My leg thumped against the tile floor as I spread my legs to get better balance, and I stared down at him in a mixture of wonder and…appreciation. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight of a guy kneeling before me, but definitely not Walker. Even back in the day, he had been reserved, a little testy, and completely in control of everything, and while he had grown a lot more testy, everything else was the same. Yet here he was, looking like he was giving in to the moment and letting go of the control he normally had all in the service of trying, and succeeding, in making me feel good.
“God,” I muttered as I watched him bob on my cock with renewed speed. “Ya keep goin’ like that and I ain’t gonna last long again. Christ, don’t make me blow yet, please.”
“I’m not going to apologize,” he said once he pulled off, and I stared at him, the rim of his lips wet from the enthusiastic attempt to suck me off, the lips swollen and his eyes glazed with desire.
Muttering another curse, I helped him to his feet, grabbing him by the shoulder and waist and pushing him back. Ordinarily, I would be self-conscious about the noise I was making and cautious that I would catch his foot with my metal leg, but I just pushed him until his back hit the partial wall that separated the bed space from the sitting area.
I kissed him, sliding my hand into his hair to grip tightly as he gave a low groan and arched into me, reaching between us to grip my cock so they were between our bodies as I rutted against him with a grunt of pleasure. He shivered when my fingers slid down the side of his head, my nails catching against his skin.
“Pain?” I asked hoarsely rather than apologizing.
“Depends on the person,” he said evenly, but I could feel the way he was tense, and I hoped it was with anticipation.
Reaching down, I wrapped my hand around his cock again and bent my head to suck the underside of his jaw. My hand slid easily across his shaft as I pumped, hearing him moan faintly before twitching my head to the side and letting my teeth sink into the warm, taut skin of his neck. His breath came out in a hot burst against my shoulder, his fingers closing into a grip as he groaned sharply after taking a deep breath.
“F-fuck,” he said weakly.
I dragged my teeth down his neck before pulling him away from the wall and pushing him onto the bed. He landed with a slight bounce, pushing up onto his arms as I descended, catching his mouth with mine as I ground against him again.
Pulling back, I stared down at my hand when I realized it was damp. Glancing down, it had come from his dick, which was leaking enough that there were smears all over my stomach and on my shaft. I’d never been one to make a mess until the end, but I knew that some did all the way through, and apparently Walker was one of those people.
“What?” Walker asked as he looked up at me with confusion.
“Hmm,” I hummed, wrapping my hand around his cock as mine fell under his body and slid along his ass. I knew damn well we weren’t going to make it long enough for me to penetrate him, and we were definitely going to need more than spit and a prayer. That didn’t change the fact that feeling the warmth ofhis ass from the outside was enough to send constant zings of pleasure through me as I peered down at him.
Considering he’d apparently made his own lube, my hand slid smoothly over his dick as I pushed against him, letting the head of my cock press against his hole before sliding up along to his lower back again. All while I continued jerking him off as I watched him spread out beneath me. Maybe it was just the hormones, or maybe it was the fact that something I’d never known existed was awakening inside me, but he was a sight to see. His cheeks were growing redder, his mouth parted as he softly groaned while he gripped the sheet. If this was what he looked like when I was pretending I was going to fuck him, then I definitely needed to see what it looked like when I was balls deep.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “Cade.”
“Gonna come? I hope so, ’cause I ain’t lastin’ much longer,” I admitted.
“Don’t stop,” he breathed, and I’d had enough experience with other people to figure that command universally meant I shouldn’t stop—not the act, not the pace, nothing.
It was less than a minute before his heaving chest froze and his body shuddered, pushing down against my cock. His hips pressed so hard if it hadn’t been for the fact that I was big and there wasn’t a trace of lube, I was sure he would have popped the head into himself while he cried out. His dick twitched in my hand as he sprayed his stomach, chest, and neck with a low groan.
That was all I needed to reach down with my other hand and grip myself, giving only a few pumps before I hissed, hips twitching as I coated his ass and the unfortunate comforter under him with my cum. It wasn’t quite the pent-up mess I’d released the other day, but it was enough to still count. It looked like he was absolutely covered in cum, and the thought was stillhot even as the calm that came with post-nut clarity seeped into my thoughts.
“Jesus,” he muttered, wiping his forehead again. “That was…alright.”
“Alright?” I asked, wrinkling my nose. “Gimme time, I dunno what I’m doin’ here.”
“No, I didn’t mean that it was alright; I meant…and you’re fucking with me,” he said when I started laughing.
“Yeah,” I admitted, drawing my hand back and looking at it. “Ya made a mess.”
“I’m the mess, in case you didn’t notice,” he said with a sigh. “Though I guess it was good we did thisbeforeI got in the shower.”
“Probably,” I said with a chuckle, drawing my hand closer and running my tongue through the mess.
Walker froze, staring at me. “What the fuck?”
“I think ya might have a better diet than me,” I said with a frown. “More fruit for me, I guess.”
“Seriously? That was like…the gayest thing you’ve done so far, and there’s been some pretty gay things.”
“What?” I asked with a frown. “Ain’t my first time tastin’ cum. I mean, first time tastin’ someone else’s, but?—”
He stared at me. “You’ve tasted yourself?”
