He moved the hand wrapped around Oz’s cock down, cupping his balls, rolling them in his palm, feeling the weight and heat of them, the pre-orgasm tension. Oz whimpered, spreading his legs further apart, his thighs trembling with the effort of keeping still.
Seth indulged in a few moments of sucking Oz’s cock greedily, swirling his tongue around the head. He felt so good in Seth’s mouth, heavy and warm, more than big enough to be satisfying.
Oz was like a dream come true. Given the chance, Seth could have played with him forever.
Between the pressure in his throat and the tug of his fingers around his cock, he knew he wasn’t going to last long. Luckily, it didn’t seem like Oz was going to, either, judging by the way his hips were rocking minutely, his control slipping.
Seth moved the hand holding Oz’s balls back a little way, pressing firmly on the sensitive spot behind them, rubbing back and forth. Oz reacted immediately, a low, deep groan that started in the pit of his stomach breaking up the sound of panting and blood rushing in Seth’s ears.
Everything felt so good right now, from the way Oz’s fingers were digging into Seth’s shoulder to the tension in his thighs. Seth was so close to coming, urgency making him rock his hips into his hand, and he could tell Oz wasn’t far behind.
Seth wanted to tell Oz how hot he was, or how full and needy and close he felt right now, but he couldn’t bring himself to give up Oz’s cock long enough to do that.
Instead, he screwed his eyes shut, pressing his tongue against the vein under Oz’s cock and hollowing his cheeks. He wanted Oz to come, now, because there was no way he could hold out for much longer.
“Seth,” Oz gasped above him. “Gonna… so close.”
Seth hummed around Oz’s cock, trying to let him know that he understood, that it was okay to come, that he wanted it.
Almost at the same time, Oz gripped his shoulder tight, jerked his hips forward, and spilled into Seth’s mouth, coating his tongue and hitting the back of his throat, leaving him fighting to swallow around him even as his own orgasm hit.
His head spun as he came, his own hips jerking into his hand as he moaned and swallowed around Oz’s cock, sucking him dry. He eased off slowly, coming to a stop with a low, heartfelt moan that sent another ripple of pleasure coursing down Seth’s spine, making him gasp at the intensity of the aftershock.
Seth let go of his cock, too sensitive to enjoy his own touch anymore, and licked his lips. His throat was sore, his jaw hurt, and he felt just as wrung out as he had with Oz in his ass.
Above him, Oz panted harshly, his thighs trembling with the effort of continuing to stand.
Seth pulled away, panting to catch his breath, dizzy and exhausted.
He scooted backward as Oz slid down the wall, his whole body heaving with every breath, his softening cock hanging between his legs.
Seth coughed a few times, still recovering.
“You okay?” Oz asked, genuine concern in his voice.
“Awesome,” Seth croaked. He cleared his throat, swallowing a few times to ease the lingering soreness.
Once again, Oz was definitely worth it.
“C’mere,” Oz said, holding his arms out.
Seth hesitated. He didn’t cuddle. He wasn’t the kind of man who cuddled.
On the other hand, he really,reallywanted to cuddle with Oz right about now.
He dragged himself closer, letting Oz do most of the work to pull him in so he was leaning against his shoulder and breathing a deep, contented sigh once he’d settled in place. The cold floorboards of his front hall should have been uncomfortable to sit on, but Seth didn’t care right now.
He shifted to get a little more comfortable, and let his eyes fall closed for a moment, breathing in Oz’s warm, familiar scent and letting the sound of his slowing heartbeat soothe him.
“I could sleep for a week right about now,” Oz said, his voice already heavy. It was just as well they had all night, because Seth felt the same way.
“Yeah, well,” he responded, fighting to stop himself yawning. “Payback’s a bitch.”
Oz snorted. “Payback washot. You’re forgiven.”
“Good,” Seth said. “You enjoyed it, anyway.”
“I did,” Oz agreed, taking a deep, long breath and then letting it out slowly, tightening his grip on Seth just a tiny bit. “I enjoy you.”
