My hands curl into his hair and tug.
He doesn’t let up, though, just keeps me in the back of his throat, before I pull him off of me entirely.
“No, not yet. I need you first.”
He looks up at me, his lips pressed against my cock. When he speaks, I can feel his lips move against me.
“Sixty-nine then?”
“Yeah,” I moan, and a few seconds later, his ass is hovering over my face. I drag him back slightly, taking his dick into my hand and slotting it at my mouth. When I pull him between my lips, he does the same to me, and our collective moans reverberate around the room.
My hands clutch his ass, finding his hole and playing with it while I suck. He likes that, being pegged while getting head. He’snot totally sold on anal, but I don’t mind taking it. I love being plowed enough for both of us.
His hips pump, making me gurgle and grunt around his hard length as it shuttles up and down my throat. It doesn’t take long for us to come. It’s sloppy, wet, and a complete mess, but when he flops down next to me, I just pull him into my chest and hold him tightly.
“That was amazing,” I say.
“Always is,” he agrees and then presses even closer.
“Let’s get some sleep. We have quite the drive tomorrow.”
“We can take some breaks on the way there.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right. Maybe we could stop for some road head on the way.”
That makes me laugh, and I reach down and pinch his ass. He lifts his head up and his eyes darken.
“Don’t play with me, Myles. I’m a horny boy.”
“You are. It’s a good thing I’m up for the challenge,” I rasp. He groans and kisses me for a long time, all tongue and teeth before grabbing the lube from the bedside table and opening me up for his cock. By the time we’re on the road the next day, my ass is sore and aching.So worth it.
So fucking worth it.
When we arrive at my mom’s house the next afternoon, my sisters are already there, snacking at the island and pouring copious amounts of wine into their tumblers. They got started without me, but I realize we’re pretty late. We pulled over twice to get each other off, so I guess I can’t be too mad.
My eyes land on my best friend, Paulie. He offers me a small wave and then glances away, trying to divert his gaze. It makes me frown.
What the fuck is going on with him?
“What’s up with you?” I whisper as I pull him into a hug.
“Nothing,” he replies as he slaps me on the back.
“Something is wrong. What is it?”
He shifts on his feet and peers over at Hailey, who is peeking at us through lowered eyelashes.
“Um…nothing’s wrong. We just, well, we wanted to wait for a better time…”
“Huh?”
He reaches out and nudges Hailey, who blushes.
“Wait, is something going on with you two?” I ask, excitement bubbling up inside of me.
“Maybe?”
“What? When?” I practically shout, making all conversation cease. All eyes are on me and Paulie, and his cheeks flush.
