Colton held Dean in place with one hand behind his head and the other on his lower back as their tongues began to dance and explore one another. Dean removed Colton’s jacket and tossed it onto the counter without breaking the kiss. Their hands explored underneath their shirts, fingertips dancing on bare skin, gently mapping and teasing.
Dean kissed every inch of Colton’s face and neck, giving him little bites on his lower lip, neck, and jaw. Colton gasped and shuddered. He could barely handle the onslaught.
“God. The things I want to do to you,” Dean groaned into his ear.
Colton nudged his jaw with his nose. “Show me,” he panted.
Dean swiftly removed Colton’s sweatshirt, examining the geography of his torso. “Damn, your body is a work of art.” His hands roamed across the ripples and curves of Colton’s muscles. “So hard, like a statue, but your skin is so soft and warm.”
Goosebumps formed across his body as Dean continued to explore, kissing his way down his torso, past the little tuft of hair between his pecs, taking adequate time to worship his nipples, abs, and belly button.
Colton’s breathing became heavy and erratic. Watching Dean explore his body had him hard as a rock, the hardest he'd ever been, he was pretty sure. His cock pulsed as it strained against his sweats as Dean dropped to his knees before him.
***
Dean
Dean tucked his fingers into Colton’s sweats and pulled them to the floor. He admired Colton’s naked body before him…his thick cock rock hard, curving upward and throbbing with his pulse. He’s more beautiful than Dean could have ever imagined, the perfect specimen of man.
“Fuck. Look at these quads.” Dean lightly punched his thighs with his fists. Dean kissed Colton’s hip and looked up at him, then he licked the tip of his cock, tasting the salty precum, and Colton quivered with a gasp.
Dean parted his lips and slowly took the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head, his eyes locked with Colton’s.
Colton dropped his head back and moaned in a deep, guttural “Fuuuuck! What are you doing with your tongue?”
He teased Colton a little longer, licking the entire shaft, salivating over his balls, before fully receiving Colton down his throat.
Colton groaned, “Oh my God. That feels so good.”
Dean pulled back and stroked Colton’s cock with a smirk. “Don’t you dare come yet.” He returned to swallowing Colton deep down his throat with gusto, stroking his cock with his tongue.
Dean worshiped Colton thoroughly, probing his ass with his hands and fully servicing him with his mouth. Their eyes remained fixed on one another, with Dean on his knees, positioned to serve.
Dean was in complete control, the maestro, conducting an orchestra of Colton.
He expertly guided Colton through a lustful crescendo of desire, building in intensity until the quivering finale.
Colton shook and jerked. ”Oh God, I’m almost there.” He tried to pull away, but Dean grabbed his ass and engulfed him fully, taking his cum deep in his throat. “Fuck Dean, fuuuucck!”
Dean could feel Colton’s legs shaking with the intensity of his orgasm as he hungrily swallowed every drop of his release. He slowly stood, placing small kisses in his wake as he gently brought Colton back to reality. He met his gaze as his eyes refocused and welcomed him back to Earth with a deep kiss.
“Oh my God. Your tongue is magic,” Colton whispered, kissing Dean’s cheek. “That’s the best blowjob I’ve ever had.”
“Mmmm. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.” Dean said, as he jokingly licked the tip of Colton’s nose.
Dean started to pull away but Colton grabbed his wrist, spun him around against the counter, and smiled playfully. “Your turn.”
In an instant, Dean’s clothes were off and Colton was caressing his chest, licking across his abs, blithely tracing the little trail of brown hair below his belly button, down to the promised land.
He nervously looked up at Dean. “Um, this is pretty big and I’ve never done this before. I hope it’s ok.”
Dean ran his fingers through his hair, with a reassuring look. “You’ve got this. Go for it.”
Colton began slowly, with little licks and kisses, appreciating every inch of Dean’s anatomy. Then he went for it, sliding Dean’s hard cock into his mouth, only struggling with his size once or twice.
Colton’s mouth was so warm. Dean continued to encourage him, stroking his hair, guiding his movement.
Watching Colton with his pouty lips wrapped around his cock and his beautiful, hungry eyes looking up at him drove him absolutely feral.
