Tyler sighed and rolled to his stomach as he felt Michael move over his back and then his thighs were being spread by Michael's long fingered hands. He felt a kiss on each cheek and his whole body tingled in anticipation of an act that he'd only read about in gay erotic novels, something that he'd re-read frequently of late. Michael let go of Tyler's dick and slid both palms up the back of his thighs, sliding up his cheeks and letting his thumbs ride up Tyler's crack before grabbing onto his hip bones.
"Lift your butt off the bed and keep your chest down," Michael murmured, sexy and low. Tyler felt his cock throb and missed Michael's hand around it immediately. He moved into position clumsily. He couldn't ever remember allowing himself to be this open and exposed to another person. It felt strange and as Michael moved in even closer, spreading his legs even wider, Tyler began to feel ever more awkward. He was about to object to the position when he felt Michael's right hand at the small of his back and the other at his left hip. His lover's warm breath ghosted across his hole. He felt himself clenching the tight pucker at the unnatural feeling of having a man where his lover was.
A second later Tyler nearly jumped out of his skin. Michael spread his cheeks and his wet tongue slid over his rim and then dipped inside.
