Page 95 of The Taste


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"Clean me up," Nix finally said, softer now. Like how he'd speak to a lover. A whisper. A plea.

"Nixy, what do you say?" Ash said, bringing his head in alignment with Nix, dropping to his knees in front of him. Nix didn't hesitate to respond.

“Ash baby, fucking clean me, please?” Nix shamelessly begged now.

And Ash didn't need telling twice. He crawled forward on his knees, bent his face down, and coming between Nix’s knees, without hesitation, licked up some of the trail of ice cream from Nix's pectoral.

Ash looked up at Nix, put his tongue back in his mouth to clean his palette, then put his tongue back on Nix's tight white T-shirt, licking the ice cream trail on his ribs. Then again moving lower. Until he was at Nix's groin. They both looked at each other. Really stared.

Just seeing each other, no one else and nothing else mattered. Then Nix reclined back, spreading one leg out in front of him, cocking the other back. He put both hands on his face and sighed, tilting his head back to the heavens. It could have looked like he was praying. Instead Ash nuzzled down into the tent in his jeans.

"Fuck, alright, Ash," Nix conceded. “You win, okay, I want you. I still want you. I can’t go on not having you-”

It was obviously the breaking of the dam that Ash had been waiting for. Ash made a sound of desire in his throat and opened his mouth wide, biting the head of Nix's hard cock through the jeans.

Carmelo felt that.

"Only I want to share. Ash, I want to share a woman with you, it's not that you aren’t enough, you are, I just physically need a pussy, you know…" Nix was slurring now.

"And I want to watch you Nixy, I want to watch you come deep inside, and you are going to watch me too. I get it, we’ll come to an arrangement, we’ll find a girl who will take us both, we’ll make a deal…" Ash garbled around denim clad, hard cock.

Carmelo cleared his throat.

Colt spun around.

“Sergeant.” Colt nodded his head and pulled him in for a chest bump hug, about to part ways.

Carmelo took his hand and bumped his shoulder to greet him, but then pulled away, the agitation within him getting the better of him. “Colt, we’ve got a situation-”

“Yeah, damn right we do, great celebration, eh?”

“Yeah, really great, but-”

“Did you like the ceremony? We lugged all those flowers down there earlier today-”

“It looked really special. Colt-”

Rafe sauntered in from nowhere just then, slapping Carmelo on the back.

“Pig, I barely recognized you without your fucking pretty boy uniform.” Rafe swaggered into their group after getting himself an ice cream, leaned in and flicked the collar of Carmelo’s white shirt.

Carmelo blew a breath out.“Rafe, hey, I was just-”

“You won’t be partying tonight with us without that uniform, man, the girls only like it when you are wearing the uniform, it’s code, see, for when you want a good time-”

“I know, I wasn’t here for sex, I came for the ceremony, and also I need to tell Colt-”

“Well go on then!” Colt raised his voice, but had mirth dancing in his eyes.

Carmelo felt like a dick for ruining the night. “It’s Lyle.”

Colt’s face fell. “Fuck.”

“He’s been arrested.”

“Shit. He’s been gone almost a week, I was just going to leave him to blow off some steam then try to find him-”

“Relapsed bad, apparently, been on a bender for a couple of days, got behind the wheel, wrecked his ride, assaulted a police officer-”

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