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Miles licked the outline of Beckett’s lips, then caught his lower lip between his teeth, and Beckett let out a low groan, his hands drifting to the curve of Miles’s ass.
“Let’s,” Beckett said between unsteady breaths, “take our clothes off.”
Miles straightened up. Straddling Beckett like he had on the bank of Tidal River, he pulled his shirt over his head. Beckett watched with molten eyes.
Miles wasted no time tugging the hem of Beckett’s shirt. Beckett pulled it off, then threw it in the corner of the tent in a show of uncharacteristic messiness. Miles leaned down and covered Beckett’s chest with kisses, then placed a hand on each of his pecs and squeezed.
“I love these,” he murmured.
“Yeah?”
“Mm. So muscly.” Miles’s thumbs swiped over Beckett’s nipples, which were hard, then he squeezed his pecs some more. They were firm, and they were so big. Every part of Beckett’s body was big. It drove Miles crazy with lust.
Beckett watched Miles fondle him with a lazy smile and massaged Miles’s ass, then moved his hands to the front and petted Miles’s erection through his pants. At the touch, Miles tipped his head back and let out a long breath, digging his fingers into Beckett’s chest.
“You can fuck them.” Beckett’s voice was husky.
A hot rush shot through Miles. “Your pecs?”
“Mm.”
Without wasting any time, Miles shoved his pants down enough for his completely hard cock to spring out and wiggled forward. Beckett reached over for the lube.
Miles grabbed Beckett’s wrist. “Wait. It’s going to get messy.”
“It’s going to get messy anyway.”
“I know you like to keep things clean.”
“It’s our last night here,” Beckett said, then flicked his eyes down. At some point Miles had unconsciously started rubbing his erection against Beckett’s bulge.
Well. Point taken.
Looking smug, Beckett dribbled lube onto his chest, then, with both hands on either side of Miles’s waist, encouraged him to move closer. Miles did, and his erection slid over slick skin between Beckett’s pecs, his breaths shortening as he thrust his hips forward. After a minute, he worried that Beckett would get bored, just lying there, but Beckett didn’t look bored. He watched Miles with half-lidded eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips as his hands massaged the sides of Miles’s thighs.
Though Beckett’s skin felt so good against him, and the sight was hot as fuck, Miles realized it wasn’t as easy to fuck Beckett’s pecs as he’d expected. The position was a little awkward, and it was difficult to maintain a rhythm. They met each other’s eyes and laughed at the same time.
“How ‘bout you fuck my mouth?” Beckett said.
Every time Beckett spoke filthy words like that, it made Miles’s shiver with surprise.
“Are you sure?” Miles asked. While he was fucking Beckett’s pecs, Beckett hadn’t received any simulation. It’d be the same if Beckett blew Miles. He didn’t want that. Both of them should feel good.
As if reading Miles’s mind, Beckett said, “I want it. Remember what I told you last night? I’d do anything to suck your cock. Please. Give it to me.”
Miles nodded quickly. God. He wanted Beckett to talk dirty to him for the rest of his life.
He shifted forward so he was straddling Beckett’s chest, feeling the remnants of lube under his thighs. Gently, he held his cock, the tip of which was an inch from Beckett’s lips.
“Are you comfortable?” Miles asked.
“Yeah.”
Despite Beckett’s answer, Miles grabbed his pajama shirt, which he’d discarded beside him, and folded it into a pillow. When he brought it close to Beckett’s head, he obediently lifted it and lay down on the make-shift pillow.
He looked at Miles’s cock, then dragged his eyes upwards to meet Miles. When he didn’t move, Beckett tilted his jaw upward, opened his mouth wide, and wrapped his lips around tip of the cock.
Miles moaned, almost falling forwards. Thankfully, he stopped himself in time and clutched Beckett’s shoulders, digging his fingers in.
