That’s when Riley felt Josh’s hard cock through his sweatpants. It was hard to ignore when it was pressing right against Riley’s.
Riley gasped in response to the sweet pressure, and Josh froze above him, mere inches between them.
“I bet you can’t get out of this hold,” Josh taunted, a smirk on his face.
Riley’s brows furrowed and he thrusted, trying to remove Josh from his position on top, only then realizing what that movement would do.
They both groaned, and Riley’s eyes snapped to Josh’s.
“Why does that feel so fucking good?” Josh asked.
Because it’s you.
Riley paled at that thought.
Holy fuck. How had he missed it this whole time?
Everything about this was…right.
“Do you want to kiss me again?” Riley asked shyly.
Josh didn’t even bother answering with words. He smiled and leaned closer, his lips now a breath away from Riley’s.
“I do, but I still want you to try to get out of this hold.”
Riley’s eyes widened.
If Josh wanted a fight, he’d give him one.
He started to slowly bend his leg while he brought his lips to Josh’s ear, running them against his lobe andnibbling on the edge. He whispered, “You asked for it.”
Riley took advantage of the angle and pushed off his bent leg to try to throw Josh off of him.
They continued to roll around on the floor, scrambling for purchase. When Riley got on top, he tried crawling over Josh, who managed to get a hold on his waistband and yank down his pants, leaving Riley in his briefs.
He stood over Josh, not bothering to hide the hard bulge in his underwear, and threw his arms out to the side, “Now what?”
Josh, looked at him from the floor and leaned back on an elbow, his gaze sliding over every inch of Riley. He could practically feel his touch, his dick twitching when Josh’s eyes settled on his briefs.
“Now, take off your underwear.”
Riley’s jaw dropped and his eyes widened, his whole body trembling at the way Josh was leading him, guiding him. He wouldn’t go easy, though.
“Make me.”
Josh smiled at the taunt and stood, walking over to Riley slowly, so fucking slowly. He reached out a hand to cup his jaw, and then the bastard winked.
A heartbeat later, Josh was tackling Riley into the couch. Riley tried to wiggle out of his hold, but only managed to face the other direction on the couch, his head falling by Josh’s knees. Hetook advantage of the angle and grabbed the waistband of Josh’s sweatpants, pulling them and his underwear until he got them off one of his ankles. Meanwhile, Josh was removing Riley’s briefs. Before Riley had time to think, Josh’s hot breath hit his cock, making him freeze and forget all about getting those sweatpants off Josh’s other foot.
He looked down and saw Josh eyeing Riley’s cock like it was a five-course meal. Josh looked at Riley, smiled, and turned to the hard cock in front of him, swirling his tongue around the head.
Riley groaned and fought the urge to thrust into Josh’s mouth. Instead, he turned away and was greeted by the prettiest dick he’d ever seen. He didn’t even know dicks could be pretty, but everything about Josh’s was perfect. As thick as Riley, but maybe slightly longer.
What would that feel like inside me?
Whoa, okay, one thing at a time. See if you can manage licking it first.
Riley leaned forward and tried to copy every girl that had ever gone down on him. It was likely the sloppiest blow job in the history of the world, but based on Josh’s moaning, he was doing fine. Meanwhile, Josh was giving him a master class on what a blow job should feel like. There’d never been such a buildup with anyone else. It was usually get in, get out, and was hardly the stuff of romance movies. But whatever Josh was doing deserved a fucking Oscar.
