Brian had never really thought that he could find true, pure pleasure having sex with a man. Sex with men was just a way to alleviate his frustrations, because men could handle it. Women were beautiful and fragile, and if you let it out on them, it could damage them. He'd seen it done, and he'd swore he would never do it. But men, men were hard and unyielding. Men wouldn't break if you didn't handle them with absolute tenderness.
Brian obliged Ferrol, pushing another finger into the man while he continued to pleasure him with tongue and lips and teeth. He found that sensitive spot and used it to bring Ferrol torturous pleasure. Brian released him, though reluctantly, and kissed his way back up Ferrol's body.
He'd intended to get his lubricant, but Ferrol's plea made him forget all about it. He stroked himself a few times before pulled his fingers away from Ferrol and positioning himself at his entrance. He pushed into Ferrol, groaning as his head dropped to rest on Ferrol's shoulder. So tight, so fucking tight. His pace was slow, achingly slow.