“Oh, Jesus, you’re beautiful.” Linc ran a finger through Avery’s pubic hair, grazing the base of his erection. “I knew you’d be beautiful.”
Avery’s dick swelled more, imagining Linc had thought about this. About him specifically. He wasn’t totally naive. Lots of people had fantasies about redheads. One of the perks of being a genetic weirdo. But the way Linc was watching him as he ran his hands over Avery’s thighs and up his stomach said this wasn’t just about his coloring. This was about him.
“What do you want?” Linc asked. He caressed Avery in wide circles without ever coming close enough to Avery’s dick, making him squirm. “Shhh. Tell me.”
“What are—” Avery swallowed. “What are my options?” Anything? Everything?
“Whatever you want.” Linc kissed the sensitive spot where Avery’s groin met his thigh. “I can jerk you off. Blow you. You can take my clothes off and do pretty much anything.”
Oh, man. That sounded so tempting, but also like a lot of responsibility. This whole thing was right at the edge of frying Avery’s brain. If he had to start making decisions, he’d melt down and wind up lying on the floor like an abandoned department store mannequin.
“Your mouth. On me.” Two-word sentences were his speed right now.
Linc’s tongue on the head of his penis had him closing his eyes and breathing very slowly. Some kind of feedback loop was happening between his dick and his nipples, because with every swipe of Linc’s tongue, his chest tingled.
“Is that good?” Linc asked.
“Mm-hmm.” He was chewing on his lip. The cut spot was sore, helping to take his arousal from thermo-nuclear back down to moderately radioactive.
His fingers dug into the couch as Linc took him into his mouth, hot and wet and slow. Oh God, so slowly. Avery’s toes curled. Linc stopped before he was more than halfway down and slid back up and off, letting Avery’s dick flop onto his stomach. He glanced up and chuckled. “You should see your face right now.”
“What I want to see is my dick back in your mouth.” And whoa, that was way bossier than he’d expected. Linc didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he must have liked it, because his eyes widened. He licked a long strip up to the top of Avery’s leaking cock and then swallowed him all the way down to the root in a single motion.
“Holy shit!” Avery arched, and his dick hit the back of Linc’s throat, making him choke. “Sorry. Sorry.”
Linc’s laughter blew out through his nose, while his mouth was busy blowing Avery’s mind. His fingers slipped around the inside of Avery’s thigh, fondling his balls, while his tongue worked, moving up and down, dragging every molecule of Avery’s consciousness into his dick.
“Oh, man. Oh.” He panted, staring up at the ceiling. “That’s good. Don’t stop. I’m glad this is what we picked. Don’t stop.”
One finger slipped farther, stroking his taint. Avery’s legs were still trapped in his jeans, and he strained against them, trying to give Linc more room. He squirmed. If he could slide down lower, if Linc’s hand could just move a few inches farther back—
His balls tingled, and warmth spread in his lower back. Avery gasped and buried his fingers in Linc’s hair, pulling hard. Linc took it as encouragement, though, and he sucked harder.
Avery panted. He needed this to—he couldn’t—too soon to—
“Stop,” he said, and the cool air as Linc popped off him was such a shock he nearly came anyway.
“What?”
Avery grasped his dick, squeezing hard, counting slowly. “Two times two is four. Two times four is eight. Two times eight is sixteen,” he whispered like a prayer.
“What are you doing?”
“Trying not to come all over your face.” He kept counting, even as Linc groaned and nuzzled at his balls. “No, stop!” Avery swatted him away, but he laughed at the same time. Linc kissed him from the arch of his left foot all the way up to his knee, past his hip—he left Avery’s dick alone—to his ribs, his throat, and finally, Avery’s mouth.
“You taste so good,” Linc said against his lips.
“Um, thanks?” He eyed the outline of Linc’s erection in his pants.
“What are you thinking?”
“I hope that fits.”
Linc choked, burying his face in Avery’s neck. Then he moaned when Avery slid a hand between them and gripped him, squeezing. Oh, gosh. He felt big. Avery knew he could stretch, anatomically speaking, but he wasn’t sure if he actuallywould.
“We don’t have to,” Linc said. “I’m totally fine if it’s too fast for you. Even if we just get sloppy here for a bit longer, you have no idea how much I like that idea.”
But Avery wanted so much more. Virginity was a stupid concept invented by fathers trying to control their bloodline. Avery’s father had abandoned his bloodline, so who the hell cared what Avery had and hadn’t done with other people, or even by himself? He might not have had someone’s dick in his ass, but he’d had what he needed to explore and get off on his own.
