[ It's-- still kind of difficult for Derek to bottom, on a purely psychological standpoint. It's happened once or twice with Tate, and while it's kind of an impossible secret to keep that he fucking loves this feeling, it's still hard for him to bare his throat to someone else, so to speak. The nerves in his body jolt when he feels the cool, slick touch of Tate's fingers, and he exhales, shaky, when he feels the head of the vibrator in their place.
His cock twitches, still only half-hard, a small bead of pre leaking from his tip as Tate eases the toy forward. Derek's still tight and not entirely ready for something this big, and he curls his toes in the sheets, pressing his arm tighter against his eyes until he sees spots. ]
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His cock twitches, still only half-hard, a small bead of pre leaking from his tip as Tate eases the toy forward. Derek's still tight and not entirely ready for something this big, and he curls his toes in the sheets, pressing his arm tighter against his eyes until he sees spots. ]
I-- yeah. Slower. Easy.