Caleb gives him just enough space to get into position and feels his mouth go dry when he's finished arranging himself. So much about this place is oddly dreamlike, but Yussa looks like the best wet dream he's ever had, this gorgeous older man presented to him with his hips raised and both holes slick and ready to be taken. Caleb is almost tentative when he touches him at first, a gentle hand on his hip as he moves close again, but quickly grows bold as desire and impulse take hold. He wants him, and he can't wait any longer.

His hand slides up to take a firm grip on his ass instead, fingers digging in as Caleb spreads his cheeks apart. The other guides his cock, dragging it up along his slit to dip just barely into his cunt with a soft shudder of breath before he angles it up to his ass. The blunt press of his cockhead smears oil across Yussa's softened hole, and with a little pressure the tip nudges inside. Slowly, Caleb works the head past his loosened rim, guided by his thumb, until all at once it's in with a slick pop. A soft moan slips from his lips as he carefully, gradually begins to push inside, watching Yussa's hole stretch around his shaft.

"How long has it been?" he asks breathlessly, a little surprised that he's capable of speech at all as his cock is surrounded by the incredibly tight heat of Yussa's body. Gods, why haven't they done this before?