My fingers clutched the duvet so hard it made my joints ache, my toes curling as I spread my thighs further apart, doing my best not to fuck his throat without permission because I didn’t want to make him choke. But then Ezra took me deeper, fucking deep-throating me and swallowing around me, and that was it.
Game fucking over.
I barely managed to get his name out as a warning before my cock pulsed on his tongue, shooting cum straight down his throat. Ezra’s eyes glittered as he looked up at me, swallowing my release and dragging my orgasm out until I was a fucking incoherent wreck, sobbing out broken moans.
“Such a perfect boy,” Ezra said, releasing my cock with a wet pop and pressing a soft kiss to the underside of the head. “Was that good? Did you like it?”
“Uh-huh,” I managed weakly, trying to nod as he knelt up in front of me, his hand on his cock. He groaned as he looked down at me, jerking himself hard and fast. “My… my face… want you to come on my face.”
“Are you sure?”
“Y-Yeah.” I could barely manage any words, so I wasn’t going to say anything I didn’t mean. And this would be a great way for me to see his dick up close and taste his cum without having to swallow. Kind of like a trial run.
I pulled my legs together and shuffled around on the bed so my head was closer to him. “Come on me, Ezra. It’s your turn to make a mess of me.”
“Fuck, baby, you say the sweetest things.” He groaned, eyes closing as he bit his lip. Pleasure looked so fucking perfect on him. I wanted to burn it into my memory forever—then I could relive it every time I shut my eyes. “Gonna come.”
I watched his face in awe as hot cum splattered across my chest and the bottom of my face, my eyes closing even though I didn’t want them to. But I guessed it was better than getting jizz in my eyes because a few drops did land on my nose and lashes.
If I’d thought Ezra had claimed me with his kisses, this was a whole new level of possession.
I liked it, though.
My tongue flicked out to taste some of his release. It was… salty… and something else too. Not my favourite thing but it could have been worse. And I was sure I’d get used to it. Or I could have him come down my throat where I couldn’t taste it. Ha ha, science!
Ezra let out a deep, pleased growl and the bed shifted as he lay down beside me, peppering my face with kisses. “Good boy,” he whispered. “You look so good like this. Love seeing you all messy. Gonna have to keep you covered in cum, I think.”
“And full of it?” I asked, twisting my head enough so I could find his mouth.
“Yes, puppy. Full of it too.”
He kissed me again and I sighed happily, feeling more relaxed and sated than I’d ever felt after sex before.
Yeah, I was definitely gay.
Like super fucking gay.
It felt like something inside me had finally unlocked, like I was finally getting started. And now I had a whole fucking list I wanted to explore with Ezra.
I just had to work out where to start.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Ezra
“Doyou think that will be enough?” Adam asked as I picked the box of mini Haribo bags up off my desk and tucked it under my arm. “It should be about one each, but maybe I should have ordered enough for two.”
“One each will be fine,” I said. “And if they complain, they get nothing.”
Adam chuckled hesitantly. “Better you than me telling them that.”
“Exactly, which is why I’m doing it,” I said, adjusting the bag that had a few other bits in it on my shoulder. “You can have the joy of editing it together later unless Leigh feels up to it.” She was off again with illness, which I’d told Adam was a migraine but was actually hyperemesis gravidarum, or extreme morning sickness. It sounded like hell, and we were currently working on a plan to adjust Leigh’s work to things she could manage from home, although I wondered if it continued whether she’d be signed off from work by the doctor so she could focus on resting.
“I can do it. I need to get better at editing,” Adam said.
“Sounds good. Back in a bit.”
I headed downstairs with the box tucked under my arm, the work phone and microphone stashed in my suit pocket, and stopped outside the dressing room. Most of the players were currently at breakfast, but they’d be coming out in a few minutes to get changed for their morning gym session and that was when I was going to ambush them.
