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Dropping the lube onto the bed, he wrapped his arms around Baer’s neck, feeling the soft strands of his longish, red hair against the sensitive skin of his wrists. Baer’s tongue slid deep into his mouth again, and Wiley opened wide for him. The thick stubble around Baer’s mouth scraped at his smooth-shaven jaw and Wiley pulled off to nuzzle into it.
“You’re so fucking sweet,” Baer uttered, his voice like gravel.
Wiley sucked the lobe of Baer’s ear into his mouth.
“Fuck, yeah.” Baer shuddered and tightened his fingers. “So sweet. So hot.” When Baer let go, Wiley whimpered. Honest-to-God whimpered. But Baer was moving down his body, kissing and licking. He took one hard nipple into his mouth and sucked. Wiley cried out and lifted his hips off the bed. Baer wasn’t done.
He kept going until he faced Wiley’s cock. “It’s like this nice surprise, just for me.” He ducked and took one of Wiley’s balls into his mouth.
“Fuck!” Wiley writhed on the bed. There was nothing better than having a man pay attention to his balls. Baer got them both nice and wet before burying his nose behind them and taking a deep breath.
“Smell so good here.”
Again, that low voice sent shivers through Wiley. Then Baer took his cock into his mouth, and stars exploded in front of Wiley’s eyes. Baer didn’t use a lot of suction at first, just got his dick nice and slick, opening his throat up so Wiley could feel that tight cavern around the head. He closed his lips tighter and sucked, and Wiley was pretty damn sure he’d never felt anything like it in his life.
He’d been blown in the past, but Baer took his time and seemed to be getting off on the feel of Wiley in his mouth. So fucking hot.
Warm lips slid up and down his shaft as Baer flooded his mouth with saliva and swirled it around and around. Wiley wasn’t shaking anymore. He was still. Oh, so fucking still. His everything focused on the sensation of Baer making love to his dick. He ran his tongue around the head, then sucked him deep, closing his throat around Wiley.
Wiley’s balls drew up, but he didn’t want to come yet. Still, he couldn’t open his mouth to stop Baer—it felt too damn good. Baer tugged on his sac, and that staved off the orgasm hovering.
“You’re close,” he whispered, kissing the head of Wiley’s erection before pulling off and coming back over Wiley.
Wiley could only stare at him, completely dazed as lust flushed every part of him hot.
“I’m going to fuck you now.”
Baer’s low murmured words shattered his breathing. He spread his legs as Baer picked up the lube and coated his fingers. Wiley loved bottoming, and he tried to relax because everything was clenched in anticipation. Thick fingers circled his pucker before one pressed inside him. Baer sent that finger deep, then began fucking him with it.
“Is it good?”
“So good,” Wiley agreed breathlessly. He couldn’t stop himself from touching Baer, from running his hands over the thick muscles of his chest and stomach. Soft hair crinkled under his palms and he scratched his nails over Baer’s nipples. The man watched him with a hooded gaze, his lust evident in his open mouth as he matched Wiley’s panting.
When he added another finger, Wiley moaned and brought his legs up.
“Shit,” Baer gritted out as he moved his fingers inside Wiley’s body. “You’re killing me.”
“Inside me. I need you.”
Baer pulled out his fingers and reached for the lube. He coated himself. Wiley wanted to feel him from the back, so he turned over and shoved his ass into the air.
The groan behind him made him smile, but his smile didn’t last long because strong, big hands grasped his hips and tugged him close. The head of Baer’s cock met his hole and Wiley held his breath as Baer pushed inside him. The man didn’t stop until he was fully inside.
“Fuck yeah,” Baer groaned. “Fuck, you feel good. Tight.”
Baer scraped over Wiley’s prostate and he quaked, clenching around on Baer’s dick, causing the man to shout. He did it again, then began moving his hips, that delicious slide over his prostate causing his vision to blacken at the edges. Baer began snapping his hips, the slap of skin loud despite their loud breaths. Wiley held on to the sheets with tight fists and thrust his hips back to meet him.
He released a strangled sound from his throat and buried his face in the bedding because he knew he couldn’t stop the noises. But he didn’t care if the others heard him—they’d ceased to exist. Nothing existed but Baer’s hot cock in his ass, his heavy hands on his hips, and the sounds of the man losing his mind inside Wiley’s body.
Again, Wiley’s balls drew up and he reached down to stroke himself as he felt his orgasm building. Half afraid he’d pass out but too excited to stop, he worked his cock hard and fast, his breaths stuttering in his chest.
