“So hot,” Drew moans. He’s kneeling between my legs and gripping my cock, his face in my crotch. “You smell so good.”
I throw back my head with an uncontrollable groan as he wraps his lips around my dick and begins to service me. Unlike me, Drew doesn’t go slow. He immediately swallows me down, slobbering all over my dick as he plays with my balls.
“Oh fuck,” I grunt. The hot suction of his mouth drives me to the edge. I surrender to my own drives. I drag my fingers through Drew’s wavy mess of hair and guide his head as he sucks me off.
My hips buck out, plunging my dick deeper. Drew moans in appreciation. “Yeah,” he breathes, his lips and warm breath torturing my crown. “I like that.”
I tighten my grip in his hair. “You’re real good at sucking cock,” I rasp, then pump my hips, right on the edge of fucking his face.
My dick pulses, thick with precum. I could lose myself in this, explode in his mouth right now, but I know it’s not what Drew asked for.
He tilts his watery eyes up, one hand gripping my base as he drags his lips off my shaft. Drew doesn’t say anything. He just holds my eye and swirls his tongue over my crown, licking up my precum.
He’s teasing me.
I growl, deeply satisfied. “Get your ass up here,” I tell him, then haul his body up to mine. We meet in a kiss, wet and greedy, our tongues all over each other. Drew straddles me, pushing up on his knees, and reaches back. He grips the base of my dick, his ass wiggling at my crown.
Holding his eye, I throw my hand out and rummage in the drawers by the couch.
“Prepared,” he coos when I pull out a bottle of lube and a condom.
I grab his wrist, then squirt some lube in his hand before I add some to my own palm, still holding his eye. I’m sweating as much as he is, and each breath comes out raspy.
I’m twice his age. He’s a client and the son of Mack. Everything about this is wrong, but that only makes it hotter.
Drew slicks lube down my dick, bouncing his hand. “It’s been years, you said?”
I grunt and nod, embarrassed to admit that. But when he pulls my dick to his crack and rubs his hole against my crown, I realize why he asked.
“If we’ve both been tested,” he says softly, pleading.
Finally, it really is too much for me. I shove my hand between his legs and find his hole, then work him open with my lubricated fingers. Sweating and grunting his name, I grab Drew’s dick with my other hand. It fits perfectly in my palm, and when I massage him, his entire body comes under my control.
My fingers stretch his hole. Then Drew thrusts back, writhing down until he finds my dick. “Caesar,” he moans, lips to my ear. “Caesar, fuck me. Now, please. I’m ready.”
The hot friction of his rim, pulsing on my crown, gives way to searing pressure when Drew slides down onto me. My raw dick pushes into his hole, slick against the tightness.
Drew freezes, gasping in breath as my dick impales him. I grab his sides to steady his weight, holding his eye.
“Breathe,” I urge him as our breaths align. “Easy.”
“Urrrggghhh.” Drew groans as he sinks deeper. The grip of his channel seizes me, clenching me tight. The sensations are overpowering, my house fading into nothingness as Drew rides my dick.
We find our new rhythm, slow again, but the gentle motion quickly rises into something more desperate. Drew paws at me, kissing frantically as he bounces his hips. The orgasm building deep inside of me demands release, and my dick pulses, harder and fatter inside of him.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he gasps, hands on my shoulders. “Caesar.”
I throw my arm around his side, driving against his prostate again and again, his hard cock pressed between us. When I’m buried inside of him, we writhe together, Drew’s hole gripping hard, wordless yells filling the room.
The animal in me comes alive, the thing I’ve been denying for years. Our bodies join as I grunt and sweat and take him, losing myself in the ecstasy.
“Going to come,” he gasps, then licks my face, delirious. “Oh god, Caesar! Make me come!”
I roar as I drive into his spot again, then surrender to my orgasm. Drew screams with relief as he comes simultaneously, spraying jets of cum as I fill him from deep inside. Pure energy explodes between us, and I feel Drew everywhere, like lightning strikes of pleasure and motorcycles roaring between our legs.
My hips thrust up. Then Drew collapses against me. I pull his warm body into my arms and hold him close, our chests pressed as our hearts beat together.
“Caesar,” he whispers, stroking the back of my head. “That was amazing. Thank you.”
