes lit up, more brilliant than any light display. “I’d like that.” He shifted under
Nick’s body to bring one lightly furred leg around Nick’s waist. Their cocks aligned in a way that
was so natural, Nick had only to rock his
hips the tiniest bit to feel all of Eli. Eli returned the favor in spades, grinding up against him in a
way that sent Nick’s spine into sparks.