“Jesus, Declan,” he choked out, his grip tightening in my hair.
I pulled off with a wet pop, spit slicking my lips as I smirked up at him.“You taste so fucking good,” I murmured before diving back in, taking him deeper this time, until the tip brushed the back of my throat.I relaxed, letting him slide deeper, feeling him hit that sweet spot that made my eyes water.My nose was buried in the wiry curls at the base of his shaft as his cock throbbed in my mouth.I loved that I could feel his thighs quivering under my hands.
I reached up, cupping his balls, rolling them gently in my palm.He was moaning now, his hips bucking into my face, his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust.I gagged softly, but I didn’t stop, couldn’t stop, not until he was fucking trembling above me, his hands gripping my head, holding me in place as he fucked my mouth.
“I’m close,” he warned, his voice tight.
I doubled down, sucking him harder, faster, my tongue working overtime to push him over the edge.
“Declan, fuck, I’m gonna come.”I kept sucking, and his body went rigid, his cock pulsing as he came, hot and thick, flooding my mouth.I swallowed every drop, sucking him clean until he was wrung dry, his knees buckling as he leaned heavily against the counter.
I pulled off with a satisfied smirk, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.“Way better than Wheaties,” I said, looking up at him with a grin.
Spencer stared down at me, his chest heaving, his cock still twitching.“What about you?”
I licked my lips, pushing to my feet.“I’m good.I just wanted another taste of you before we went our separate ways today.”
“That’s not fair.You shouldn’t be left hanging.”He leaned in and kissed me, moaning.His breath was warm as he pushed his tongue into my mouth.He rubbed his body against me, biting my lower lip.Then he pulled back, his eyes glittering with lust.“I like tasting my cum on your tongue.”
I shivered, and my cock ached.“Yeah?”
He cupped my dick, smiling.“I like a lot of things about you.”
“I changed my mind,” I said roughly.“Go get on the bed, ass in the air.”
“But—”
I put my hand over his.“I think it’s obvious I’m not going to take long.Promise.”
“Okay.”He squeezed my dick with a laugh, and then turned and trotted down the hallway, and I followed with Scout on my heels.When we reached the bedroom, I made Scout stay outside the bedroom.“Sorry, buddy.I need five minutes alone with your new best friend.”
I shut the door, and when I turned around, Spencer was on the bed, resting on his elbows, his bare ass in the air.Excitement buzzed through me as I stared at Spencer splayed out on my bed like a goddamn feast waiting to be consumed.His bare ass was up in the air, cheeks parted just enough to tease the tight pink pucker between them.That glistening asshole was practically begging for my cock.My mouth watered as I took him in.Fuck, he was perfect, tanned muscles taut, skin smooth, and that curve of his back leading down to his narrow hips.
I didn’t waste time.My hands were already shaking as I grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand, the slick, cool liquid coating my fingers as I squeezed out a generous glob.Spencer whimpered, already anticipating what was coming, and the sound shot straight to my throbbing dick.I slapped his ass, leaving a bright red handprint that made him gasp and arch his back even more.
“Thank you for this,” I said before sliding one lubed-up finger inside his hole.He groaned, and his hole squeezed my finger tight, and the way he clenched around me made me almost drool.I worked him open slowly, adding another finger, then another, stretching him wide enough to take my cock.His moans were breathy and desperate.
I grabbed a condom, tearing the wrapper open with my teeth before rolling it onto my rock-hard dick.The latex clung to me like a second skin, and I slapped my cock against his asshole, watching him shudder at the contact.
“Fuck me, Declan,” he begged.
“Like I could stop if I wanted to?”
I lined myself up with his hole, pressing the head of my dick against that tight entrance.I slowly pushed inside him, and the dirty little sounds he made were music to my ears.I pulled out and pushed back in harder, and then I was inside him.He bit the comforter, muffling his cries as his walls clenched around me like a vise.I pulled out almost all the way before thrusting back in, setting a punishing rhythm that had him clawing at the sheets.
“Shit, Spencer.”I grunted, gripping his hips hard, and his words were incoherent moans as I fucked him harder, faster, deeper.I was ready to bust in thirty seconds flat.I hadn’t been kidding when I said I wouldn’t last long.
His ass tightened around me, his body trembling as he got closer to the edge.I didn’t think he’d come again since he’d just shot a minute ago, but as I gave one final thrust, burying myself balls-deep inside him, his untouched cock spit cum onto the comforter.I groaned as I emptied myself into the condom, his hole quaking on my spurting dick.
“Jesus, fuck,” I mumbled as my vision blurred and I finished inside him.
I gave a few more weak thrusts, breathing hard, and we collapsed in a sweaty heap.I knew I was probably crushing him, but my muscles were like wet noodles.After a few moments, I rolled off him so he could breathe better, my hand resting on his firm ass.
We both started laughing.
I mumbled, “Okay, now we can get ready for the day.”
“Was that actually any quicker than just taking a shower together?”he asked, still laughing.
