Beau’s mouth clasped onto the sensitive skin at the back of his neck, and he moaned. Reaching down, he gripped Beau’s thigh with one hand, needing to hold on to him, to feel his bare skin in his palm as he grounded himself in the moment. It was too good.
As Beau’s tongue trailed over his back, Ethan realized he was outlining the tattoo he’d gotten several years ago - This above all: to thine ownself be true. He’d gotten the words etched in his skin as a reminder to himself, but it hadn’t helped. As much as he wanted to embrace who he was, to be content with himself and his life, Ethan had never accomplished his goal. He’d lived his life in denial, and up until now, he thought he was ok with it.
That was until Beau had walked into his life and turned it upside down and inside out. Now, no matter what he did, he couldn’t stop thinking about the what ifs. And every last one of them included Beau.
“Fuck!” Ethan groaned when Beau’s mouth trailed down the center of his back, his firm grip on his hips easing lower, lower still.
Awww, hell.
Ethan’s entire body tightened when Beau slid his tongue down the crack of his ass, using his hands to separate his ass cheeks. It was… the most remarkable feeling and even though Beau had just done that in the shower, Ethan was eager for more. The way he aroused the oversensitive skin made Ethan shudder.
Gripping the pillow beneath his head, Ethan buried his face deeper as his body soared to new heights. He began rocking his hips backward, forcing Beau’s wicked tongue inside of him.
“Beau,” Ethan moaned, turning his head so he could breathe. “Beau, fuck. I need to feel you.”
“I’m right here, baby,” Beau growled before teasing him with his tongue, then his finger. Deeper.
Oh… fucking shit, son of a bitch!
Beau’s finger eased inside of him, twisted and then…
“Oh, hell. Oh, fuck.” Ethan’s body tensed painfully, the exquisite torture consuming him from the inside out, forcing him closer and closer to the edge although he was fighting back with all of his might.
Where did Beau learn to do that? He was pressing inside, hitting the exact spot that had him seeing stars, his body shaking from the potency of it. It wasn’t very often that he’d had his prostate massaged with a finger, but obviously Beau was trying to make him delirious. He told his hips to pull away, but they had a mind of their own as he thrust back against Beau’s hand, forcing that exhilarating sensation to engulf him altogether.
“Beau, I need you inside me. Don’t…” Taking a deep breath, Ethan willed his body under control, but he was losing his grip faster than he thought possible. “Don’t make me come. Fuck!”
Ethan wanted Beau inside of him. Fucking him until he didn’t even know his own name.
Pulling away was the hardest thing he’d ever done, but he wasn’t willing to come. Not yet. This was Beau’s first time, and it meant something to Ethan for them to be right there together.
Beau crawled up over him, and Ethan sucked in air, trying to calm his rioting hormones.
“Condom,” Beau whispered, and Ethan pointed toward the nightstand beside the bed.
“Lube’s in there too. Oh, and Beau…”
“Yeah?”
“Hurry.”
Making Ethan lose control was now at the top of Beau’s list of things to do. Every single day.
Having the freedom to explore his body was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced. Being able to bring him pleasure was like a salve to his soul. Never had he known anything like it before.
Having only been involved in threesomes where the woman was usually with Zane, Beau had gotten used to being there for pleasure only, but never had he received that sort of satisfaction from the act. There was certainly something to be said about giving, rather than receiving, but Beau had never realized the monumental meaning behind those words until today.
Grabbing a condom and the bottle of lubrication sitting by the already opened box, Beau knelt on the bed behind Ethan. With hurried hands, he slid the latex over his iron hard erection, careful so that he didn’t go off like a rocket from his own hand. Using the pump-action bottle, Beau coated his cock, his hand and then applied more lube directly to Ethan’s asshole. He proceeded to massage the lube into Ethan’s tight hole, before sliding his body over Ethan’s once more.
If it hadn’t been for his cock begging for release, Beau would’ve been satisfied to drive Ethan to orgasm with his fingers thrusting in and out of his ass. He picked up the pace briefly, loving Ethan’s groans and grunts as he tried to force Beau deeper, despite his request not to send him over. Withdrawing his fingers, Beau gripped his own shaft at the base, stemming the overwhelming urge to come just from watching Ethan’s reactions.