Ramin inhaled Noah’s musk. Honey and wood and sweet-and-sour ball sweat. His whole body was buzzing. A droplet of sweat traced a path behind his ear and down his neckline.
He looked up at Noah again. Had he said something?
“Huh?”
“Condom?” Noah held up the foil packet.
Ramin stared at the XXL in black block letters.
On the one hand, safe sex was important. Really fucking important.
On the other hand, he was negative across the board.
And on the third leg, he thought he might die, literally die, if he didn’t taste Noah’s cock.
“You really haven’t been with anyone since the divorce?”
“Really.”
“I’m on PrEP. I’m good without it if you are.”
Noah cocked his head for a second, then slipped the condom away.
“All right.” His eyes sharpened again, his brows furrowed, his voice lowered to a growl. “I’ve seen the way you stare at me. When you think I’m not looking. You want this?”
He hefted his cock and smacked it against Ramin’s face. Ramin hoped it wouldn’t leave a mark.
Actually, fuck that. He hoped itwould.
He wanted Noah to mark him.
He stuck out his tongue, met Noah’s piercing gaze.
Fuck his legs falling asleep. He could stay like this forever.
As long as Noah gave him his cock.
“Then get to it. We’ve got a train to catch.”
Fuck, this was really happening.
Ramin leaned in. He started with little kisses of Noah’s inner thighs, but Noah gave a grunt of impatience, so Ramin moved to kissing his balls, bathing them with his tongue, sucking gently on the tender skin. Noah tasted like man. Like hard work. Like sun and salt and heaven.
Ramin released Noah’s balls and ran his tongue in one long, slow move up the underside of Noah’s cock, paying close attention to the way Noah’s breath hitched. He made out with the tip, collected the thread of precum before it could escape, traced the dark line of Noah’s circumcision scar. Then he worked up as much spit as he could and wrapped his lips around Noah’s head.
“Yeah,” Noah murmured. “Just like that.”
Ramin’s dick felt like it was going to snap in two. He reached for it, but Noah kneed his arm out of the way.
“Did I say you could touch yourself? You get off when I say you get off.”
Ramin’s chest tightened and he nearly came in his pants. Holy shit, Noah was into this.
Ramin was too. He sucked harder and brought his hand up to stroke the part of Noah’s cock that didn’t fit in his mouth.Yet.The skin waswarm and smooth, Noah’s hair soft and a little wild as it tickled the back of Ramin’s hand.
He caressed Noah’s length with his lips, increasing the pressure with each stroke. He traced his tongue against the firm tube on the underside, felt the steel beneath the velvet. Noah’s cock flexed and jumped in his mouth, so hard, so sudden he caught Ramin’s teeth. But Noah just grunted and moaned again as Ramin corrected the problem.
Ramin drank in every sound Noah made. Savored every twitch of his cock. Relished the shifting of Noah’s balls as he cradled them in his free hand.
