Reese followed his instruction, licking, teasing, refraining from offering anything more until Brantley requested it.
“Lick the shaft,” Brantley insisted as he angled his cock toward his stomach, revealing the thick vein that ran along the underside.
Meeting Brantley’s gaze, Reese glided his tongue along that vein, loving the way Brantley shivered when he did. He canted his head, dragging the flat of his tongue up the length of him, then back down. On the third pass, he continued lower, licking over Brantley’s balls and earning a hiss of approval.
Reese remembered the first time Brantley had done this to him. The man had worshipped his cock for what felt like hours, driving Reese insane from the pleasure of it. He was merely returning the favor.
“More, baby,” Brantley groaned.
Reese’s chest swelled at the endearment. Brantley had started referring to him that way only recently, but Reese secretly loved that he did.
Granting Brantley his wish, Reese focused his full attention on sucking and licking Brantley’s balls. He drew each gently into his mouth, then both simultaneously. Every time he did, Brantley would grunt his approval, his hand brushing Reese’s arm in encouragement.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
Minutes passed while Reese worshipped Brantley, deep guttural growls and harsh words rasping from Brantley’s throat.
When Brantley became silent, only soft moans escaping him, Reese paused and lifted his head. He slid his palm beneath Brantley’s right leg, flattening it against his thigh before pushing his leg back toward him. Brantley’s blue-gray eyes flashed with passion and heat when he realized what Reese intended to do.
Brantley curled his fingers around his cock, angling it toward Reese’s mouth once more. He sucked him deep into his mouth while pushing Brantley’s other leg back, exposing his hole. Reese slowly glided his tongue down Brantley’s rigid shaft, grazing his balls as he moved lower. Pressing Brantley’s legs back, exposing him even more, Reese teased Brantley’s taint briefly before rimming him.
“Son of a bitch,” Brantley hissed, sinking into the pillow so he was flat on his back. “Fuck me with your tongue.”
Reese gave Brantley exactly what he asked for, tonguing his hole while Brantley began to writhe against the bed. He took his time, savoring the grunts and groans Brantley emitted, proof of the pleasure Reese was bringing him.
“I need your cock inside me, Reese. Now.”
Reese pretended not to hear him, continuing to rim him, his movements more aggressive. When Brantley’s verbal litany turned vulgar, Reese pushed his thumb inside his hole, fucking into him while Brantley gripped his cock tightly.
“Please, baby,” Brantley begged.
Those words had Reese’s cock jerking, his entire body flashing hot.
Unable to resist the temptation of sinking into Brantley’s hot, tight ass, Reese shot up to his knees. As he got into position, Brantley twisted his upper body, reaching for the lube sitting on the nightstand. A minute later, Reese’s cock was slick and so fucking hard he hurt. He aligned their bodies and pushed the head inside while Brantley rested his calves on Reese’s shoulders. The position allowed him to lean forward, bending Brantley’s body in half while he sank deeper.
“God, yes,” Brantley rasped. “Fuck me.”
Reese fought the urge to drill into him hard and fast. He made love to him, their eyes locked as he pushed in, retreated. The heated friction along his cock had him gritting his teeth. Pleasure assaulted him when Brantley clamped down on him, his ass gripping Reese’s cock like a velvet fist.
“Fuck. Me.”
Again, Reese resisted the overwhelming desire to do as Brantley requested. He held out longer and longer, his body coiling tightly as his release threatened. Still, he didn’t give in. Minutes passed as he rode Brantley, driving them to the pinnacle.
“Fuck me, baby,” Brantley growled softly. “Please.”
That was all it took: that sweet endearment and the rare plea for more.
Reese drove into him hard, retreated. Slammed in again. His hips pistoned as he lost control, the sound of their moans echoing in the space.
“Oh, fuck, yes.” Brantley fisted his cock, began jerking it roughly. “Oh, fuck, baby.”
“Come for me,” Reese demanded, his gaze sliding to Brantley’s cock tunneling through his fist. “Come for me so I can come in your ass.”
Brantley’s garbled shout was followed by streams of cum that shot over his bare chest. Reese was focused on the sight when he reached the point of no return. He drove deep inside Brantley and let go with Brantley’s name falling from his lips.
Chapter Eleven
Tuesday, May 3, 2022
