The growl in his voice. The begging. I could almost come from those alone. “Please, what?”
“Touch me. For real.”
“For real?” I wrap my hand around his cock, and he lets out a strangled moan.
“Take it out.”
“An unclothed cock?” I ask, but then I take pity on him and me.
I’m dying to touch him for real. I undo the button and lower the zipper slowly before carefully pulling his pants down over his erection. I want to tease him more. Touch him through his briefs. Mouth at his cock until the material is wet—except it’s already wet. And now I want to taste that?—
“Charlie,” he says in a strained voice.
I pull his briefs down, and…holy monster cock. I use both hands to hold it, savoring the weight. The silky feel. The hardness underneath. How it pulses in my hand. “It’s so beautiful.”
His eyes are shut as if he’s close. Just from me touching him. “Thank you.” The scent of his arousal is a jolt to my already hard cock.
“I don’t know what to do,” I admit, sounding stupid and young.
His eyes pop open. “You’ve never…?”
“No. I mean, yes. I know what to do. Not that I’ve done everything. But now, what I mean is, I don’t know what I want to do. If this is…all we get…there’s so much I want to try.”
He kisses me, teasing me with his tongue until I’m desperate for more. “Whatever you want, Charlie,” he says, wrapping his hands around mine as he shows me how he likes to be stroked. And fuck, that’s so hot. “I’m not sure I can ever get enough of you.”
10
BRAD
Why did I say that?I want Charlie, but I’m not sure how this will work. He’s clearly the forever type, and I’ve dated a few times but never for long. And never a guy. I’ve hooked up with a lot of men and women, normally from surrounding towns. And that’s not even the biggest problem. But it’s hard to focus on any of that while Charlie’s holding my cock in his hands like it’s a precious gift.
“Whatever I want?” Charlie asks breathlessly, like it’s Christmas. Honestly, he’s the gift. Sweet. Sexy. Perfect.
I kiss him with absolutely no finesse, just needing to taste him again. It’s messy and not nearly enough. I thread my fingers through his hair and deepen the kiss. He moans and strokes me faster, andshit, this is going to be over way too quickly.
I kiss along his jaw, enjoying the feel of his soft beard against my lips. “What do you want, Charlie?” I nuzzle between his hair and neck. God, he smells amazing.
His mouth opens and shuts. And his face pinkens deliciously. I press my mouth against his hot cheek. “Tell me.”
“I want to see you.” His eyes meet mine. “All of you.”
I hesitate. I take care of myself, but I’m still forty-seven. Plenty of muscle. And plenty of padding. Some guys like that. But Charlie is twenty-seven.
He steps closer, his eyes on me as he places his hands on my chest. “Is this okay?”
He’s already seen me from the waist down. Held my cock in his hands. Why is this scarier?
My voice isn’t working, so I nod. Charlie unbuttons my shirt with trembling hands, and his nervousness eases mine. I want his hands on me. All over my body. Imperfect as it is. He opens my shirt and pulls it over my shoulders. Once I’m completely naked, Charlie devours me with his eyes. My dick plumps back up as his fingers dig into my chest hair. “Brad, you’re so hot.”
He buries his face in my chest, and it does things to my body and my heart. His eyes flick to mine as he leans in to suck my nipple. Oh fuck. I cup the back of his head, holding him in place as he teases my hard nub. When he pulls back, his lips are shiny.
I slam our mouths together and lift Charlie. He wraps his legs around me, and I hold him close, with one arm under his ass and the other wrapped around him with my hand on the back of his neck. I carry him to the nearest wall and push him against it. This frees one of my hands so I can remedy the fact that Charlie is still completely clothed. I fumble with the buttons on his shirt, not wanting to let go of him long enough to finish the job.
Charlie squirms in my arms until I let him down. He quickly undresses and tosses his clothes out of the way. “Now, where were we?” he asks breathlessly, giggling when I grab him again.
I crush him against the wall and kiss him until his eyes are glazed over. I want to fuck him. But I’m bigger than most, and Charlie seems inexperienced. Although he could use toys… That thought almost does me in. I shift so our cocks are lined up, and I wrap my hand around us both as best I can. Charlie moans, his head thrown back, exposing his long neck. This man is beautiful.Inside and out. His breath stutters as my hand speeds up. This would be easier with lube, but I don’t want to let him go.
I never want to let him go.
