He'd been naked in front of Yusuf before. He'd even been naked while his husband had his hands on him. But he'd never, in the almost 60 years of being with this man, had his hands on his cock before. It was enough to turn his knees to water and his blood to fire and he whimpered with every single small squeeze.

He kicked his pants off with far less patience than he'd ever had and as soon as he was steady on his feet again, his hands went to Yusuf's so that he could help strip the man in between kisses.

"You. I want you. I want everything you want to show me. We have nothing but time now, zawj."