Undoing the fastenings on Stephen’s pants, he then pulled them down, along with his underwear, letting it pool at his ankles. Brenden bent down and licked the shaft up to the head, feeling the veins pulsing on his tongue.
Stephen hissed and shuddered as Brenden took his cock in his mouth inch by inch. Fingers gripped his hair, digging into his scalp. He kneaded and rubbed his lover’s legs before slipping a hand between them and fondled Stephen’s balls. The hand that had a tight grip on the back of his hair loosened as his head bobbed up and down.
“Shit, Brenden.” Stephen’s voice was thick with lust. Brenden sucked harder, his fingers pulling, fondling, and tugging on Stephen’s balls. Brenden moaned when his lover's cock hit the back of his throat.
“Oh fuck… oh God… oh fuck, shit…” Stephen chanted as the grip tightened again on his hair. His lover’s hips moved with desperation and Brenden allowed Stephen to fuck his mouth. Stephen groaned as hot cum spurted down his throat. Stephen whimpered when Brenden’s throat fluttered around his cock as he swallowed his lover's cum.
Stephen’s body sagged against the wall limply, trying to catch his breath. Brenden released the limp cock from his tight lips and looked up at his lover with a satisfied smirk. “I’m not sure what I did to deserve that, but tell me what it was so I can get pleasure like that again.” Brenden chuckled. “I think you just sucked out whatever senses I had left.” Stephen licked his lips running a hand through his hair. Brenden got to his feet, grabbing his lover by the base of his neck, tilting his head up, and smashing their lips together. Stephen moaned on contact.
“I satisfied you then?” Brenden asked after pulling back from their kiss.
“I’ll put it this way. Your mouth should be labeled as a dangerous weapon with the bureau.”
“That’s good to hear.” He chuckled, and slowly and gently walked them back to bed. “How about we take that pleasure a little further?” Brenden asked.
“What do you have in mind?”
“You, me, that comfy bed, and you screaming out my name loud enough to have the neighbors call the cops.”
Stephen stepped out of his pants and closer to Brenden rubbing his palms up and down his chest before pulling off the t-shirt he was wearing. “I like the sound of that. But what if we change things up a bit?”
“Oh,” Brenden said intrigued.
“Yes,” Stephen said before he pushed him backward. “Let’s see how loud I can make you scream to make the neighbors call the cops.”
Brenden pulled him down and moved his lips close enough to touch. “Bring it on, baby.”
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