Show unconditional support without words.
“You’re not too tired, are you?” Lucky laced innuendo into the words. His eyelids drooped too, but he needed some reassurance.
“What do you have in mind?”
Lucky rolled onto his side, facing Bo and propping his head on his arm. “You.” He descended, seeking out Bo’s lips with his own.
Bo met him open-mouthed, tongue sliding against Lucky’s. He moaned deep in his throat. The taste of him, the feel of him, all sleek muscles and a light dusting of hair. Familiar, yet new at the same time.
Bo rolled them, Lucky on top, silently saying what he wanted.
What Bo wanted, he got.
Deepening the kiss, Lucky ran his hands up and down Bo’s arms, fighting the temptation to grasp Bo’s wrists.
Lucky’s kink, not Bo’s. Instead, he rose up, breaking the kiss and staring down at the perfection of his man, freckles, slightly crooked nose, and all.
He ran his hands over Bo’s chest, tweaking the nipples on his way down. Lower and lower Lucky traveled, licking each nipple, peppering kisses over Bo’s chest and lower still, across his belly and to his fully erect cock.
Lucky licked away the drop of fluid beaded at the tip and ran his flattened tongue from base to glans. Oh, the sweet taste of Bo in his mouth, the unique blend of fragrances making up Bo’s unique scent.
He’d never tire of this. Not in a thousand years, not in a million.
Taking Bo into his mouth, he sucked, gently rolling Bo’s balls with his fingers. He carefully avoided stroking behind them, to keep him from coming too soon. They were both tired, exhausted even, but lately more and more things took up their time, leaving them little togetherness.
He’d enjoy every moment.
Bo twisted his fingers in the strands of Lucky’s hair. “Oh, yeah. That’s it. Suck me. You’re so good at that.”
Lucky pulled off, ignoring Bo’s frustrated whimper, and took first one ball, then the other, into his mouth. Bo’s whimper changed to a moan, and Lucky smiled around his mouthful.
He rose from the bed and retrieved lube from the bedside table. Perching on the edge of the mattress, he ran his fingers lightly down one hairy thigh, lingering close to Bo’s groin. Bo bucked up, pushing toward Lucky’s hand. Nope. Not rushing. Lucky backed away.
“Tease!” Bo huffed. He spread his legs, anticipating Lucky’s next move. They knew each other so well.
Lucky slicked his fingers, warming the lube before reaching between Bo’s legs. He swirled his fingertip around Bo’s hole, teasing the puckered flesh.
Bo gasped, thrusting back against the sensation.
Lucky deepened his exploration, inserting his fingertip part way through the tight ring of muscle. Oh, heaven. Tight, hot, practically pulling Lucky’s finger farther into Bo.
In and out he worked his finger, applying more lube and adding a second to the first, twisting, stretching Bo open, grazing against the magical spot deep inside.
Bo cried out.
Lucky held still, Bo’s panted breaths the only sounds he heard.
Lucky withdrew, only to press back in.
His painfully hard cock begged,“Get down to business!”But no, he’d take care of his man. Caressing Bo’s torso with one hand, Lucky finger fucked him with the other until Bo’s groans and writhing surpassed his ability to resist.
He removed his fingers, applied a layer of slick to his cock, and climbed onto the bed. Bo lifted his legs, securing his ankles over Lucky’s shoulders.
Lucky rubbed the tip of his erection over Bo’s entrance, shivers of anticipation chasing up his spine. At last he sank in. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck.” He closed his eyes, fighting the ecstasy.Not yet. Not yet. Please, not yet.
Bo held perfectly still, helping Lucky regain control. Close call there. Lucky took a few calming breaths and pushed into slick, tight heat, Bo’s passage welcoming him in. Turning his head, he planted a kiss on Bo’s calf, secured Bo’s thighs in his hands, and plunged inside.
Oh yes, oh yes, oh hell yes!
