Rutledge kissed him again, and everything went dizzy, hot, and overwhelming.
Some unidentifiable time later, Shawn opened his eyes again and found himself lying in bed. Naked. And Rutledge was licking his nipple.
“We aren’t having sex,” Shawn said.
“Of course we aren’t,” Rutledge agreed. He was naked, too.
Shawn’s dazed gaze skimmed over his broad shoulders, densely muscled chest, and taut stomach, before lingering on his hard red cock. He felt his mouth water.
“No, seriously,” Shawn tried again but bit his lipwhen Rutledge wrapped a hand around his erection. God. “We aren’t having sex.”
Rutledge stroked Shawn’s cock a few times before letting go and spreading Shawn’s thighs.
Shawn tensed.
Rutledge stroked his inner thighs, his hands strong, and big, and so good—
“Don’t even think about it,” Shawn managed.
“Just lie back and enjoy, Wyatt.”
Shawn laughed. “Right. Like I don’t know what you really want. You want to stick your dick in me.”
Rutledge’s eyes seemed black as they met his. “I do want to ‘stick my dick’ in you. Before the night is over, you’ll want me to stick my dick in you, too.”
Shawn snorted, looking at Rutledge’s thick cock. “There’s no way in hell I’ll let that thing anywhere near my ass.”
“We’ll see.” Rutledge’s finger pressed firmly against the spot behind Shawn’s balls, making Shawn gasp. “I think you will. And you’ll look good on my cock.”
Shawn flushed. “Fuck you. You’re such an asshole. Bossy and—”
“Stop pretending you don’t like it.” Rutledge’s big hands stroked Shawn’s thighs again. “You like having someone in charge of you. You like to not have to be responsible for once and just let go.”
Shawn opened his mouth to protest but he couldn’t deny it. His dick seemed to like Rutledge’s bossiness a whole lot. “It doesn’t mean I want your dick in my ass. I’m not even sure how that’s supposed to feel good.There’s no way it’ll fit.”
“It’ll fit, don’t worry.” Rutledge’s eyes looked dazed with lust as they roamed over Shawn’s naked body. “I must fuck you. The sooner, the better.”
Shawn licked his lips. “I don’t think—”
“Turn onto your stomach,” Rutledge said.
“I—”
“Turn onto your stomach,” Rutledge said again, in the tone of voice he used in classroom.
Shawn’s cock twitched. He rolled over, closed his eyes, and told himself he could stop Rutledge any moment if things got too weird. He would.
Hands kneaded and stroked his ass before something wet and soft touched his buttock.
Shawn tensed. “Wait—”
“Relax, you’ll like it. All straight boys like it.” Rutledge chuckled darkly. “Don’t worry, it won’t make you gay.”
Shawn found himself blushing. “Um, I had a shower, and I’m clean, but—”
“You have a beautiful ass.” Rutledge bit his buttock. “I’ve wanted to do this to you for ages.”
Rutledge’s lips closed down around his hole andsucked,and Shawn’s brain gave up the battle. Rutledge’s tongue pressed forward, tracing around his hole before giving it a long lick, and Shawn moaned, his thighs spreading wider of their own volition. Christ, nothing should feel this good.
