“I’m not sure…”
David clocked Farzan’s jeans. “Your hard-on says otherwise.”
Farzan chuckled and then sighed. He didn’t say yes. But he did bite his lip.
“You really don’t want this?” David asked, letting his hands fall away.
Farzan turned and finally looked at him. His gaze moved from David’s eyes down to his lips, even lower to his sweats, and then back to his mouth.
David held his breath.
A second stretched between them, and David wondered if he’d misread things.
But then it snapped, and Farzan lunged, kissing him hungrily. David responded with equal desperation, pressing into Farzan’s warm mouth. Farzan’s tongue wasted no time in begging for entrance.
A whole-body chill swept up David’s back.
Fuck. Why had he ever thought about downloading Grindr again? This was so much better.
Farzan’s hands cupped his face, and David leaned in, pressing Farzan up against the back of the couch. But the shift in position made his stomach gurgle audibly.
Farzan laughed against his lips and broke the kiss. “I should’ve warned you. Khoresh karafs gives most people gas.”
“We’ve got to stop eating these big meals and trying to fuck after,” David said, licking the shell of Farzan’s ear. “But I’ve got two hands.”
And with that, he dug for Farzan’s waistband, fighting with the belt, finally getting off Farzan to push him back. Farzan was wearing another cute pair of underwear, black with roses printed on them, but David yanked them down to get at Farzan’s already-leaking cock.
“Fuck,” he moaned appreciatively, wrapping his hands around the warm, smooth skin. And then: “Fuck. Lube.”
He leapt off the couch, ran to his bedroom and grabbed it out of the bedside table. Back in a flash, he slicked Farzan’s hard length, giving his balls a gentle scratch, before leaning in for a kiss as he started stroking.
Farzan’s hands pawed at David’s waist, gripped his hardening cock through his sweats, but David shook him off. “Let me take care of you,” he whispered, lips brushing Farzan’s ear, savoring the full-body shudder that followed.
Last time David got Farzan off, he hadn’t gotten to study Farzan’s reactions. See his face turn red, see him bite his lips, see him unravel. But this was a sight to behold.
Farzan’s breath came in shorter and shorter gasps, in between bouts of kissing. David sucked on Farzan’s tongue, nibbled on his lower lip, then released him again to enjoy the mutteredfucks and gasps of pleasure.
“Fucking hot cock,” David muttered into Farzan’s ear, relishing the way Farzan’s neck arched in response. “You’ve been needing this, haven’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” Farzan grunted, and David grinned, but damn, he’d needed it too. Needed to feel Farzan’s cock again. Needed to whisperdirty promises in Farzan’s ear and watch him shiver and writhe. Needed to see Farzan come.
He brushed his nose against Farzan’s jaw, ran his teeth over Farzan’s pulse point, savored the way Farzan’s cock swelled in his hand in response.
“Yeah you have. Been needing it so bad.” He tightened his grip as Farzan squirmed and whimpered. The sound sent a lightning bolt straight to his core. He could feel himself leaking in his sweats as his dick flexed and strained. “You gonna come for me?”
And Farzan did with a gasp, coating David’s hands and spilling onto his shirt and jeans. David almost came himself, the sight was so hot, but he didn’t let up until Farzan flinched as his dick became sensitive.
Farzan turned to jelly, going all boneless in his arms and against the couch. David kissed him on the nose, then reached for a napkin to try to save his clothes.
As David wiped up the mess, Farzan breathed heavily. His head flopped over, showing off a languid, satisfied smile. His eyelids drooped, brown eyes shining, and David almost wanted to drown himself in them.
No. David shook himself. This had been about dealing with Farzan’s stress. Not getting all mushy about his bedroom eyes.
David cocked a grin. “Less stressed now?”
Farzan sighed, then let out a low laugh. “Definitely.”
eighteen
