“Don’tyoustart,” Joshua grumbled.
“OK,” David said. “I’m returning to my suite where the only thing I have to contend with is my ditzy little husband. And since you two can’t form coherent sentences, I’m taking over the dinner plans. We’ll leave for the Lido at seven-thirty.” He pointed at Joshua. “And be back here by nine!”
“Goddamn right!” Joshua shouted at his retreating back, then fell on top of Colin, sucking and biting on his neck while Colin clutched him close, shaking with laughter.
“Stop it! That tickles!” He pinned Joshua’s arms against his sides and nuzzled his cheek. “What time is it?”
Joshua squirmed in Colin’s arms until he could see the clock. “It is 6:47 p.m. Why?”
Colin offered a mischievous smile and waggled his eyebrows. “That gives usplentyof time, pretty boy.”
“To dowhat?” Joshua teased.
“Like you don’t know,” Colin muttered against Joshua’s lips.
“Wait,” Joshua said, struggling to get out of bed.
“Where the hell are you…”
Joshua moved to the door connecting the two suites, opened it, waved, closed it again, and locked it while Colin lay on the bed, peering at him. “Sweetie, what thehell?”
Joshua yanked his T-shirt over his head and tossed it toward Colin. “You want Nate bouncing in here while we’re in the middle of…”
“…bouncing?” Colin finished.
Joshua gave no response but removed his jeans and briefs while Colin watched.
“You gonna just lay there and gawk?” Joshua asked. “Or are you going to get out of those clothes so we can…”
“…bounce?” Colin suggested, giggling as he stripped off his jeans and sweatshirt.
Joshua sprawled on the bed next to his husband. He touched Colin’s chin with his index finger, then ran it down his throat and over his chest. He paused at the ‘treasure trail’ cascading down Colin’s tight abdomen in a sandy whorl and glanced at his husband, leaning on an elbow, watching him.
“Well, don’t stopnow,” Colin told him, reaching to slide his fingers through Joshua’s soft, dark curls.
Joshua bent and pressed his lips to Colin’s navel, swirling his tongue around it in a soft circle. At the same time, his fingers continued their slow exploration of Colin’s body, skating up and down the inside of his muscular thigh. He rubbed his cheek against Colin’s abdomen while his hand cupped and caressed Colin’s balls. He could feel him writhe against the bed, hear his soft moans, see the pulse of his erect cock, and smell the musky scent of male pheromones. He knew Colin was craving more, longing for Joshua to take him to that place that only their shared passion could reach. But at this moment, Joshua’s every sense was firing off lightning bolts of sensation. He was drowning in feeling, all sense of himself lost, as the desire induced by Colin’s naked skin lifted him to ecstasy. He could feel himself slipping further away from reality as if all the doubts and insecurities that once churned within him were being washed away by the torrent of passion that now engulfed them both.
He heard Colin's breath hitch as his mouth closed around Colin’s sensitive shaft. His lips slid up and down the length of him, his skilled tongue tracing the veins and head, feeling his heart pound as Colin arched his back, his hands gripping the sheets as he moaned in pleasure.
Joshua's fingers continued to tease Colin's balls, massaging with soft, gentle touches, offering every sensation possible. He sucked harder, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head of Colin's cock. He wanted this. He wanted it so badly. To feel Colin’s desire. To bring him to the very edge of sanity. Then, to join him in ecstasy as their bodies merged into one.
Colin’s hands seize both Joshua’s arms, pulling him off his cock, jerking him higher in the bed until he was sprawled on top of his husband’s body. “C’mere,” Colin croaked, then pressed Joshua’s mouth to his, claiming his lips in a kiss so devastating that Joshua whimpered and cried out against Colin’s lips. “A blow job won’t do it, bud,” Colin growled. “Not tonight.” His hands slid up Joshua’s back and gripped his shoulders, fingernails digging into his skin, crushing their bodies together. At the same time, his mouth reclaimed Joshua’s, kissing him repeatedly, his tongue sliding between Joshua’s parted lips in a rough, wet thrust.
Joshua’s hand slapped against the bedside table, not once allowing Colin’s lips to leave his as he fumbled with the items there. He felt Colin’s tongue stroke his own in a slow, seductive caress that teased a moan from his lips. He inhaled deeply, sucking Colin’s tongue, drawing in the scent of their merged bodies, then he gripped the plastic tube of lubricant and reared back. “You want to change places?” He asked, his voice husky as he leaned over his husband, the tube gripped tightly in his hand.
“Not unless you do,” Colin whispered, sliding his fingers over Joshua’s chest.
Joshua filled his hand with lubricant and then slathered Colin’s erection with the slippery substance, smiling when he heard his husband gasp and moan beneath his hands. He used Colin’s cock to lubricate his body, then rose to his knees, poised over the rock-hard erection, rubbing the head of Colin’s cock against his puckered opening until he saw Colin’s eyes roll back in his head. “Goddammit, Josh!” he ground out through clenched teeth.
Joshua sucked in a long breath, then lowered himself onto his husband’s rigid shaft. “Oh god!” he breathed out as the hard, pulsing flesh entered his body. He bent forward, eyes closed, one hand propped against Colin’s broad shoulder, sucking in short, heated gasps through clenched teeth. “Oh, god,” he hissed. “Oh, god!”
It was always the same. When Colin’s hardness first entered his body, the pleasure was so immediate and intense that he teetered on the brink of consciousness, his entire being focused on that one place where he and his beloved were joined. Gasping and whimpering, he sank lower, taking in more of Colin’s wide girth. Colin threw his head back, and Joshua felt the sharp sting of fingernails digging into his hips.
He felt Colin thrust, then thrust again. Joshua cried out in both pleasure and brief, sharp pain as Colin’s hips lifted, moving faster, his plunging hardness driving into Joshua’s body again and again. At the same time, Joshua hunched over him, his hands gripping his husband’s shoulders, his entire body tensed and shuddering, teetering on the edge of orgasm.
Colin’s big fist closed around Joshua’s shaft, jerking and stroking in perfect time with the frenzied arching of his hips, and Joshua bit down hard on his lower lip, grunting as each of Colin’s massive thrusts drove the air from his lungs, lost in a pleasure that was almost agony.
Colin gave a strange cry that was half ecstasy, half pain, and Joshua felt him shudder as he came, his arms growing tight, crushing their bodies together. “Colin!” he cried out, then stiffened as his own jarring, pulsing climax shattered him with wave after wave of raw pleasure.
