Ethan’s big hands weren’t soft, but they were gentle. His grip on the base of his cock was firm, unyielding. And he certainly knew exactly what to do to make Beau’s breath race in and out of his lungs. Although Ethan’s mouth was still soft and warm, his attention wasn’t as uncertain, not as tentative. That’s what he’d been longing for.
Awww, fuck. Beau forced his head into the mattress, his body bowing as Ethan continued to suck him fiercely, torturing him with every lingering lap of his tongue, every stroke of his hand. Beau wanted nothing more than to sit there and take every ounce that Ethan could dish out. But he wasn’t going to last. It’d been too long and being skin to skin with Ethan was more than he could’ve imagined. More than he even dreamed of.
Forcing his head up, Beau looked down the length of his body, watching as Ethan sucked him deep, their eyes meeting, locking. Oh, fuck. Gripping Ethan’s hair roughly, Beau pulled his head up, causing his cock to slip from Ethan’s lips.
“I can’t take it,” he groaned, his head falling back on the bed.
Without releasing the pressure on Ethan’s hair, Beau urged him forward. When Ethan began crawling over him, the sensual scrape of Ethan’s leg hair against his own had Beau’s body tensing. It was… incredible.
It didn’t take but a second for Ethan to get with the program, his body flush against his as their mouths met once more.
“I want to suck you,” Beau murmured against Ethan’s mouth. “I want your cock in my mouth. I need to taste you.” He couldn’t hold back the words. It was as though the anxiety was searching for a release, and the need to get closer to Ethan was consuming him to the point he couldn’t shut up.
Ethan nodded, a sexy smile on his lips. “Hold that thought.”
Beau wasn’t sure he’d be able to hold anything. If Ethan kept tormenting him, he was going to fly apart in a million different directions, and he didn’t even care if the pieces were found.
Thank fucking God!
Ethan repositioned himself over Beau, only this time he was kneeling by his head, his cock hovering directly above him. Now this position he could do. At least he’d be able to distract himself with Ethan’s taste. Grabbing Ethan’s hand because he couldn’t fucking wait for him to get on with it, Beau pulled him so that he leaned over him in the sixty-nine position.
Beau admired Ethan’s cock for longer than was probably necessary before sucking him into his mouth. The musky scent of his sex made him light-headed, and the salty taste of his skin exploded on his tongue, making him crave more of him. Oh hell. He was smooth and hard, like granite covered in silk. Beau outlined every ridge of Ethan’s cock with just his tongue, sliding along the underside of his shaft before exploring the glans, and then sucking him completely into his mouth.
Before long, Beau found himself mimicking Ethan’s movements as Ethan delved lower, their bodies adjusting so that Beau could suck Ethan’s balls into his mouth. One at a time at first. Both of them together. He moaned his enthusiasm when Ethan did the same. But then Ethan moaned, and the vibrations nearly made him come.
Beau wanted to explore, to learn Ethan’s body, to find out what he liked firsthand. As he sucked steadily on Ethan’s balls, he ran his hands up the back of Ethan’s thighs, the crisp hair tickling his palms. Unable to stop himself from touching, he roamed higher until he gripped Ethan’s firm ass in both of his hands, gently kneading his flesh.
“Fuck, yes,” Ethan groaned, his mouth instantly disappearing from Beau’s cock. And just like that, Ethan was gone from his grasp, no longer looming above him and Beau looked up, suddenly wondering what he’d done wrong. Before he could ask, Ethan was over him again, chest to chest, belly to belly, cock to cock.
“As much as I enjoyed that, there are some other things I want to do to you. And if I’m not careful, you’ll make me come far too soon.”
“I see no problem with that,” Beau replied with a grin.
As it was, he was close to coming himself.
With no interest in arguing further, Beau nodded. After all, he was content just being here with Ethan. Holding him, letting his hands roam along his thickly muscled back, Beau wasn’t sure he needed much more.
Although his cock felt differently, pulsing in warning between them.
Ethan leaned forward, pressing his lips to Beau’s mouth gently as he whispered, “Turn over.”
Beau knew from those two words alone that he probably wasn’t going to survive what came next. His muscles all locked in anticipation, making it difficult to move, but when Ethan eased off of him, Beau flipped himself over onto his stomach.