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But what did it matter, as long as James was satisfied with his equipment? James had certainly been very happy licking it just a moment ago.
Internal crisis averted. Time to focus on what was important: James’s delicious body, all laid out for him like a feast.
Elio let his gaze travel up lanky thighs, that thick, proud cock, and up to the delicate bones of James’s shoulders. Yes, getting him naked had definitely been the right choice.
Only now James looked a little unsure. “Is this alright?” he asked.
As if he had anything to be worried about.
“You’re exquisite,” Elio told him, kissing his way up all the places he’d been wanting to taste. “I’ve been waiting to touch you all day.” By the time he reached James’s mouth, they were both moaning, and Elio was kneeling over him.
He took James’s two hands in his own and guided them over his head. “You stay right there, Daddy.”
James whimpered, but he didn’t try to move them.
“I’ve got something else for you. This is called frotting.” Elio reached down and lined up their dicks. His own length wasn’t even the width of his palm, but he pressed the heads together, notching his own against James’s frenulum. Goddam, did he love feeling that hot, silky skin against his own.
As soon as their cocks met, James jerked up, arms flying and mouth parted in a helpless moan. His hips thrust up, adding another layer of pleasure. If he kept squirming like this, Elio wasn’t going to be able to hold off much longer.
But he was still in charge. “Unh-uh, Daddy,” Elio chided. “Hands above your head.”
“Elio…” James begged. “That’s…” He returned his arms to their position, looking distraught. “Can I come?”
God, fucking perfect. Especially for a guy who hadn’t even known he was kinky yesterday. And who’d gotten so hard giving a blowjob that he was struggling for control at the first touch.
“You can come when I’m done jerking off on your cock.”
James’s eyes rolled back at the dirty promise, his whole body surging again. But he didn’t move his hands.
Time for a reward.
Elio kept his thumb wrapped around his own length, pressure on the sensitive head where he liked it most. Then he worked himself, in small perfect thrusts, against the smooth glide of James’s foreskin.
James clenched his hands together over his head, fingers going white. “Elio, please…”
Elio kissed him hard. Fuck, he just couldn’t get enough of James’s begging, or the way that thick cock throbbed in his hold.
“I’m gonna use you to get off, Daddy. Use your cock as my personal fuck toy.”
James moaned. He was eating this up.
Elio wasn’t going to last much longer either. He adjusted his grip, forcing both their heads through the tight hole of his fist.
James was shaking, thrusting mindlessly up against him. Elio’s own hoarse groans filled the air.
He captured James’s mouth again, hips thrusting as ecstasy raced over him, and then he was tumbling over the edge.
Fuck, fuuuuuuck… He thrust a few more times, chasing rapture as he came, and then stroking a few more times just for the glory of James writhing underneath him, the soft desperation of James’s mouth.
“Come now, Daddy,” he murmured.
That was all it took, and then James was shooting across their chests. His arms came up to grip Elio’s back, and Elio couldn’t even tell him to stop.
Their lips merged together, James’s greedy tongue making even breathing unnecessary. James’s hands were everywhere, grasping at every bit of Elio’s back that he could reach. Like even after coming, he couldn’t get enough.
Beautiful, beautiful man.
Their breathing finally slowed, and with it, their kisses grew soft and languorous.
