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“Fine. I’ll let you off the hook for that one. For now.” I brush his mouth again and his lips part, his breath washing warm over my thumb.
I lean closer, press his arm harder on the wall. My intention is to tell him it’s gonna be okay. That he has me, now, that I’ll look after him. We’re best buddies, thick as thieves.
What happens, though, is that I’m kissing him, my tongue slipping into his mouth, my lips desperately moving over his. Our bodies slam together, his hand comes up to my head, clutches the back of my neck, keeping our mouths fused.
Oh hell. He’s hard, hardening against my leg, and I shift without a second thought, aligning our cocks. They press together through our pants, and he groans in my mouth—or maybe I’m the one groaning. I can’t tell.
Not sure what’s happening, but it feels amazing. It feels right, to be kissing him, touching him, and the way he’s kissing me back, holding me close… frenzied, desperate, a little rough. Fuck, yeah. It makes my dick throb and my balls twitch.
I only wish Candy were here, but then he bites on my lower lip, and my brain short-circuits. I can practically feel the blood rushing to my dick, feel it swell, pressing so painfully against my zipper I gasp and release his arm to reach down and adjust myself before permanent damage is caused.
His hand follows mine, cups my dick through my pants. He squeezes and I buck into his palm, not caring about anything but some friction to ease the pressure.
His tongue battles with mine and we pant, lips on lips, biting and breathing each other’s oxygen, hard, open-mouthed kisses that turn my blood to molten lava.
I push his hand away from my crotch to place it on his. His hard-on is a steel rod in his jeans, and we palm it, my hand on top of his. I drag his hand up and down his dick, feeling him shudder, feeling his dick harden more.
He wrenches his mouth from mine to moan, his head falling back. I suck on his neck, on his salty skin, stroking him harder, faster.
His legs tremble, spread wider, his eyes fall shut as a hissing breath escapes him. “Yes.”
His cock jerks under our hands, and it sends shock waves right into my dick. He clamps a hand on my shoulder, his hips rocking, wetness seeping through his pants.
Holy shit. I raise my head to watch him as he comes, and I bite back a moan at the blissed-out expression on his face.
After the last tremor fades, he sighs. Slowly his lashes lift and he gazes at me, his eyes hazy, pupils blown. “Damn, I wanna suck you off.”
I blink, my mind not processing. I open my mouth to reply, but find nothing to say.
Fuck no.
Hell yeah.
Christ, what am I doing?
By then, he’s the one pushing me back, until I hit the counter, and he puts his hands on my zipper. “Don’t you think Candy would like to watch this?” he whispers darkly. “Wouldn’t it turn her on?”
A choked-back moan is the best I can do in way of reply as he pulls down the zipper and shoves down my pants and briefs.
My cock springs free, slapping my stomach, and I moan.
I grip the edge of the counter so tightly it presses painfully into my palms, but I barely feel it. “I’m not… Jet.”
His hand strokes over my cock. His gaze is locked on it. “What do you have to lose? All that can happen is that you won’t like it.”
That’s not what I’m afraid of. I’m afraid I’ll like it too much.
“Tell me what you want, J,” he whispers.
But still I can’t speak.
“Guys do this all the time. It’s called experimenting.” His strong hand kneads my erection until I think I’ll go crazy. “You ever had a guy suck you? It’ll blow your mind.”
I manage to let go of the counter in order to grab his face and yank him to me. I kiss him hard, drowning in his taste.
Next thing I know he’s down on his knees, and wet heat surrounds my dick. Heat. Pressure. The rasp of a rough tongue. Gasping I look down at his dark head as he swallows me all the way, his hands sliding up my thighs, gripping hard enough to leave bruises.
And I like it. Shit, it’s turning me on so much I’m groaning and rocking into his mouth like a manwhore. I can’t stop. Couldn’t if I tried.
