“It’syourexperiment,” Lane reminded him.
“You fucking idiot,” Trevor said, but his voice was brimming with fond incredulity, as he slid off Lane’s lap. He shucked his jeans and then tucked his fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs, then,God, stopped.
Lane’s breath caught in his throat.
But before he could ask—no,demand—that Trevor keep going, because if he didn’t, Lane was going to die, Trevor opened his mouth and asked, a thread of uncertainty running through his voice, “I don’t know how you want to do it.”
Truthfully, Lane wanted to do it howeverTrevorwanted to do it, but he thought he understood what Trevor wasn’t quite saying.
“I got you,” Lane reassured, sitting up. He pushed his own sweatpants and wrestled off his sweatshirt. Then he curled a hand around Trevor’s hip and gently pushed him down on the edge of the bed.
“Just like this,” Lane continued. He replaced Trevor’s fingers with his own, stroking them absently for a second, before tugging down his boxer briefs to his ankles.
Trevor’s cock was as pretty as the rest of him. Flushed bright pink and a little smaller than Lane’s own, but honestly it wouldn’t have mattered what it looked like. Only that it belonged to Trevor, and he wanted him so bad he felt like he was going to choke on all that desire.
But it was Trevor who made a choked sound as Lane leaned in, hand curled around Trevor’s thigh, and licked up the length.
It had to be in his own fucking head, but Lane’s mind swam with the sweetness of his taste. It was just salt and skin, but the phantom echo of sugar had him doing it again and again.
When he glanced up, Trevor wasn’t looking at him, but at the ceiling, Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed convulsively, fingers digging into the comforter.
“You can touch me if you want,” Lane said.
Trevor let out a little aborted groan at that, too. Like even though Lane had barely touched him yet, he was already being pulled apart at the seams.
He went in for another taste, this time sliding most of Trevor’s length right into his mouth, and a second later, Lane felt the gentle touch of his hand in his hair.
It was so much hotter than it had any right to be—and it was already plenty fucking hot. Every time Lane did something Trevor liked, and he liked alot, it turned out, Trevor’s fingers would tighten in Lane’s hair. Like it was just a natural, instinctive reaction that Trevor couldn’t help, because it felt too good.
Lane had always liked sucking cock, but it had never,never, felt as mind-blowing as this.
Trevor was so responsive everything Lane did, every lick, every touch, every bit of suction seemed to unwind him, and Lane loved it.
Wanted to take more. Wanted togivemore.
Too soon, Trevor’s fingers wound through his hair and tugged even harder. Lane’s own cock twitched in his briefs, and he didn’t know if it was Trevor’s clear pleasure or the little bite of pain that turned him on more. It didn’t matter. He only knew he wanted to give him more. Wanted Trevor to lose it and send Lane right over the edge with him.
Lane pulled off, breathless. From having Trevor nudged up to his throat or because it wasTrevor, or because it was both?
“Close,” Trevor panted. He looked down and their eyes caught and Trevor groaned again.
“Good,” Lane murmured. “I want you to come.”
Trevor choked out a laugh.
“You want it in my mouth or on my face?” Lane asked, cock throbbing at both possibilities. Each good in their own way. He just wanted whatever Trevor wanted.
Trevor choked again. “Fuck, God, you can’t just—”
“Why not?” Lane slid his cock back into his mouth, relishing the way it twitched against his tongue. Trevorwasclose, and he needed him to fall over the edge.
“I can’t,” Trevor whined, and Lane felt his whole body tighten up, and he supposed that was the answer. Tasted the first spurt of his come and then swallowed as Trevor shuddered above him.
“Shit.” Trevor exhaled hard, and then it was like he went boneless, falling back onto the bed.
Lane wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and gave a groan of his own as he slid that hand into his briefs, palming his cock.
He was close, too, just from sucking Trevor off.
