Dorian added another, at the urging. He was positively dripping, waiting to get inside of Bull. When he knew Bull had had enough of his fingers, when his lower back started to relax enough, Dorian positioned himself as well as possible and lined himself up with Bull's hole.

He slid his cock in, slowly and haltingly at first. His arms shook, his thighs shook, all from the warmth and the tightness and the sudden enveloping pleasure that curled Dorian's toes.

It had been a very long time for Dorian as well.

Dorian groaned from behind Bull and, seated inside him, he reached to grab hold of Bull's thick hips.

"Oh, Maker. I'll fall apart."