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He’s laughing far too hard at my expense as he turns his music on loudly—not too loudly to where his parents would be suspicious, but as loud as he normally does. He saunters back over to me, and I can see the prominent bulge in his jeans.

My mouth waters, wanting a taste, but I’m determined to go at his pace. I can’t lose him. I won’t rush him.

But he doesn’t seem concerned at all as he grips the back of my neck and pulls my lips to his again. “You’re so damn hot,” he gasps as his hands slide back under my shirt and over the muscles on my back.

“So are you. I think you broke my brain. I can’t think when you’re around me.”

He grins, and I can feel it against my mouth. “What do you want, Zachary?”

Oh, holy fuck.The way he says my name and this desperate breath I decide I’m not going to need much of. “I want everything. I want to kiss you so much more. Forever, really.” Zach, shut up. But of course I can’t. “I want your hands on me. I want to touch you everywhere. I want to lick you everywhere. God, I want to taste you so badly. I want to play with your cock with my hands and my mouth. I want you inside me.”

He lets out a low, deep moan, and I finally shut up. “Oh, yeah. All of that.”

I shudder against him. “Now?”

He chuckles, and it feels warm, like the most at home I’ve ever felt in my life. He’s not making fun of me or annoyed at my stammering. He sounds amused more than anything. And there’s raw affection there. “I don’t think we have time for all of that, unfortunately.”

I frown, and he kisses it away.

“Soon. All of it.”

I nod far too eagerly and kiss his lips hard as my fingers slide through his hair. His hand moves back inside my briefs, and I can’t resist touching him now. My hands coast down his arms, touching every muscle as he slowly slides his hand over my hard shaft. His big hand twists slightly when he reaches the tip, and his palm glides over the wetness pooling at the slit.

“Wow. You’re really hard for me.”

“You’re really fucking hot,” I say shamelessly. My hands slide over the cotton of his t-shirt and the firm muscles of his chest and stomach as my hips thrust into his hot hand.

He takes time to push my briefs and my jeans down, and they pool at my feet. His gaze moves between us, and I find myself holding my breath. What if he’s fine with kissing and even touching, but what if...

“Wow,” he breathes, and it sounds so genuine and full of awe, it stops my train of thought.

“Like what you see?” I ask, forcing some arrogance.

He soars forward enough to kiss my lips hard and then pulls back just enough that our noses are still touching. “How about you push my pants down too and find out for yourself just how damn much I like what I see.”

Another full body shudder racks through my body and with trembling hands, I look down between us and undo his jeans. I push them down with his briefs, and his cock slaps against his lower abs. He’s hard and ready for me, leaking at the tip of his impressive as hell, rock-hard dick.

I swallow hard, just staring. “Zach?”

I finally pull my eyes off his dick and look at him. “Yeah?”

“Does that answer your question?”

I nod slowly, my hand moving to his cock as I wrap my fingers around him. He’s slightly thicker than me, but I’m a bit longer. Still, we’re almost evenly matched, and the prominent vein running over his has me mesmerized as I drag my thumb over it.

I feel him shudder and let out a shaky breath. “So good.”

I nod my head and lean in for another kiss. “Please tell me you have lube.”

He freezes and then turns his head toward his bed. “Uh. I have lotion I sometimes use to...”

I laugh softly. His cheeks are bright red, and it’s just so damn cute. “Get it.”

He releases me, and I reluctantly let go of him also as he shuffles toward the bed with his pants still around his ankles. He grabs the lotion and squirts some in his hand. He hands it to me, and I do the same before tossing it to his bed and use my other hand to grasp the back of his neck, pulling him back to me. We waste no more time now, both of us wrapping our slicked-up hands around each other’s cocks.

I moan loudly into his mouth, and he swallows it down. We tug and jerk, our hips thrusting forward as we kiss hard. And when I cry out, my cum falling over his hand, that’s when he lets go.

I pull back just in time to see his flushed cheeks, parted lips, and his closed eyes. The blissed-out sounds coming from him as he spills over my hand. God, he’s even more beautiful when he comes.

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