He couldn't believe it.
The blonde's eyes momentarily unfocused as he felt his entire body zero in on the sudden sensation.
Coupled with the rattling of every bone in his unfortunately (fortunately) sensitive body, the experience felt like a new door had just been opened for him.
"!!!"
The water in the tub surged against Ollie's chest as Kyle's hand finally found him beneath the surface. The heat of his palm was searing, a solid weight that made the frazzled first timer's back arch.
Those nimble fingers didn't hesitate; they curled around him with a slow, deliberate squeeze that forced a jagged gasp from Ollie's throat.
It was a friction he'd never imagined—slick, firm, and overwhelmingly present.
Oh, and apparently, consistent.
Because it wasn't just a one-time contact, but a caress of unfathomable proportions.
His hand didn't stop at one or maybe three pumps. No, the beast just so happened to be too generous for his own good and went for it countless times.
"Hnnngh!"
