Jason exhaled a laugh, put polished wood down for a second, kept one arm around his husband’s waist, and found Colby’s pretty d**k with the other hand. Teasing, playing, fondling. Nice hot length, not as thick as Jason’s but still impressive, and very excitable: already wet at the tip. He played with that, drawing out more desire, rubbing at the slit.
Colby made a little needy sound and squirmed in his lap. Jason kissed his eyebrow. “What a nice wish list. Also, already pre-ordered that book. And your c**k ring. We can do some cheese shopping later.” Colby did enjoy some denial—being made to wait, being good, coming when permitted—and Jason always enjoyed making Colby feel good, so. New toys, ordered.
“I love you very much,” Colby informed him, and one talented hand slid under Jason’s sh
