“Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?”He read the title aloud and raised an eyebrow at Henry, his full lips curling into a stunning smile.
“Okay, so I like sci-fi?” Henry felt his cheeks flush bright red at Colton’s inquisitive stare and was suddenly grateful for the limited source of light in his room.
“But you don’t know anything about the stars.” Colton teased as he placed the book carefully back on the vacant spot on the shelf.
“Ha ha, very funny,” Henry grinned at him feigning offense.
“It’s cute,” Colton looked at him with a smug grin.
“Cute? Reading sci-fi is not cute. It’s sexy. I’ve been told so many times…” He pretended to be appalled but it was hard to contain his traitorous smile.
Colton moved towards him and grabbed on to the belt loops of Henry’s jeans. He pulled Henry towards him languidly and lowered his head towards his neck, just barely brushing his lips against the left side. Henry shook slightly at the sensation of Colton’s warm lips against his own heated skin.
“It’s cute,” Colton whispered with a finality that made Henry instantly hard.
He wrapped his arms around Colton’s neck and drew his mouth to his own, kissing him lazily at first. When he sensed Colton returning the kiss hungrily, Henry added his tongue and began prying the other man’s mouth open. Without hesitating, Colton separated his own lips opening to him. When his tongue met Colton’s, he let out a deep sigh and his hips jumped forward, eagerly searching for Colton’s, desperately seeking friction. Colton, in return, grabbed his ass and drew him towards him with his large hands.
“Oh, fuck,” Henry hissed. “That feels so good.” The kiss was getting sloppy, a string of saliva connecting their mouths. He didn’t know what Colton was expecting from him. How far he wanted to go, but he was no longer able to restrain himself. “Tell me what you need,” he gasped at Colton, clearly feeling the hard outline of Colton’s dick against his own.
“I need… Oh, fuck, I wanna come,” he gritted out, sucking on Henry’s tongue furiously.
“Oh, shit,” Henry gasped. “I love it when you do that.”
“Yeah?” Colton mumbled against Henry’s mouth, a smile ghosting across his lips.
“Yeah.” Overcome with need, Henry was almost about to combust from the contact with Colton’s tongue alone. “If you don’t want it all to end right now, I think we should move this to the bed,” Henry forced out.
“Okay,” Colton looked towards the bed, nodding in agreement.
Still uncertain as to what Colton was comfortable with, he asked “Clothes on or off?”
“Uhm…” Colton looked warily at Henry, playing with the hem of Henry’s sweater. “Off?” He bit back a hesitant smile.
“Come here,” Henry took his hand and led him to the bed. As he knelt on the comforter, he took Colton with him. He slowly pulled Colton’s button down from his dark jeans and began unbuttoning it with determination. Once all the buttons were undone, he pulled the shirt off Colton’s muscular shoulders. Miles and miles of golden skin interrupted by numerous tattoos, a large one covering Colton’s ribs, stretched out before him.
“Jesus, Colton. You’re so fucking built,” he blurted, his hungry gaze taking in the broad chest and pecs dusted with a soft patch of dark-brown hair. Colton’s dark nipples were stiff, pointing out from his chest. Henry ghosted his fingers across the left nipple, pinching it slightly, making Colton suck in a deep breath.
“Fuck,” he gasped while Henry continued to twist the left nipple between his thumb and index finger.
“Does that feel good?” Henry looked at him. Colton nodded with a glazed-over look in his hazel eyes, which were now almost black with want. Bending his head towards Colton’s chest, Henry took his nipple into his mouth and sucked, gently pulling at it with his teeth. Colton trembled while Henry lapped greedily at the salty skin before moving on to the other side of Colton’s chest, giving his other nipple the same attention.
He determinedly guided Colton down onto his back and continued to kiss and lick towards his flat, hard stomach. The muscles resembled lines carved into stone. Occasionally, he would stop and look up at Colton, but he’d already closed his eyes and his fists were grabbing the comforter on each side forcefully, turning his tanned knuckles almost white. When he reached Colton’s belly button, he dipped his tongue into its hollow depth and circled the tip of his tongue around slowly. Colton’s hips lifted from the bed while he gritted his teeth.
“Unghhh, fuck, Henry.”
Henry couldn’t help smiling as he started to open the belt, then unbuttoning the jeans. As soon as he opened Colton’s pants, he could smell the other man’s heavy arousal. The sensation exploded in Henry’s mind, lighting his entire body up from the inside with need. Involuntarily, he began humping the comforter like a fucking teenager.
He carefully started to pull off Colton’s jeans, revealing a dark, wet spot on his grey boxer briefs. Burying his nose in the fabric, he nuzzled Colton’s dick, breathing in the musk and the pure, unfiltered maleness of the other man.
“You smell so fucking good…” He hummed as he started to lick the fabric, making Colton once again raise his hips with a jerk.
“Take me out,” he heard Colton grit out. “Touch me. Please,” he added, a strained edge to his deep voice.
Smiling against the outline of Colton’s arousal, Henry quickly removed the pants and boxers completely. He took in the hardness of Colton’s cock. It was just as beautiful as he remembered from the other night. Broad and long. A thick vein ran from the base to the head of the cock, the outline clear through the velvety soft skin. The head itself was a dark red, covered in clear, glistening fluid. Henry wrapped his hand around the head, making Colton curse, and began to spread the precum around gently. He started with a soft squeeze, reading the expression on Colton’s face.
“Henry… please… I need… “
“What, baby? Tell me what you need…”
