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“But I haven’t licked the best part yet,” Finley said, eyeing Kieran’s erection. Precum glistened on the head of his cock, making Finley’s mouth water. “I’ve fantasized about wrapping my lips around this since you dropped your shorts the first day we met.”
Kieran threaded his fingers into Finley’s hair and guided his mouth toward his dick. “Show me.”
Taking a page from Kieran’s book, Finley bypassed the expected. He didn’t lick or suck the broad head or take it down his throat. Finley nuzzled his nose in Kieran’s thatch of dark pubic hair, discovered another erogenous zone on the inside of his thighs, and sucked Kieran’s balls until he yanked Finley’s hair and begged for release. Placing his tongue at the base of Kieran’s cock, Finley licked a path toward the head, never tearing his gaze away from Kieran’s obsidian eyes.
“Don’t tease, baby. Suck me.Slowly.”
Finley swirled his tongue around the slick crown and wiggled the tip inside the leaking slit. Kieran growled and fisted the bed sheets. If he wanted slow, Finley would give it to him. He located that sweet spot on the underside of his cockhead and swirled his tongue against it until Kieran squirmed. With a dark chuckle of his own, Finley wrapped his lips around Kieran’s dick and eased down his shaft. When it got to be too much, he breathed deeply through his nose and sucked his dick down farther until—
Kieran thrashed his head. “I’m going to come.”
Finley eased off and restarted his oral seduction all over again. Kieran settled his breathing when Finley nuzzled his fur and kissed his thighs but was back to panting by the first swipe of tongue against his taut sac.
“Any slower and I’m going to die,” Kieran begged after the fourth round of oral edging.
Finley had never gotten so turned on just by giving someone else pleasure. The barest friction against his cock would set him off, and he refused to come until after Kieran did.
Finley retrieved a condom from his wallet, then realized the only lube they had on hand was the Monkey Grease hismotherhad made. The urge to close the drawer and bury his face in the mattress was strong.
A firm hand fisted his cock and pumped. “Don’t overthink the lube’s origin right now. Let’s test it out on my ass.”
Finley tossed the condom onto the bed and squeezed the lube onto his fingers. “It’s a little thin for anal sex.”
Kieran parted his thighs, exposing his pucker, and said, “Good. Come here.”
Positioning himself between Kieran’s legs, Finley rubbed the oil against his entrance. It was slick and silky, allowing Finley’s first finger to glide right in. Kieran groaned and pulled his legs toward his chest. “More.”
Finley knew it had been almost two years since he’d bottomed, so he ignored Kieran’s demand, taking his time to tease and tantalize with one digit and waiting until Kieran’s hips moved on their own before adding a second. Finley crooked his fingers and rubbed them against Kieran’s prostate, earning a strangled gasp. Kieran’s cock jerked like a phantom lover was caressing it, signaling he was close. Easing his fingers free, Finley ripped the condom wrapper open and suited up. He slicked more lube along his erection before lining his cockhead up with Kieran’s entrance and pushing in to the hilt.
His channel was so tight and hot that Finley had to stop or risk coming already. Kieran held his gaze, an impish gleam shining in his eyes as he reached down and stroked his dick.
“Right there with you,” he said. “We’ll go slow next time.”
Next time.Finley loved the sound of that and quit fighting the inevitable. He gripped Kieran’s strong thighs and fucked him until dots danced before his eyes. Kieran pumped his hand faster, crying out when he came all over his chest and abdomen. The vise around Finley’s cock tightened, milking his orgasm from him with enough force to render him mute. His breath snagged in his chest, and not even a squeak escaped his lips. He fell forward, nearly forgetting to put his hands down to brace his fall. Kieran chuckled and pulled him down the rest of the way. Finley took his first breath when Kieran wrapped his arms around him and held Finley against his chest. He didn’t care that Kieran’s spunk would likely seal them together like glue. He eased up enough to pull his oversensitive dick from Kieran’s ass, then returned to rest his full weight against Kieran’s solid chest. Lips pressed against his temple and his hair.
“How soon?” Finley asked, his voice gruff and unrecognizable.
Kieran’s chest rumbled under him. “I’ve regressed to a horny teenager since arriving at the ranch, so I should be good to go before your sweat dries.”
Finley chuckled and pushed up to support his weight on one forearm. He reached for the lube and lifted it into the air. “I can see you’ve been busy.”
“What can I say? I went nearly two years without so much as jerking off, then landed on a ranch where my walking wet dream also lived.”
Maybe he should’ve thought the wet dream comment was crude, but Finley wanted to preen instead. It kept him from thinking about the other thing Kieran had said was in the bag until the handsome devil grinned like a loon. Groaning, Finley dropped his head on Kieran’s chest. “Okay, tell me what the note said.”
“Nothing bad,” Kieran replied. “I buried it in the drawer. I couldn’t bring myself to throw it away.”
Finley jerked into a sitting position and rifled through the nightstand’s contents until he found the scrap of paper under Kieran’s sketchpad.
My son,
Different cures for different aches.
Love,
Mom
Finley set the note down. “Could’ve been worse.”
