Colton smiled and kissed his nose. “I thought you’d never ask.”
In one quick motion, he whisked Dean off the sofa and carried him to the bed, bridal style.
Dean laughed as he dropped onto his bed.
They snuggled in for the night, Colton close behind Dean, his hand around his waist, their fingers laced together…big spoon, little spoon.
As they both drifted to sleep, Dean couldn’t erase the smile from his face.
Epic fucking day!
Chapter 29
Colton
Colton woke with a smile…rested, refreshed, and ready for more. Dean was already awake, on his side and propped up on an elbow, resting his head on his hand, watching him sleep.
“Morning, sunshine.” Dean smiled. “How did you sleep?”
“Mmm…morning, handsome!” Colton rolled Dean onto his back and crawled on top. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a better night’s sleep.” He kissed Dean deeply, grinding him into the bed, lazily sliding their hard cocks together as he began kissing his way down Dean’s body.
Colton couldn’t believe everything that had happened over the last twenty-four hours, but there was no denying it. He had blown Dean and got a mind-numbing blowjob in return. They spent the night together. It was fantastic.
And yet, Colton was still there, not freaking out. Not even a little bit. In fact, he's jumping in with both feet, ready for a whole lot more.
Colton’s quest for a wake-up blowjob was interrupted as Dean grabbed him by the head and pulled him back up so they were face to face.
Dean leveled him with a lustful stare. “Wait. Please, fuck me.”
Colton froze as a wave of excitement and panic washed through his brain.
Did he want to fuck Dean? Hell yes! Could he do this, make it good for Dean?
He’s not new to fucking, but this was a whole new ballgame…a whole new hole. But the mechanics were exactly the same. Right?
He could do this. He couldn’t half-ass this. This wasn’t just fucking around, or a random hookup, this was Dean. Dean, who made his stomach flutter for no reason, who made him laugh every day, who made his cheeks flush with heat with a simple smile. This needed to be perfect, mind-blowing.
Colton drew a breath. “Gladly,” he said with a mischievous grin.
Dean hastily reached over to the bedside table, grabbed a bottle of lube from the top drawer and tossed it to Colton.
Colton slid between his knees, looking down at Dean. He ran his hand across his cheek, across his plump lips, caressing down his neck and across his chest, flicking a finger across a nipple. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
He lightly traced his fingers down Dean’s rippling abs, across his hard cock resting on his belly, and down to his balls. He rubbed his muscular thigh and hamstring, lifting one leg to his shoulder. He kissed his ankle and wrapped his lips around his big toe.
Dean gasped and moaned and arched his back off the bed.
Oh, he likes that,Colton thought. He licked and sucked each toe, coating them with saliva, then ran his tongue across the bottom of his foot.
Colton opened Dean’s legs and began teasing him, rubbing the tip of his rigid cock around his hole, the gentle pressure, combined with a lot of lube, helping him slowly relax. As the head of his cock broke through, the heat of Dean’s body enveloped him and he began to bore himself deeper, slowly pressing himself further into Dean, all the way down to the base of his shaft.
Their bodies fit together perfectly.
Dean’s eyes fluttered and rolled back in his head. “Yes, Colton. Just like that. Don’t stop.” He moaned, rubbing Colton’s chest and abs.
“Fuck. You’re so tight,” Colton grunted, barely above a whisper. Feeling Dean’s tight hole clench around his cock, the enveloping warmness, squeezing his shaft with each thrusting motion, had Colton ready to explode.
Colton dropped down, pressing their chests together and kissing him deeply, their tongues dancing around their lips. Dean let out a groan, grabbing Colton’s hair, leaving long, gentle scratches down his back.
