He nodded and dove back onto my cock, bobbing his head, huffing short breaths through his nose.
I began to steer a little with my hands on his head. “So good. So fucking good.” Those plush lips wrapped around my dick were the stuff of fantasies. The enthusiastic obedience was evenbetter. So hot, so damned perfect. Climax rose from my balls, my body heating, ready to spill. “Off unless you want it!” I warned.
Austin hummed and sucked lower. Fuck, that was it. All she wrote. Pleasure flooded my body, my balls drew up tight, and I shot pulse after pulse into Austin’s hot, wet, willing mouth. He swallowed hard, but cum ran down his chin and his eyes watered. Still, he grabbed my ass and pulled me forward, not backing off, taking every inch he could until I had to tap his cheek, as pleasure tipped past the edge. “God, fuck, done. Wow.”
Austin let my cock slide from his lips and sat back on his heels, his eyes wet, cheeks red, chin a mess. “That was okay?”
“Jesus fucking Christ.” I grabbed Austin’s chin, bent, and kissed him, tasting myself. “A hell of a lot better than okay.”
“I haven’t actually done it very often.”
I didn’t say I could tell. “Natural talent, I guess.”
His smile was my reward, happy and wide.
With another kiss on his forehead, I told him, “Now clean your face, take off those sweats, and get on the bed. Time for me to return the favor.”
Chapter 9
Austin
Wow. The quick fumbles I’d had with a couple of other guys in school, hiding and going as fast as we could, had been nothing like being on my knees for Seth. I ducked into the bathroom to clean up, because I needed to rinse my mouth and take a breath. Plus, I was so turned on from blowing Seth that I’d explode if he so much as breathed on me.
My face in the mirror looked flushed and messy. I cupped water in my hands and sucked some down, then cleaned around my mouth. Nothing I could do about the blotchy redness of my chin and cheeks, but Seth had kissed me like he didn’t care.
Seth was stretched out on his side, naked, when I went back to the bedroom. I took the blatant display as permission to look. He was all working cowboy, strong, lean, not bulked up, though he carried a lot more muscle than I did. A farmer’s tan fading, but still brown on his arms and neck, faint on his legs, with thatrounded white ass. He had one knee bent, and I couldn’t see his dick, but I now knew every inch vividly.
“Come here.” He crooked a finger at me.
I stumbled over to the bed, and he tugged on my sweats. “Get naked and lie down.”
A shiver ran across my skin and it wasn’t from the chill air. That firm tone and the way Seth focused on me made me wild. With fumbling hands, I shoved my sweats down, pulled off my T-shirt, and folded them onto the foot of the bed, as some vestige of my upbringing said,Don’t leave those where he can trip over them.I gripped the waistband of my shorts on either side of where my dick strained the fabric and paused, suddenly self-conscious under the eyes of a hot older man.
Seth slid his hands around my hips and cupped my ass, pulling my thighs against the bed. He leaned forward and mouthed over the bulge in my underwear. I gasped as my cock jerked and moisture darkened the blue cotton. Seth breathed warm over that wet spot, and heat ran through my groin.
Fuck, I was about to come without being touched. I squeezed my eyes shut. “Gonna be a very short blow job. Sorry.”
Seth’s chuckle sounded dark and filthy. “I bet you can go again in ten minutes. Get naked.”
I stepped back to obey, tossed my briefs on the pile of clothes because folding underwear would be seriously weird, and eased onto the bed next to him, lying on my back with my head on the pillows beside his.
Seth bent over me, one hand planted on the mattress next to my hip, as if keeping me close. His first kiss landed on my chin, but then he took my mouth, hard and hot. I parted my lips and he pushed his tongue inside, probing with a thrusting motion that made my hips buck in response. He laughed against my mouth. “Blowing you’s going to be fun.”
But instead of going for my dick, he kissed my throat and nipped down my neck, then traced circles around one nipple with his tongue. I squirmed, half turned on, half ticklish, and he pressed his hand on my belly. God. The heat of his palm, the firm push into the mattress, the way my hard dick brushed the back of his knuckles, almost did me in.
“Suck me?” I begged. “Please?”
“Since you ask so nicely.” Seth slid lower on the bed, tipped my cock up with his hand, and sucked me to the back of his throat.
I yelped and arched. Luckily, the pressure of his hand kept me from choking him. He pulled off almost to the tip, plunged again, then as I hovered on the brink, sucked back up and began licking the head, little swirls and flicks of his tongue that felt amazing but not enough. “Come on,” I panted. “More.”
“Spread your legs.” When I obeyed, Seth cupped my balls, rolling them in his fingers, then rubbed my taint. A flash of need from that firm touch made me shudder. The sensation changed as he moved lower, his fingertip brushing around my hole, ticklish, electric, unfamiliar. “You ever play here?”
“Not… not really.” My thoughts scattered as he pressed lightly. I’d imagined this, wanted it, but his touch on my ass still felt like too much, too fast.Don’t be a wuss.I groaned at my mix of wanting and stupidity, and hoped he’d take the sound as encouragement.
Seth pushed a little harder. “No dildos?” Amusement threaded his voice.
“My dad would’ve killed me.”Shit.The literal truth of that made my dick soften and I closed my eyes.Fuck, fuck, not now.I had a hot man about to fuck me. I refused to be up in my head over the past. “Sorry. Keep going.”
