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Hot flames of pleasure lick at my nerves and I know I’m close. Carter can clearly sense it too. His fingers wrap around my cock, quick firm strokes that leave me gasping for air. The head of my cock is still in his mouth and his tongue is twirling circles around the head. I feel the pleasure coursing through my veins reaching its peak.
“Carter. I’m going to cum. Fuck,” I say between clenched teeth.
My cock twitches in Carter’s hand and my hips jerk up.
“Fuck!” I shout.
I feel my cock spasm as the first long jets of cum shoot from my cock. My creamy seed fills Carter’s mouth, running from the corners of his lips before he pulls his mouth off of my cock, swallowing it down just as another jet of my seed arcs from my cock and splashes across his chin and chest. Carter strokes my cock faster, forgetting about his own cock for the moment as my cock paints his face and chest with another load.
“Fuck,” I say, sinking back into the couch as Carter drags his fingers through the mess on his chest and brings those sticky fingers to his lips, sucking them clean. I reach for Carter and pull him onto the couch beside me.
I take his hand, bringing those long thick fingers to my lips. They’re sticky with my cum and Carter’s saliva. Looking into Carter’s eyes, I very slowly wrap my tongue around each one, sucking it between my lips. Tasting myself on Carter’s skin. It’s incredibly arousing and I can already feel my cock starting to twitch with renewed arousal. I grab Carter’s chin and pull his face closer to mine.
“Do you know how hot you look with your face covered in my seed?” I say, leaning in to lick along his jawline, tasting the cum that’s dripping from his chin.
“About as hot as you’re going to look with my cock in your ass Derek,” he replies.
A fresh wave of arousal shoots through me. I press my lips against Carter’s and his tongue eagerly finds it way into my mouth, collecting the cum I’ve licked from his face, the taste of me mingling with the taste of him. It’s fucking hotter than hell. I can feel Carter’s still hard cock pressing against my leg as I pull him closer, his tongue going deeper into my mouth, like he wants every drop of me. Well I want every bit of Carter too.
Carter’s cock is still hard and I reach down between us curling my fingers round his diamond-hard cock, and stroking the length of it. Carter throws his head back and closes his eyes, thrusting his hips up into my hand. Fuck yes. I want this; I want to take Carter apart to see him lose control because of me, because of what I’d doing to him.
I have Carter’s pleasure quite literally in the palm of my hand. Carter’s cock is leaking precum and I swipe my finger through the liquid dripping from the head of his cock and smear it down the length of his shaft.
“You like the way my hand feels around you don’t you Carter?”
“Fuck yes,” he says, his hips thrusting up again, and fucking my fist.
“Yeah,” I say, encouraging him, my voice rough with desire. “Just like that.”
I’m timing my strokes to match the pace of his hips. I’m looking directly into Carter’s eyes, watching them darken with pleasure, listening as breath hitches in his chest and his muscles tense up. I know I’m the only man who is ever going to see Carter like this completely lost to pleasure. Watching him lose it just for me cumming in long thick ropes that cover my hand and his chest, our cum mingling together on his body. Carter sprawled out on the couch in his office covered in both of our jizz, is probably one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.
I bring my cum-covered hand to my mouth and lick.
“I hope you can handle another round,” I say
“Oh Derek, when your ass is on the table I’m always up for another round,” Carter says getting up and strolling across the office to his desk. I’d be lying if I said I don’t take the opportunity to admire the play of muscles beneath his skin as he moves across the room. Carter’s a damned near a perfect specimen of male anatomy. His body is beautiful, and almost as beautiful as mine.
He comes back with a small bottle of lube in his hand. It’s nice to know that I’m not the only one who occasionally gets the urge to mix business with pleasure.
“You have anything else interesting in that desk, Carter?”
Carter gives a smirk that even I think is filthy.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
He says this, kneeling between my muscular thighs, and tossing the lube onto the couch beside me. I wonder idly if he fucked Eliza here. The thought of him bending her over this couch or maybe fucking her over his desk has me rock hard again in an instant. There’s something about the two of them—Carter and Eliza—something more than physical, about the way they get to me.
