“That’s one I haven’t heard in forever. I always loved this slower version of yours,” Theo mused behind me. I smiled, continuing with the ‘Viva La Vida’ cover and eventually picking up with the lyrics. Theo slid onto the bench as I sang, leaning on me and sending sparks down my arm.
“You know, the looks and the sports talent were bad enough, but that voice of yours is proof that God plays favorites,” he quipped, kissing my shoulder.
I scoffed at his teasing and elbowed him. His laugh washed over me and even after hearing it all day, it made my heart thump erratically in my chest. I rested my forehead on his, breathing him in.
“I’m really glad we’re getting to do this.”
“Me too,” he replied softly. “I’ve been going kind of crazy barely seeing you. I might be your trophy husband, but I require more attention than this.”
“Hmm no, I’m sorry. You only get conditional affection when it suits my schedule.”
“I want a divorce…and my alimony won’t be cheap.”
“Oh good, I’ve been looking to trade in for a newer model.”
Theo hip-checked me hard enough to damn near catapult me off the bench. I laughed at his disgruntled expression, curving a hand around his neck and reeling him in for a possessive kiss. I slowly pulled back and his hooded eyes seared through me. The words got trapped in my throat while a melody echoed in my mind, giving me what my voice couldn’t.
I repositioned myself behind the keys and let the music flow. Theo recognized it instantly of course. “Faithfully” was one of the first songs I learned just for him and the blinding smile that spread across his face could have torn the heart straight from my chest.
I barely finished the song before Theo pounced, straddling me and claiming my mouth. He kissed me greedily, robbing me of coherent thought as his tongue dove in to tangle with mine.
I sought out the hem of his shirt, our mouths only separating long enough for me to rip it over his head. He quickly did the same for me, his fingers caressing my abs. I groaned when he moved them to stroke over my straining dick.
I reached behind him to close the fallboard over the keys and stood with him in my arms, gently setting him on top of the piano. My hand went to his chest and I pushed him back, a low laugh escaping me as he tried to chase my lips.
“Lean back for me, baby. Let me make you feel good.”
Theo’s eyes widened at my uncharacteristic display of dominance, but he fell back on his elbows and widened his legs. I tugged his swim shorts off and stood back to admire his lean, toned body and the ink covering his skin.
“You’re so fucking stunning, Theo,” I rasped, raking my gaze over him. “I want to spend hours tracing every tattoo of yours with my tongue and then mark them with my cum.”
“Fucking hell, Dawson. Where has this filthy mouth come from?” he panted, his body flushing pink with arousal. Ishrugged, not really having an answer other than I’ve been fucking dying to explore more with him, break out of the comfort zone of sex we’d had as teens. His blown out pupils and heavy breathing told me that he didn’t mind one bit.
“I want to see you,” he pleaded, staring longingly at the erection straining my own shorts. I pushed them down and stepped out of them, feeling the heated gaze he trailed down my naked form like a physical caress.
I stepped between his legs and ran my fingers teasingly down the coarse hair under his belly button that ran down to a thatch of trimmed blond hair, but it was his long, swollen cock that had me salivating. He hissed when I traced my index finger around the leaking head, gathering the precum there. I sucked it into my mouth, moaning from the hint of his flavor and then I fisted his length, stroking him slowly. I swooped down to kiss him again, plundering his sweet mouth as he fed me breathy moans and gasps that shot straight to my balls.
“Please suck me…I need your mouth,” he croaked, a strangled moan tearing out of him as I twisted over the tip.
Without any more preamble, I took his head into my mouth, my tongue digging into his slit to steal the precum beaded there before swallowing him down.
“Christ, yes,” Theo cursed, gripping my hair roughly. “Take me all the way in...that’s it.”
I moaned around him, savoring his needy sounds. Theo’s hips pumped in time with my mouth as I bobbed over him in a steady, slow rhythm. I rolled his balls in my palm and hollowed out my cheeks to suck him harder.
“Oh goddamn…just like that, beautiful. Oh mygod. Shit, I’m already getting close…”
Well, that just won’t do…
I sucked off of him with a pop and he whined in complaint, but I wanted something else. My eyes met his and my heart thundered in my chest.
“Lift your feet and put them on the edge of the lid. Legs wide.”
His eyes flickered with curiosity, but he did as I asked. My breath caught at the sight of his pink, puckered hole, and I bit back a groan as it fluttered under my gaze.
“W-what are you doing?” he breathed, excitement and nerves coating his voice.
“Can I rim you, baby?”
