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“I did something bad today after I’d spoken to Finn,” Holden said, taking the joint back and sucking.
Tyler regarded him. Holden’s thumb touched the head of his cock where his briefs were wet with pre-cum.
“I went to the drugstore and bought condoms and lube.”
“Is that right?”
“Yeah.” Holden paused. “I know what you’re thinking.”
“Do you?”
“Yeah. You’re thinking I responded to something stressful and upsetting as I always do. By looking to get fucked.”
Tyler kept his gaze on his. “Is that what I’m thinking?”
“Yeah.”
“Actually, I’m thinking of how wet your dirty talk has made my shorts.”
Holden laughed softly. He pressed the pad of his thumb against the slit of Tyler’s cock and rubbed, dragging soaked cotton against his cockhead. “I’d like to suck you off right here in the yard.”
Tyler’s balls tightened. He puffed on the joint with his head starting to swirl. “Would you?”
“Yeah.”
Tyler’s cock almost reared over the waistband of his underwear. Holden hooked it back and touched his wet slit with his thumb, making Tyler catch his breath.
“Then I’d like you to get me on all fours there on the grass and fuck me until they hear me scream in Bluey’s bar.”
Tyler smiled. It had been a while since anyone had talked to him this way. Was the sex addict controlling his own fantasy? Did he care and was Tyler just a pawn? A willing cock? He cupped Holden’s face. “Come here.”
Their lips met and Tyler tasted beer, smoke and intense need. They kissed long and slow, their tongues touching, while Holden curled his fingers around Tyler’s dick and started to jack him slowly. Tyler shifted under his touch, his breath quickening. The joint smoldered away unheeded in his hand. The pain in his no-foot and half-leg had all but gone. Holden pulled back. He dropped to his knees and shuffled between Tyler’s thighs, pushing his legs apart. Tyler’s throat went dry. His body felt loose and inhibited. He wouldn’t be able to stop anything Holden wanted to do to him. Not that he wanted to. Tyler watched Holden open the button and zip on his shorts and free his dick from his underwear. He threaded his fingers through Holden’s hair as he went down on Tyler.
He groaned and took a suck on the joint. He’d never got head while getting stoned before. The sensation was new and exciting. When Holden drew back to look at him, Tyler held out the joint. Holden smiled. He took a drag, then they kissed again and shared the smoke. Tyler wrapped an arm around Holden’s neck and pulled him in close. Holden seemed taken back but he returned the hug and they stayed in the embrace for long seconds.
“I like the dirty talk,” Tyler said against his ear. “It turns me on. But don’t feel you have to do it because you think it’s what I want to hear. It’s not. Not all men are like the guys you’ve been with. I don’t need it. You turn me on plenty without it.”
Holden pulled away, shame written on every line of his face. “I’ve always done it,” he said, gaze averted.
“I guessed you had.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You don’t have to be sorry. I want you as you are. You’re hot as fuck.”
He saw Holden swallow, the movement of his Adam’s apple. “Do you mean that?”
“I mean it. Why would I not?” He put the joint to Holden’s lips for him to suck. “Finish your beer, then let’s take this inside. If the sheriff comes looking for you all upset over Finn, he doesn’t need to arrest us for public indecency.”
He saw Holden’s pupils dilate, but he also knew that Holden very much wanted to be banged right there on the lawn for anyone to catch them. The humiliation thing. Tyler wouldn’t take any part in humiliation. Holden kissed him again and once more it was slow and long, before it got harder and deeper and wetter.
Holden crawled to his feet with his knees cracking. Then he straddled Tyler on the step and Tyler held his ass, pulling him closer so they could continue to kiss. Holden’s mouth was something else. Tyler fumbled at Holden’s shorts so he could release his dick, then he had Holden’s erection in his hand and he encircled both their cocks in one palm, jerking them together. Holden hissed through his teeth, bucking against him. Tyler lifted his hips, tightening his hand. Holden groaned. “Stop, or I’m going to come all over you.”
“That’s fine,” Tyler said, mouthing his throat. “Come over me, I’ll come all over you, then maybe I’ll lick it off.”
“Oh God,” Holden moaned. “I want you.”
“I know. So come.”
