Page 56 of Indian Lace


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He could tell Ashok was as eager as he was. He glanced over to see a strained look on his face, the heel of his hand pressing into his groin as if trying to suppress his hard-on. God, Hayden wanted to taste him, and his own cock hardened in his trousers, pressing painfully against his zip.

They arrived home, and Hayden jumped out of the car, walking hastily to the front door. The dam key needed a good jiggle today, and he cursed.

“Stupid fucking door.” He stood back, taking a steadying breath.

“Here, let me.” Ashok moved him out of the way and swiftly opened the door, stepping into the house before him.

“You just need to have some patience,” he said, turning to him with a smile and closing the door behind him.

“I’m done with patience, Ash. I’m done waiting.”

They met in a tangle of arms, each of them trying to undress the other until they stood in just their underwear, breathing heavily. Ashok looked as randy as he did.

Seeing Ashok wearing just a black lace jockstrap, he almost came there and then. He struggled to contain himself, not wishing to rush and worry Ashok. As much as they’d done things in the past, he felt tonight was different.

Tonight would be a turning point in their relationship; they both knew it, and while he yearned to take him there and then, he reminded himself of his earlier words to Ashok—baby steps. They needed to take it slowly, savour the moment.

He stepped towards him, stroking his face with the back of his hand before trailing it down his arm, watching the hairs stand up. Ashok shuddered involuntarily and closed his eyes, a soft breath leaving him.

Hayden did the same with his other hand, then running them both up and down his arms.

“Kiss me,” Ashok said. “I want you to kiss me.”

Hayden placed his lips to Ashok’s, whimpering as he opened up. Their tongues met, the taste of peppermint on his breath. Ashok ran his fingers through his hair, and he was glad he’d let it grow that little bit longer. He released it, letting it fall in soft waves around his shoulders. It’d grown since he’d arrived, and he loved it even more.

They broke the kiss, and Hayden moved Ashok’s hair to one side, revealing his elegant neck. He kissed from his earlobe down, placing tender kisses along his collarbone. He was so close he could feel the hardness of Ashok’s cock next to his.

“Let’s go upstairs. I want to explore every part of you.” Hayden wanted to caress him, map every blemish, kiss the very scars that made him who he was, love him until it was all they could feel.

They stopped at the threshold of Hayden’s room, and he pushed open the door, leading Ashok in by the hand and over to the bed.

“I thought we’d never be back here together, Ash. I can’t tell you what this means to me.”

“I know, but let’s not wait any longer. I want you, Hayden.”

They kissed again, this time with more passion. Ashok nipped and sucked on his lips, and his dick throbbed. Lips still attached, he slid his briefs down his legs and kicked them off to the side. His cock leaked, and he pulled on it slowly before rubbing it against Ashok’s jockstrap.

“Oh, yes. That feels so good.” Ashok dropped his chin to his chest, panting. “Don’t stop.”

“I don’t intend to, not until you’re screaming at me to stop. I’m not holding back tonight. I’m going to suck you, lick you and maybe even fuck you.”

Ashok stiffened at his words, and he wondered for a moment if he’d taken it too far.

“I want that too,” Ashok whispered in his ear. “I want to feel you inside me, all of you.”

“Then let me look after you, take care of you,” he murmured and felt Ashok’s subtle nod.

They lay on the bed, Ashok on his back, Hayden to his side.

“These scars,” Hayden said, stroking a particular raised one on his upper arm. “I know you said before not to look, but how can I not when they’re part of you? These scars have made you who you are today, a beautiful person, inside and out.” He kissed the ones on his chest and wondered, not for the first time, how he’d managed to stay the grounded person that he was.

“Hayden, please,” Ashok begged, arching into his touch.

“I’m getting there.” He continued to stroke his body, watching as his cock grew more. He teased his body, circling his nipples, watching as they hardened. “You like that?”

A breathy moan was all he heard, and he carried on, pinching and licking them. He wanted to make this so good for Ashok. He wouldn’t fuck him, not tonight. No matter how much he thought he was ready for it, he really wasn’t. He’d need time to grow accustomed to arse play, and Hayden was more than willing to introduce him to the delights of rimming and fingering.

Hayden moved slowly down his body, marvelling at just how sensitive Ash was, how each new touch brought a fresh groan of pleasure. He preened as he did, knowing he was the one to introduce him to each new sensation. As much as he wanted to prolong this, he wasn’t sure he could last the night himself.

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