“Yeah, being with you—it feels like I’m suddenly able to access a whole new part of me. I don’t know if that makes any sense.”
“It does.”
“Anyway, all of a sudden I’m all kinds of weepy and…”
His eyes went red again, and I pulled him into a tight hug. “Baby, you can be weepy. You don’t have to hold back tears for me.”
“I just feel so stupid,” he said, half laughing, half crying.
“Hey, now. None of that. You’re sexy as fuck, you’re strong as fuck, and the people who work with you know how wonderful you are. This has been a shitty couple of days, that’s all. You weren’t able to come out to your family on your own terms because your mom didn’t respect your boundaries. And then your parents tried to get you fired. You’re bound to be emotional.”
He buried his face in my shoulder. “True.”
I kissed his temple, whispering, “Also, there’s the fact that we’ve had fantastic, set-the-sheets-on-fire sex. This is a typical reaction to getting naked with me.”
He snort-laughed, pushing me away from him. “Asshole,” he choked out, barely able to get the word out for laughing so hard.
“Whatever. You like it.”
The joy on his face made me proud, especially when he smirked and added, “Don’t forget, Oz. You’ve also had sex withme. I hear I’m kind of a big deal.”
“You’re not too shabby.” I winked at him and was rewarded with that sexy, shy flush.
Growling under my breath, I pulled him close and planted a wet kiss on his lips, only to have him return it with equal force. We made out, banging into the couch, aggressively dry humping each other. Then he went to his knees. “I need to get the bad taste of this shitty day out of my mouth.”
I undid my belt buckle, and he knocked away my hands, unbuttoning and unzipping me, pulling down my slacks along with my underwear. “Someone’s in a hurry,” I said.
“You’re only here on your break. I don’t wanna waste any more time crying.”
Chuckling, I sifted my fingers through his hair, then grunted as he took me to the back of his throat. Not gonna lie, I wished I’d been the first guy he kissed, but I cherished the fact that I was the first guy he had sex with. For the better part of a year, I’d viewed him as a hottie I wouldn’t mind getting naked with. Now, though, once I’d seen this sweet, gentle man undone, I knew had to have more.
I groaned as he went after me. Choking, gagging, pulling back, trying again. He wanted to be good for me. If I let him, he would take care of me with everything he had. What he might not realize just yet was that I would take care of him right back. I’d never wanted to care for somebody as much as I wanted to care for this man.
Which meant not letting him hurt himself on my cock.
“Shh, shh, shh, baby. You feel so good. You don’t have to choke yourself. You’re getting all the important parts.”
His blue eyes snapped to mine, his expression worshipful as he pulled back and gave himself a little room to breathe. He kept watching me, as if he had to make sure I was enjoying myself. I ran my thumb along his cheek. “So good. Fuck, baby. You’re so good at that,” I murmured.
His eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a moan, soaking up my words like water on parched soil, and something finally clicked into place.
I loved his adoration, and he loved my praise.
Together we fed each other.
Years of neglect at the hands of his family made him hungry, maybe even desperate, for the slightest bit of encouragement, but he’d never have to beg for that from me, and I would never have to lie. Everything I said was one hundred percent the truth.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come. Do you want to swallow it?”
He looked so innocent, nodding with my cock stretching his lips.
“Good boy,” I said, palming his cheek.
His eyes flashed at those words, and I knew I was onto something. “Relax the back of your throat—ah, fuck. There you go, Walk. Just a little more for me, yes?”
He nodded, eventually taking me down to the root. Pride in him filled my chest when his lips met the base of my cock. I held him in place as I came, whispering praise as I shuddered and spilled down his throat.
“Baby, that mouth of yours. You sucked out my ability to think.”
