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Grabbing his lover’s sweaty hair, he stuck his thumb in Avery’s mouth and pried it open forcefully. Avery immediately sucked the digit in to his mouth, humming contentedly. Eyes closed, cheeks flushed, he looked like Ethan had already fucked him punishingly for an hour or two. He was perfect in his serene submission. Giving himself to Ethan so easily. In this moment, he knew that there wasn’t anything that Avery wouldn’t give him. He was not going to fuck him today, though. Not yet.
Pulling his wet thumb from Avery’s mouth with a pop, he swept his pulsing cock along Avery’s glistening lips.
“Open your eyes, Avery. I want you to look at me while I fuck your mouth.”
Avery opened his eyes slowly, piercing blue irises looking up at Ethan, pure, unfiltered lust in his eyes. Then he opened his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue and Ethan’s length pushed past his lips. Taking it easy at first, he tried to read the expression on Avery’s face. Slowly but surely, he invaded more and more of Avery’s mouth until he felt his cockhead hit the back of his throat.
Gagging, tears appeared at the corners of Avery’s expectant eyes. Caressing his cheek, Ethan coaxed,
“Relax, baby. Let me in.”
Eyes taking on a darker shade of blue, Avery relaxed his throat around him while he breathed heavily through his nose.
“That’s it. You’re doing so good,” Ethan encouraged, and he noticed that Avery’s eyes sparkled from the praise. Swallowing around Ethan, he took even more of his hardness, and tears began making their way down his flushed cheeks.
“Shit,” Ethan hissed, tightening his grip on Avery’s damp hair, increasing the pace of his thrusts. “You’re doing so good for me, baby. Taking all of me like a good little slut.”
Avery’s eager grunts and slurps vibrated around his cockhead and Ethan recognized the delicious tingle at the bottom of his spine. He was close, but he didn’t want it to end yet. If he could just hold on a little longer and prolong this feeling of bliss. Of peace.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered, and Avery immediately grabbed his neglected cock and started stroking himself gratefully. Shedding his last inhibitions, Ethan was now fucking his throat with abandon, chasing his release greedily. Avery was a trembling mess by now, a mixture of saliva and precum spilling from his abused lips and trailing down his already glistening chin. Cheeks flushed and pupils blown wide, a panicked look in his eyes, he was moments away from coming.
“Don’t you dare come before I tell you to,” Ethan warned, tightening his grip, and setting a grueling pace. Then he felt the glorious tightening in his balls and seconds later he spilled his release into Avery’s throat, a nearly primal roar escaping him. Avery eagerly swallowed his entire load, slurping and moaning shamelessly, a few drops spilling from his violated lips while his eyelashes fluttered lightly.
Spent and sated, Ethan bent down, resting his sweaty forehead against Avery’s. Panting, he carefully kissed his lover’s equally sweaty skin. Shaking beneath him, Avery’s entire body was buzzing with pent-up need.
“Eth? Can I come now, please?” Avery mewled, the smell of Ethan’s release pouring from his mouth. Smiling into Avery’s hairline, Ethan closed his eyes, his body relaxing into the aftermath of silent satisfaction.
“Yeah,” he breathed unable to disguise the smile in his voice. “Yes, you can come now, Avery.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Matty – Then
“I THINK YOU’REthe prettiest boy I’ve ever seen. And the sweetest, too.”
If anyone would’ve told Matty that the second kiss in his nearly seventeen-year-long life would be underwater by an otherworldly hot guy from Maine with the same name as the fourth largest city in Texas, he would’ve laughed in their faces. He would’ve howled with laughter until tears started springing from his eyes. And then he would’ve secretly fist pumped. He—a country boy from West Texas? What were the odds? First, it was underwater. He’d seen it in a movie once and couldn’t wrap his teenage mind around how that was even possible. Second, it was with another guy. Not a girl. But a guy. Third, it was Austin.Austin.
“Matty? Are you okay? I didn’t break you, did I?” The teasing tone of Austin’s words were contradicted by a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
“No,” Matty shook his head, wet locks of blond hair clinging to his forehead. He brushed his fingers against his lips where Austin’s had been a few seconds ago. He could still feel the tingling sensation, the light pressure of Austin’s lips against his own. They’d just emerged from the blue cocoon of the ocean and the bright sun felt like an intruder, forcing him back to the real world. “No, you didn’t break me… You may have momentarily short-circuited my brain and turned it into mush. But you didn’t break me.” A shy smile erupted at the corner of Matty’s mouth before it spread to the rest of his face.
Austin chuckled, reaching out and brushing at Matty’s left shoulder.
“Do you always say exactly what’s on your mind?” There was a fondness to his voice—a tenderness that Matty was beginning to realize was the norm among decent people who cared about others. It was the same kind of fondness he heard in Will’s voice whenever he called himkidor praised him for another great job at the docks. The kind of warmth in Millie’s voice when she gave him his firstmorning, sweet boyand his lastsleep tight, Mattyat night. It was the kind of tender interaction you could easily get used to—especially if you’d been denied it for most of your life, especially by those who should’ve handed it out in bucketsful without a second thought.
“No…” Matty mumbled. “I hardly ever say what’s on my mind…” he trailed off, squinting at Austin. He had to tilt his head slightly to really look at the much taller guy. Biting his lower lip, Matty continued. “Or at least, I didn’t use to.”
“I like it,” Austin grinned. “It’s endearing.” Austin gazed back at the beach and then once again at Matty’s shoulder. “You’re gonna turn into a baby lobster unless we head back soon.”
Matty turned his head and looked at the pinkish glow which was spreading across his shoulders. “Shit, I totally forgot sunscreen!” He looked at Austin who just shrugged in return.
“Yeah, you’ll be fine. I’m sure Millie has some balm lying around somewhere like the mother hen she is.” Austin winked before he grabbed Matty’s left hand, tangling their fingers together, and started leading him through the water, towards the shore.
The sensation of Austin’s large, rough fingers clasped around his own was unlike anything he’d felt before. Sure, he and Ethan had sometimes held hands when they were younger, running through the cornfields, bellies full of apple pie, broad grins on their dirty faces. But this. This feeling of being linked to another person like this. Matty liked that. And the fact that it was Austin, made him like it even more. His skin tingled deliciously where Austin’s thumb continued to rub the back of his hand. Small soothing circles that set Matty’s entire body alight with giddiness and anticipation.
As they reached the shore, Austin pulled out another large beach towel from his backpack and started drying off Matty. Carefully, he patted Matty’s rosy skin on the shoulders with the soft fabric, then his pecs and his stomach. He didn’t go any further than that.
“Turn around,” Austin murmured, his voice sounding deeper than usual, making Matty’s stomach flip not once but twice.
