But that wasn’t an option tonight. Gideon gulped the shot. Then poured himself one more. For Aunt Rita, for his dad.
Nope. Not thinking of my dad right now.
They nodded and looked at the TV, then looked at each other and nodded again. Lots of nodding. Not much else.
He shut off the lamp. Darkness blanketed the apartment, with thin streaks of outside lights peeking in from the blinds. Gideon liked the darkness. It made him brave. He needed some courage for what he wanted to do tonight.
Mac began to massage Gideon’s crotch through his shorts. His touch was firmer, more decisive than a woman’s. He knew the equipment.
Gideon explored Mac’s hot mouth with his tongue. Mac, in turn, massaged harder, turning his grip into a stroke. All of Gideon’s thoughts and notions slipped away, like he was shedding armor. Gideon unzipped his jeans and let his erection into the open. He shivered under Mac’s warm touch, and his heart raced as he pumped. He could barely make out anything in the dark, as he wanted it.
“I want to rim you,” Gideon said with heavy breaths. Hearing the words scared him, but he wanted them to be scared together.
Mac relinquished his grip, and it was like he had turned on the lights.
“You do?”
“Yeah, I’m curious. And I like going down on girls.”
“You do?” Mac asked with more incredulity.
“Yeah, it makes them happy.” Gideon never wanted to have an unhappy customer in bed. He went the extra mile to deliver a good time for his ex-girlfriends. He wanted to do the same for Mac. And if they were going to experiment, he wanted to actually experiment. “Geology class.”
“Geology class.”
Those were the magic words.
They went to Mac’s bedroom and took off all their clothes. Gideon just loved the simple pleasure of being naked with Mac. It felt both innocent and dirty. Mac got on his hands and knees on his bed. Gideon slapped that tight ass, as pale and round as a full moon. Gideon’s cock was like a javelin spear.
I am about to stick my mouth on a guy’s ass.He was standing at the edge of a cliff, ready to jump into the water, staring over the edge.
I am just curious. And horny. Mostly horny.
The first thing Gideon experienced was the scent. It smelled like sex, like sweaty, salty, carnivorous sex. He didn’t expect it to turn him on so much. Lust dilated his pupils. The wrongness was exhilarating, and he wanted more of it. A lot more.
Gideon spat on Mac’s hole and tongued it again, tasting his sweaty, musky taste. Mac quivered under his fingers. Gideon slapped his ass hard, leaving a handprint.
Mac reacted to every touch, every flinch. He was an earthquake under Gideon’s fingers.
He slicked up his finger and entered Mac’s ass. He took his time, letting himself savor the moment and making Mac moan for more. Gideon gave his cock a few healthy strokes.
Gideon alternated between fingers and tongue, a tag team on Mac’s ass. He left no part ungraced by his touch. Mac lifted his ass in approval. Gideon’s fingers traveled over the scar on Mac’s back, ugly and red.
He kissed it, delicately, letting his lips linger for an extended moment.
Suddenly, this moment felt super quiet, and Gideon got freaked out for a second. He returned to the job at hand.
“Fuck!” Mac screamed when Gideon brushed his stubble against his opening. Gideon made sure to do it again. “Yes!”
Girls had moaned for Gideon. Some had even come for him when he went down on them. But it couldn’t hold a candle to this, to Mac groaning in absolute pleasure, to his whole, thick, muscular body under Gideon’s strict control. Watching Mac only made Gideon’s cock ache to be touched, but he wanted to see more first.
“Turn over,” Gideon said.
Mac got on his back. His dick spiked in the air. Gideon ran into the sun porch and fished out Big Bird from Mac’s pile of junk, but it wasn’t there.
“Where’s Big Bird?”
“Don’t fucking call it Big Bird.” Mac reached up and kissed Gideon, tasting himself so freely. Gideon liked his eagerness.
