In retrospect, I think I’ve always wanted him.And now I have him under me.We were destined to arrive at this very moment.
“Fuh…fuck…fuck,” he chants.I grab his erection, and he lets out a delicious whimper.It doesn’t take me long to settle into a rhythm: fucking, stroking, then both at the same time, and repeat.
“Oh god, you’re so bloody good,” he mutters, head thrashing.
“You, too.”I catch my breath.“You’re so good, so hot for me, Taz.”
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” he rasps.
“Me too,” I reply, not breaking the rhythm.
“I’ve always…always wanted this, Luther.”
“I’m giving it to you, Taz,” I reply in an almost growl.
“Ooh.”His voice is a slur of pleasure, and I grin triumphantly.
“Wanna come?”I jerk him off faster.
“I want you to first.”His voice is a raspy plea.
“Nah, I think you’ll come first.”I fuck and stroke, fuck and stroke, and he bounces on my cock.
“Oh…oh…oh!”His chants and hardening dick signal that he’s almost there.But his muscled body and perfect ass have me barreling to the end, too.
“Shit, Taz, I’m gonna…”
“Oh…yes!”With a shout, Taz shoots hot semen over my hand.
The feel of his orgasm has me clamping my eyes, flying over the edge of paradise.“Fuuhhh…” All of my nerves are on fire as I climax for an eternity.My hips thrust faster, then slow down as the best orgasm I’ve ever had flows through me.
After the solar flare in my mind dissipates, I pull out and collapse next to Taz.When he looks at me, his blue eyes somehow shine in the dark room.He wipes his sweat-laden bangs off his forehead, and I scoot closer to peck his lips.
“For the record,” I say, catching my breath.“I made you orgasm first.So, I win.”
He shuts his eyes and waves his hand in the air.“I don’t even care.You can win that contest for the rest of our lives.”With that, we both crack up, still drunk on the euphoria of post-orgasm.I don’t need to interpret what Taz just said or what it implies.
Nothing else exists except this bed and this amazing man stroking my shoulder, laughing like we don’t have a care in the world.
“Great work,” Chief Tuttle says without looking up.He’s gazing at our piece of the gauntlet, now secure in a glass box being held by Girish.Necia, Taz, and I stand on the opposite side of the wooden meeting-room table.It’s the first time we’re able to observe the relic as agents since I handed it over yesterday.
“Can’t wait to study this thing,” Girish remarks.
“Let’s get it in the vault,” the chief announces.He looks at Taz and me and nods in satisfaction.“You two did a huge service.”
“It’s part of the job,” I say.
“And I’m all about the job,” Taz adds.His smoldering look at me has my pulse picking up.The way he says job reminds me that we swapped blow jobs yesterday morning.
We’d shared a quiet haze of sexual satisfaction as we cleaned up that morning, checked out of the hotel, walked to the antiques shop, purchased a potentially dangerous dark relic, and made the long trek back to the Union.
The past two days actually happened.Taz and I made love in the city of love.
“Here’s hoping you consider becoming a full-fledged agent one day, Mr.Devries.”The chief gives a small salute and saunters off with Girish.
“We do work well together,” Taz remarks.He looks me up and down, and nervousness grows in my gut.Has he always had such a sexy accent?It used to infuriate me, his air of superiority.But now the way he studies me has my cock hardening.This is what happens when you hook up with your former rival.The way his ass felt on my mouth and dick…
“Great job, boys.”Necia’s voice startles me, and I stand up straight.She gives us a coy grin and continues, “I knew you wouldn’t fail us.You’re a dynamic duo, after all.”
