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of lubricant. As the other man squirted a generous amount of
the liquid into his palm, it finally occurred to Gavin that he was at last
taking the step he'd feared for so long, and with a man he'd only known for an hour.
How odd that, all things considered, he wouldn't have liked his first time to
be with anyone else.
    Saul was almost frustratingly careful with him. He tested
Gavin's hole with just the tip of a finger, then pushed it ever so slightly
inside. Gavin forced himself to relax, even if it felt a little strange and
unfamiliar. He focused on Saul, on the fact that he was the one sharing this
moment with Gavin. Saul smiled at him and whispered, "That's it, baby.
Relax for me. You're so beautiful."
    He continued crooning sweet nothings to Gavin, and while
Gavin should have known better than to believe them, he did. His flesh yielded
to Saul's ministrations and soon, Saul could add a second finger. He pushed
them in and out of Gavin, and the feeling stopped being strange for him. Gavin
began moving back against Saul, needing more of the delicious penetration,
aching for a more fulfilling one. And when Saul crooked his fingers inside him
just so and touched something that practically made Gavin convulse in pleasure,
Gavin could only cry out Saul's name and beg, "Please, Saul, fuck
me."
    Four words, four syllables that Gavin somehow managed to
say—and they worked like a charm. The simple phrase seemed to flick a switch in
Saul's brain. The gentleness was swept aside by the nearly ruthless intensity
of the man who'd fucked Gavin's mouth and who'd promise to claim him even when
they'd been in the diner.
    But that didn't mean he immediately complied with Gavin's
request, oh, no. Instead, Saul scissored his fingers inside Gavin, mercilessly
massaging his prostate. He added more lubricant and a third digit to Gavin's
hole, stretching him, but also driving him crazy with passion.
    By the time Saul deemed him ready for further intercourse,
Gavin was nearly in tears in sexual frustration and wanton despair. At last,
Saul removed his fingers from Gavin's opening and used more lubricant on his
dick. He lifted Gavin's legs on his shoulders, and positioned his cock at
Gavin's hole. He said nothing, but his eyes had that strange golden glow once
again, and the nearly worshipful look they held told Gavin everything he needed
to know.
    Still, when Saul pushed, Gavin couldn't help but tense a
little. He actually felt the head of Saul's dick pop in, and if he wanted to be
perfectly honest, it wasn't wholly pleasurable. In fact, it kind of hurt, and
Gavin was once more invaded by uncertainties. And just like before, Saul seemed
to guess exactly what Gavin was thinking.
    "Shh," Saul murmured, stilling half-way inside him.
"It's always a little hard the first time. Just relax and breathe."
    Gavin actually knew all about the first time being the
hardest. He regularly had to have "the talk" with kids at his
school—quite amazing given that he was a virgin. But somehow, it was different
when he had to face it himself, and Saul's strength supported him. God, he
couldn't imagine how difficult it must be for Saul to take his time like this,
to be so patient with Gavin. As a rule, a guy's instinct was to just thrust and
take his pleasure, but Saul wasn't like that.
    He waited until Gavin completely relaxed, and only once Gavin
nodded in approval did Saul push in further. Even now, he went slowly, sliding
inside Gavin at an excruciatingly slow pace. But again, it was all worth it,
because it only made Gavin more aware of every single second he spent with
Saul, of every inch of Saul's dick his body received. He felt so impossibly
full, and yet, Saul still gave him more. By now, the pain had melted into a
pleasurable burn that made the entire experience better, more real. And when
Saul was at last balls deep inside him, Gavin felt closer to Saul than he ever
had to any other person in his entire life.
    Gavin always told his students that they needed