“Areyou okay?Youseemed upset outside.”Ismoothed my hands over his chest, coming to rest on his shoulders.Hewas tense enough thatIconsidered finding a way upstairs and into one of the rooms.
Ansonstared at a spot just over my shoulder, his jaw working as he tried to put his thoughts together.Ididn’t rush him, knowing he’d speak when ready.Hisshoulders slumped as if he’d suffered a defeat. “Helikes you, andIdidn’t like the way he had his hands on you.Maybethat’s unfair of me to say, but it felt like ifIwasn’t here, he’d be all too happy to give you everything you want.Andinstead, you’re here with me, andI’ma complete headcase.”
“Heynow…”Islid a hand around the back of his neck, the other still firmly over his heart. “I’mnot here for anyone but you.Iinvited you becauseIwanted to show you off to my friends.Theylove giving me shit about howIwas never interested in guys my age, so it was time for me to show them the reason older men have always done it for me.”
“You’renot helping,” he groaned.Yeah, that might have been the wrong thing to say when he was up in his feels about the way another older man had hugged me.Dammit, nowIwas back to being turned on by his jealousy. “I’mnot sure whatI’mdoing here,Kevin.Idon’t fit in.I’venever been a party person, and whenIgo to big gatherings like this, it’s usually a stuffy fundraiser for one charity or another.Addin everything you’ve told me about what this space is used for at other times, andI’mdrowning.”
“Ifyou really don’t want to be here, we’ll leave.”Yes,Iwanted to see my friends, but not if he was miserable. “Otherwise, we can hang out for a bit.Ithink if you let yourself, you’ll have a good time.Doyou trust me?”
“Yeah.”Hesighed, dropping his head to my shoulder.Arare display of vulnerability that reminded me he struggled when he wasn’t in control. “I’mnot going to be a buzzkill for you.Andif you can’t find me at some point, know it’s not becauseI’mrunning.Ijust need some space.”
“Ican give you that,”Ipromised.Ansonwas being honest, andI’dgive him whatever he needed to find his comfort zone. “Now, you have two options.”
“O-okay?”Hegrabbed the belt on my coat again, holding me close.Ihooked my thumbs into his belt loops, pressing my lower body to his.Iloved that we were about the same size because it made things line up just right.
Heneeded a distraction, andIwas starting to think an orgasm was the best option.Iwasn’t exactly an exhibitionist, but then again,I’dnever really had the opportunity to see if it was somethingImight enjoy.Andright now,Iwas very much into the idea of helping him relax in the one wayIknew was guaranteed to proveIdidn’t have eyes for anyone but him. “Doyou want to go out there and find my friends, or…?”
Insteadof saying whatIwas thinking,Ipushed my hand between our bodies, cupping his dick.Hemoaned, rocking into the touch asIstroked him through the fabric.Whenhe didn’t push me away,Icurled my fingers around his waistband, dragging him around the corner.Therewas still a chance someone could catch us in the act, but at least we’d have the illusion of privacy. “Ithought you said this wasn’t that type of party.”
“It’snot, butIassure you we won’t be the only ones fooling around.Thebarn has tons of spots like this where a couple can sneak off and do their thing without the entire room knowing what’s going on,”Iexplained asIpopped the button on his jeans.Hisdick had gone from half-mast to hard as steel by the timeIpushed the denim low enough to pull him out. “Handor mouth?”
“Ohfuck,Kevin.”Hishead thumped against the rough-hewn wall behind him as his lower body arched into the sensation of me stroking him slow and soft.Itwouldn’t be near enough to get him off, butIwanted to make sure this was good for him.Hiseyes darted toward the main room as if checking to see if anyone was watching us. “Justlike that, baby.Don’tstop.”
Ileaned closer, nipping at his neck before kissing my way around to hisAdam’sapple.Thatwas a seriously underrated part of the male anatomy, one thatI’dlearned was a hot button forAnson.Mylips made their way up to the stubble on his jaw. “Areyou sure?Don’tyou want to push me to the ground and make me take every inch of you until tears are streaming down my face?”
“Can’t…think…”Hishands were pressed against the wall as he struggled to maintain control. “Gonnaget me off if you keep doing that.”
“That’sthe whole point.”Ichuckled, tightening my grip. “SoI’llask you again, do you want to come all over my hand or in my mouth?”
