Kingston managed one last, tiny huff, and then sensing the end of the argument, Jake pushed Riley’s head back down.
Right. Pants—off. Dick—out. Cock—suck.
He could totally do this.
Riley didn’t want to torture Kingston any longer than he had to, but he stopped to mouth at the bulge in his grey sweats,tasting his bitterness on the damp fabric. Cum wasn’t the most appetizing flavour, but Kingston’s moaning made it seem sweeter in his mind.
And while Riley had an A+ from girls when it came to going down on them, he knew this was one area where he couldreallyuse Jake’s instruction. He understood the concept because he had a dick of his own, but there were only so much thoughts, prayers, and porn could prepare him for.
But Riley wasn’t a quitter, and the thought of rendering Sloan silent with a good blowjob had great appeal. And maybe if he got good enough at fucking Kingston, he would stop treating Riley as a stepping stone and start taking him seriously.
That was a thought he didn’t want to dwell on right now. It was too confusing in his own brain to comprehend, so he settled for pulling Kingston’s pants off and putting his mouth on him instead.
Not on his cock, because he needed to work himself up to that, but he would be the first to admit that Kingston was pretty everywhere. It had been hard to see what Kingston was working with when he was always squirming and twisting away from him. Riley had tried to look at his dick several times, but Kingston would accuse him ofcomparingthem and start throwing hands.
But with Allen playing with his hair and Jake placing a hand on his hip, Kingston was compliant with Riley’s lingering looks and touches.
Kingston’s dickwaspretty. His cock was lying thick and rigid against his taut stomach, the cut head flushed deep pink and glistening with a steady bead of precum that trickled slowly down the veined shaft, pooling in his navel.
He was the same size as Riley, if not bigger, so all that comparison talk was probably just to hide the fact that he was embarrassed by Riley’s touching.
“Are you waiting for it to talk back to you or something, snake charmer?” Kingston muttered, only to be hushed by Allen.
Riley frowned, deciding that Kingston looked a little top-heavy with his hickeys, and now he had the perfect opportunity to correct that. He had to curve his arms around Kingston’s legs to get the leverage he needed to pull them apart, but soon the bare skin of his inner thigh was presented to him, and Riley touched his mouth to warm, soft skin.
Kingston bucked like he knew he would, but the movement was accompanied by a moan instead of curses, so he latched on and sucked. Riley didn’t want to use teeth on such a sensitive area, as hot as it would be to mark him like that, but the skin was so pale that it bruised quickly anyway.
When there were three matching bruises on each thigh, Riley finally trailed his mouth upward, licking and biting a path to Kingston’s naval before dipping his tongue inside to taste the bitter precum.
Kingston bucked, his dick smacking Riley’s cheek and smearing a sticky mess there. His hand flew into Riley’s hair, guiding him as Jake had, but not pushing—just holding.
“Guide with your hand,” said Jake. “He’s jumpy, so remember to pin him, or you’ll end up getting choked.”
Kingston kicked one of his legs. “I’m not jumpy. It feels good, okay?”
“Okay,” Jake repeated, though Riley could tell he didn’t understand the clarification.
Riley shared a look with Allen so they could bond over how ridiculous the pair were, and then he lifted his head and took Kingston’s cock in his hand. That silenced the bickering, but Kingston switched back to cursing him as Riley pressed his lips to the flushed head.
The skin was burning hot, smooth, and yes, cum was something he would have to get used to, but he didn’t hate this.One touch was all he needed to reduce Kingston into a writhing, whimpering mess, and now he finally understood why some girls said that giving head made them feel powerful.
“Riley—please,please, open your mouth. I can’t?—”
Hearing Kingston beg so sweetly hit differently. Riley felt compelled to do what he asked because he had been so polite about it, so he opened his mouth and set the head of Kingston’s dick on his tongue. He let himself feel the weight before he closed his lips around it, remembering to pin Kingston’s hips before giving a timid suck.
“Fuck!”
It took three of them to keep him from catapulting himself off the bed, and Riley was grateful for Jake’s warning because that definitely could have ended badly.
“Waitwaitwait—”
“Ignore him,” said Jake, his voice loud over Kingston’s cries. “Don’t stop unless he says the safe word. He’s just sensitive from the anticipation.”
Riley could feel that in the way Kingston was pulling him closer instead of shoving him away, so he followed Jake’s judgment.
“Try sucking on the head while you take it deeper. You don’t want to rush, or you’re going to hit your gag reflex too fast, and it won’t feel nice. Hollow your cheeks and keep a close watch on your teeth.”
Precum was gathering on Riley’s tongue, so he had to swallow it before he nodded. Jake’s instructions were so bluntly given that they sounded robotic, but Riley could hear the shakiness in his voice.
