“Would you…” he trailed off as he kept staring at my lips. I swallowed, my own breath coming faster.
“You need me to?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he breathed out. I dropped to my knees. He inhaled deeply, biting his lip.
“We shouldn’t,” he said, showing he knew this wasn’t actually right. Still, he stepped close and pressed his cock head to my lips. I opened up wide and waited. I’d never done this before and I knew he hadn’t either with a man. I’d know if he did because I knew everything about Sebastian. He pushed past my lips. I felt the thickness of it invade my mouth and liked it. My lips stretched over his girth.
He groaned at length. I relaxed my throat as he stroked in and out of my mouth, breathing heavily. The Brotherhood certainly didn't havetensionrelief in mind when they'd briefed us on our roles. We were twisting logic by telling each other this was part of my duty.
"You're a good partner," he huffed in praise in between thrusts, the head of his cock rubbing my throat. I kept my hands clenched on my thighs. I couldn't touch him. That wasn't what this was. This was him using my mouth to get off.
My shorts were drenched, clinging to my hard cock.
"Suck it," he panted and I looked up at him, his cock still filling my mouth. His eyes widened a little when he got a good look at me with a mouthful of him. He pushed his hips forward, going in deeper. It made it harder for me to control myself.
I wanted to dig my fingers into his cheeks and pull him harder against me while I groaned. I couldn’t though. He’d freak out if he knew how much I was enjoying this, how much I wanted him. That this wasn’t some twisted sense of duty, it was lust.
The sound of people coming into the showers startled him. He looked up, over his shoulder. The curtain was closed now but anyone could see two men were in here if they passed by.
The long naked line of his body caressed with water was irresistible. I reached up and gripped him in my hand before I started to do what he asked, taking action instead of just letting him fuck into my mouth.
"Fuck," he hissed, looking back down at me. He pressed his hands into the wall behind me, leaning on it as he watched me bob up and down, hollowing my cheeks and pressing my tongue against his length. When the back of my head hit the tile behind me, he reached down and settled his hand on my head, protecting it from colliding again.
I sucked on his head before sliding him all the way back in, making him curse. His cock jerked in my mouth and I bit back a groan. The noises of others grew closer and his eyes widened. I went faster, demanding his attention. He groaned before he unloaded cum into my throat. It felt surreal that Sebastian was coming and I’d made him do it. I looked up at his face as he spilled into my mouth, seeing his pretty features relax in pleasure. I swallowed it all before his spent cock finally fell from my mouth.
I stood up, wiping my jaw of spit and cum, my cock aching. My hands turned into tight fists, my body vibrating with the need to touch him more. I ignored it. He caught his breath, listening as the other people’s noises grew further away. The locker room door closed, the voices gone. I distracted myself from all the thoughts and urges threatening to surface.
"Hackmann said after you collect the information we’ll report back to base and they'll take it from there," I said. He jerked his head back, his gaze digging into me. He was mad, as expected.
"What?" He ground out. "This is ours. We've committed three years of our lives to this and I want to turn those bastards into dust with my own hands." I looked away with a grimace. He glared at me.
"What aren't you telling me?" He asked. I kept my mouth shut, my tongue rolling around in my mouth. How did I explain this without giving myself away?
"Tate," he said in warning.
"They're punishing us," I admitted and his eyes widened. He jerked back, looking over my drenched clothes in the shower with him. Clearly, it wasn’t this they were punishing us for since it only just happened. Still, I felt the need to calm him down.
"Nothing is happening here," I said. "I'm just helping you. That's my job."
"Really?" He scoffed. I swallowed and looked away. We both knew if the Brotherhood found out we'd be brutally punished and then separated. Still, I hoped he asked me to do this again.
"It's something else they’re punishing me for. I… pissed them off during graduation."
"Youactually pissed someone off?" He asked with a broad smile.
"Sorry," I murmured and he rolled his eyes.
"We've been partners for three years now. I'm not going to brood over you pissing in someone's cornflakes back then," he sighed and eyed me. "What did the golden boy of the Brotherhood do to piss off the brothers and sisters?" He asked with a sly smile. I rolled my eyes.
"Don’t worry about it," I grumbled and he laughed, turning to finish washing up, showing me his muscular ass. I could still feel him in my mouth. My lips were swollen and warm.
"You aren't angry that I did something that fucked up our mission?" I asked.
"No, because I still plan to kill them. I think they all live in this place I'm going today. Let me confirm, then we'll burn it to the ground."
"That easy?"
"Yeah, that easy." His voice wavered a little. I had a really bad feeling about this. I already hadn't liked he was bait but he was the only one who could be, given his background.