Hisonly answer was one strong hand pressing down on my shoulder.Itook a step back asIlowered myself to the ground.Itwas hard, cold, and uneven, but it was worth the painI’dbe in tomorrow becauseAnsonwas on his way to losing his mind.Ilicked a stripe from the base of his shaft to the head.Thepearl of precum leaking from his slit tasted like fucking manna.Hespread his legs as much as his pants would allow, andItook that as an invitation to push him a bit further thanIhad in the past.Upuntil this point,I’dbeen happy to roll over and let him fuck me senseless, but even if he never bottomed, it only seemed right that he should realize just how spectacular ass play could be.
Ipressed the pad of a finger against his taint, slowly getting him used to the idea of me touching him in placesInever had before asIsucked him deep, hollowing my cheeks to provide just the right amount of suction.Mytongue dragged along the underside of his shaft, teasing every veiny ridge.Ilooked up his body, humming at the appreciative way he looked down on me.
Hisfingers threaded through my hair, tugging and holding, guiding me where he wanted to feel my mouth. “You’vegot one hell of a mouth on you.Keepgoing.”
AlthoughIknew he meant he wanted me to blow his mind—literally—Idecided to go in the other direction as well.Myfinger slid farther back, working its way between his taut cheeks.Thiswould have been better with lube, butIhad to make do with whatIhad on hand.Andif that meant only toying with his rim, that would have to be enough for now.Hisfingers tightened, andIpaused, waiting to see if he would push me away.Notevery man was into having his ass played with, even if he was experienced.ForAnson, it could easily feel like an unwelcome invasion.
“Doit, baby.Iwant to know what it feels like,” he pleaded.Hisknees parted farther as he crouched, trying to give me more room.Histhighs bunched against my palms, andIleaned against him for support.Tearingapart his control, turning him into a pleading wreck, was a heady feeling.
Asmuch fun as it would have been to make him come apart with a finger against his prostate,Iwasn’t about to take him without some sort of slick.Ipulled off his cock, looking up into his glassy, lust-filled eyes. “IpromiseI’llshow you later.Forright now, just relax and let me finish you off.Beforetoo long, someone will come looking for us.Youwouldn’t want to meet my friends with this glorious cock hanging out, would you?”
Hisdick twitched.Histongue peeked out from between his lips as his eyes grew wide.Butstill, he didn’t say no.Maybewe’d explore our exhibitionist sides together.Hefisted his fingers in my hair again, this time yanking me just hard enough to be erotically painful.Therewas no mistaking where he wanted my mouth. “Youtalk too much.Getback to sucking me.Iwant to come down your throat.”
Onthe nights whenAnsonwas in the mood for sex,Iusually did everythingIcould to take advantage of his arousal.Tonight,Iwas having fun playing, teasing, drawing out the pleasure.Itdidn’t matter to me that we were in a semi-public space.Hedeserved to know what an orgasm could feel like when it wasn’t a race to the finish. “Bepatient and let me take care of you.”
Theconflict over whether to acquiesce was written all over his furrowed brow and pinched lips.Slowly, the grip on my hair released, andAnson’sbody slumped against the wall.Hewas relenting, butIwouldn’t make the mistake of thinking this one moment meant a permanent shift for him.Hewas overstimulated and in his head, andI’djust given him permission to let go of everything.
Theminutes felt like they dragged on for hours of me on my knees, worshipping this man who’d given me so much of himself.Itwas better than any physical giftIcould have received.Atone point, he brought a fist up to his mouth, biting to stifle his moans of pleasure.Hisballs tightened against my palm and his lower body tensed, signaling the end was near.Ratherthan push him further,Islipped a hand between his legs, pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerves at his rim asIredoubled my efforts on his shaft.
“Fuck,Kevin.Gonnacome,” he warned me.Iburied my face against his groin, working my throat around the tip of his cock. “Feelsso fucking good.Dothat again.”
Hisentire body went lax as the first jet of cum hit the back of my throat.Hisbody twitched as wave after wave of release flowed through him.Itwasn’t until he went still thatIslowly pulled off his shaft, rocking back on my heels.
Themood and all my hard work were shattered as he began tucking himself away when a voice echoed in the small space. “Youreally need to be more careful about what you’re doing.Wouldn’tdo you any favors to find yourself in some sort of sex scandal while you’re trying to run for mayor.”
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