Page 27 of Sad Boy


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He releases me enough so I can brush my nose along his mouth, hiding a grin when he sucks in a breath.

“Just my lips. What fun would sex be if I couldn’t kiss you other places?”

So he wants to kiss me as much as I want to kiss him. Good. “I don’t think I could have agreed otherwise. I need to taste you, baby boy.”

Gripping his ass tighter, I press him down on my dick and swipe my tongue up his throat to prove my point.

The way he shudders and moans from such a simple thing tells me two things — he’s responsive as fuck, and I’m definitely not the only one who needs this.

I don’t think either of us have the patience to go all the way, but that’s okay. As much as I want to bury myself inside of him and claim him as mine, I know baby steps are the best way to go about this, and I’m willing to do this the right way for him. I think I’d do anything for him. “Are you hard for me? Let me see.”

Still trembling, he leans back a little bit and undoes his jeans, hesitating just a moment before he takes a deep breath and pulls himself out. I’d give anything in the world to know what’s running through his head right now, but all I want to do is clearaway all those doubts and turn the voices down for him. Because that’s what he does for me.

I help him stand so I can tug his pants and briefs down, then pull up his shirt so I can kiss along his stomach. “Take everything off. I need to see all of you.”

I’m already shirtless and I’m not wearing any underwear, so I stay the way I am so he can decide how and when I strip for him.

I’m sure I won’t look half as good as he does as he tosses his shoes and clothes aside and stands before me, body flushed and cock shining with need.

How could Leo ever look at him and want anyone else?

It’s almost jarring to see how many rose tattoos he’s gotten since we met, and there are at least four new ones I’ve never seen before. One of them looks fresh.

I nearly reach out to touch it, but I manage to keep my hands to myself and take my time admiring every single inch. “Goddamn, Sid. I knew you’d be beautiful, but I didn’t expect you to be fucking flawless.”

With a hiss I squeeze my dick and internally tell his ass to wait as Sidney spins slowly for me. “Hardly flawless, but I try.” As he faces me again, he holds out his hand to me. ”C’mere.”

You’re flawless to me, because your flaws are exactly what I want.

I take my time getting to my feet and closing the distance between us, my hands falling to his hips as I tug him against me.

He stays there for a moment, running his hands down my chest, then drops to his knees. His eyes stay on the floor as he tugs my pants down and off of each of my feet, only looking up again when I’m bare.

There’s a fire in those blue eyes this time as they travel up my body to my face. “Can I touch you, Lee?”

“Of course you can. Wherever — however you want, pretty boy.”

I offer him the cockiest smile I can muster, but he puts me to shame with the smirk he returns.

There’s nothing timid at all about Sidney Crane.

His tongue slides from the inside of my thigh all the way up to my balls, and then those disappear into his mouth before I can brace myself.

“Fu-cking hell, Sid.” My neglected cock twitches so hard it bumps his nose, and I reach down to grip his hair like he did mine. “You want to suck my dick, baby boy?”

The little shit doesn’t answer me. He sucks my balls until I physically pull him back, and even then, he fights my grip to get to my cock. His eyes are wild as he licks the head and fights to get more, and I’m too weak to deny him. I’m as desperate as he is to feel his mouth on me, so I loosen my grip and watch as he swallows me fucking whole.

Jesus Christ, I was right about him.

Sid shifts so he can rut against my leg as he sucks me, keeping me buried deep enough that breathing naturally is hard.

Of course that doesn’t stop him in the slightest. My boy was made to please, and I want nothing more than to please him in return. “Just like that, baby. Show me how much you want my cum.”

He scoots back and looks up to meet my eyes as his mouth moves to my tip and his hands curl around me too. It feels so fucking good I almost let him keep going, but I need to feel more of him. “Fuck, I don’t want to stop you, but I need you on me. Come here, beautiful.”

I reach down and lift him up with ease, carrying him to my bed so he can sit on my lap, and when our cocks brush for the first time I fucking whimper. Not kissing him is going to kill me, but going another day without having his body against mine will kill me faster.

So I’ll take whatever he’s willing to give me, even if that’s not forever.