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I wave him over, and he excuses himself from his dance partners and gallops toward me like a damn horse.
“What’s up, Pauly boy?” He wags his eyebrows at me with a shit-eating grin splitting his lips.
“Don’t get too drunk. You owe me tonight.”
Brendon steps in a little closer, and his demeanor changes from excitement to sex.
“Yeah? You gonna give me your ass?” he asks quietly, and my eyebrows rise in surprise for a minute.
“Maybe.” I drag my eyes down his body, desperately wishing I could feel him against me right now.
Brendon snorts and slides his hands around my back, then down my back to cup my ass under the cape. I quickly scan the area, but no one is paying us any attention. I hate that I feel the need to hide this, to hide him, but I’m not ready.
“I promise to make it feel good.” His lips brush my skin, sending goose bumps across my body.
“I want to suck you so bad right now,” I growl.
Brendon nips at my neck quickly and steps back. “Follow me.”
He turns and heads into the darkness behind one of the houses. The backyards are decorated, but there’s shadows past where the lights shine. Behind a tool shed, I push his back against the wall and take his mouth in a hot, demanding kiss. He moans for me, opening quickly to let me own him. I’m hard in a matter of seconds, grinding against him. The slick fabric of the costumes making it so fucking easy to slide.
“Fuck,” he whimpers when I wrap my hand around him through the material.
“You wanna come, Little Menace?” I nip at the skin of his neck, careful not to leave any marks.
“Please,” Brendon begs as his fingers flex on my arms.
I pull on the Velcro keeping the costume closed and pull it down his body, surprised when I find a red jockstrap.
Brendon bites his lip and smiles at me when I groan. I reach out a trembling hand and feel my way around his bare hip and ass cheek.
“Fuck my throat, baby. Come in my mouth so I’m full of you.”
Brendon shivers, and I drop to my knees in the grass. Lifting the pouch, his balls and cock are released. I run my nose along the crease between his thigh and groin, inhaling the musky smell of him. The short red hairs tickle my skin, and I stick my tongue out to taste him. Brendon runs his hand into my hair and tugs just enough to tell me he’s impatient. I smirk up at him and lick a line up the underside of his cock.
“Mmmm,” I groan before sucking the head into my mouth.
“Fuck,” he mewls, his hips bucking off the wall. “Please. I need to come.”
Wrapping a hand around his dick, I stroke him in tandem to working him over with my tongue. I switch between sucking on him and lapping at him like a fucking ice cream cone. He thrusts into my mouth, his hand stills in my hair, and I love watching him from my position. Looking up his body, seeing him roll his hips and the clenching of his muscles as he fucks into me.
“Your cum is mine. You understand me?” Saliva drips down my chin, and I scoop some up with my fingers and watch him closely as I find his crack. He widens his feet, and I swirl the wetness around his hole.
He groans and shudders, his breathing getting heavy.
I get more saliva and push the tip of my finger into his hole, and he comes without warning.
“Shit fuck shit,” he breathes out, almost panicked sounding as the bitter taste of his cum fills my mouth. I choke on it, some falling from my lips before I manage to swallow it. “I’m sorry,” Brendon pants, and I chuckle, wiping the mess from my face with my hand onto the grass.
“It’s okay.” I lick my lips and wipe my face to remove any lingering cum and saliva. “That was hot as fuck.”
I stand and help him back into his costume, patting his now soft dick, and he hisses. Once he’s dressed again, I lean into him and run my nose along his.
“I like the way you taste.”
There’s a strange look on his face that I can’t read.
“What?”
