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Cayson
They’d finished bathing quickly and were in Quick’s large bed underneath his blankets, warming each other with light touches and hot, panting breaths along their damp skin. It was a chilly night and Quick’s bedroom was large, and a little drafty. If it weren’t for Quick’s huge body, which he was quickly realizing doubled as a furnace; he’d be curled up, cold and uncomfortable.
Cayson knew what was coming, knew what he was getting ready to do, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t over the fucking moon about it. Being able to top a man like Roman Webb. Holy shit. Cayson took a deep breath and pushed at Quick’s shoulder until he was lying flat on his back. He could feel the erratic rise and fall of the big man’s chest. Knowing he had to get him to relax, Cayson aligned his body with Quick’s as well as he could with their height difference, and started a slow grind.
Quick pressed his head back into his pillow, moaning how much he was enjoying what Cayson was doing to him. With his long throat exposed, Cayson leaned in and sucked passionately at all the enticing stubble along Quick’s jaw. He thought he’d loose his mind when Quick spread his large thighs wide and allowed Cayson to nestle in between, encouraging him to keep moving his hips. It simulated fucking, and Cayson clenched his teeth in concentration, careful not to rut until he came like a teenage boy. “Fuck, Rome. I know I’m gonna blow as soon as I’m inside you.” Cayson thrust again, the head of his cock nudging against Quick’s tight star. Fuuuuck.
Quick leaned over, his long arm reaching blindly for his nightstand. Cayson got the hint and opened the drawer, wishing for a second he’d find a huge dildo in Quick’s drawer too, but unfortunately, he only saw a few envelopes, some miscellaneous tools or whatever, an unopened economy size box of condoms and at least five different tubes of slick. Nice, he’s prepared. Cayson smiled shyly and pulled out the large box. When he looked at Quick, he simply winked back at him. Leaving the condoms for a minute, he opened one of the lubes and let some drizzle down his fingers.
He leaned back on his knees and coaxed Quick’s legs wider. They’d left the lights off in the bedroom, the bathroom light providing plenty enough for Cayson to see the dark smattering of hair nestled alluringly between those plump ass cheeks. It was so tempting to bury his face right there and lick and taste Quick until he could truly say he knew the man personally. Instead, he rubbed his finger around the taut skin and sank his mouth over the head of Quick’s cock, pulling a deep, delicious moan from him.
“Oh, god, yes. Damn, Cays.”
Cayson sucked in more of Quick’s length, slurping and making the most obscene noises to rival any porno.
“Fuck, that’s perfect.”
He hadn’t seen perfect. Cayson didn’t have firsthand experience on how to fuck, but he did know how to study the hell out of something. He’d read every damn thing he could on gay sex, especially in his early twenties. Those who couldn’t do it… read and fantasized about it. He was feeling as confident as he would if he were taking his medical boards. He’d make this awesome for Quick, because he knew now what made it awesome for him. Patience.
Cayson slowly dragged his mouth all the way up Quick’s shaft and kissed the tip of that fleshy meat, only to dive back down again. He tasted so rich and fulfilling. When he felt Quick’s hips buck up into his touch, he knew that was the time to add something. Quick’s body had to be screaming and demanding more, because that’s exactly what his own body was doing. He noticed Quick was up on one elbow, his long, wet hair laying across his pillow as he watched with fascination. It was a sight right out of his wildest dreams. A huge, tattooed Adonis was staring down at him, waiting to be taken. Cayson kept his eyes on Quick’s dark green orbs and swallowed him to the root while pushing his index finger in to the first knuckle. He was glad he didn’t miss the look of blissful surprise cross that handsome face. Sucking harder, faster, Cayson turned his hand palm up and pushed in deeper, angling upwards.
“Ah! Fuck!” Quick bucked hard, throwing his head back and cursing, but Cayson didn’t let up off his prostate for a second. A huge burst of precome landed on Cayson’s tongue, and his own cock surged with need, leaking on Quick’s dark brown sheets. He ignored his throbbing dick and lapped at Quick’s balls, rolling them around on his tongue, slicking down the short hairs with his spit. Glancing back up, he saw Quick nodding his head at something, Cayson hoped it was what he was doing. He pushed in a second finger, pausing momentarily at Quick’s hiss, then moving deeper and deeper into that hot confinement.
