Page 18 of Tumbling Hearts

Ray pets Gene’s chest, circling around his nipple. “I wanted to suck you off.”

Gene gives him another kiss. “Fuck yeah. As long as I can do the same to you.”

“Sure. But that depends on if I don’t come on myself while I’m busy sucking you, first.”

“Maybe we could do it both at the same time? Sixty-nine?”

While the idea sounds appealing, Ray shakes his head against the pillow. “Gene, I’ve never sucked someone’s cock before. You think I’d do a good job if we’re both flipped all which ways on top of each other?”

That gets Gene to laugh. “No, I guess not. I’ve never done it either, so… Have me however you’d like tonight, okay?”

“Of course.” Ray flicks Gene’s nipple, making him gasp. “Maybe next time, whenever we end up doing it, it’ll be me fucking you.”

Gene’s face flushes a crimson red. “Oh, I like the sound of that.” But his expression softens, one that’s more tender than before. “There’ll… there’ll be a next time?”

It hits Ray then, that Gene has been just as unsure as Ray about this entire thing. I need to say something… “Well, as long as you want to, yeah. We could find time, take another vacation or whatever.”

The way Gene smiles makes Ray’s heart flutter like no other. “Yeah, for sure. I’d love that.” He gives Ray a peck on the lips.

Ray rolls on top of Gene, kissing him again. Gene spreads his legs, letting Ray get comfortable in-between, and Ray moves lower to kiss Gene’s stubbly chin, lower, brushing his lips against Gene’s throat, and even lower, rubbing his cheek over the hairs on Gene’s chest. It’s incredibly soft, and he basks in the feeling. It’s so different from any woman he’s been with. There’s just something special about Gene’s soothing, fuzzy chest. He reaches up and flicks both of Gene’s nipples, making him gasp again.

But Ray can’t stop here. So he moves even lower, leaving a trail of kisses down Gene’s abdomen in his wake. It’s not long before he reaches Gene’s hefty cock, precum beading at the tip. Ray takes a chance; he leans down and licks it off, Gene shuddering at the touch.

“Oh, fuck,” Gene says, reaching down to comb his hand through Ray’s hair.

“You like that?” He gives the head another lick.

“More than just like; I love it.”

“Alright.” He licks further down the shaft, then up again, and Gene quivers.

While Ray has never given a blow job before, he’s been on the receiving end countless times. Taking his knowledge of what’s been done to him, he applies it to Gene, reaching up to cup his balls, holding his cock in place with his lips. The taste is salty, and Gene’s scent is wonderful, fresh from the shower—coconut and sandalwood. Gene moans as Ray swirls his tongue, circling the tip, and he massages his balls with his fingers. Oh, he really does love that, doesn’t he?

Ray wonders how many times Gene’s been on the receiving end, too. Gene has never been as promiscuous as Ray, not in the slightest, but it still makes him curious. Carol never gave him one that night, did she? What about that Toshiko chick? He was with her for almost a whole week during the last tour. Surely, he must’ve gotten one from her. Jealousy burns a fire within him, regardless if they’re the only ones here in the room. He moves one hand to hold Gene’s cock in place and swallows him deeper, as far as he can go without gagging.

“Ray, baby…” Gene tugs on his hair a little tighter. “Those lips of yours are perfect.”

He might not be able to respond with words, but he moans around Gene’s cock, wishing for friction against his own other than the soft sheets of the bed. But he’ll have his turn soon—Gene promised it. Ray’s saliva drips down the shaft, soaking it, and he pumps with his hand what he can’t reach with his mouth. He bobs up and down, only getting about halfway over the length before the tip reaches the back of his throat. Fuck, he’s big.

He lifts himself off, lips wet, staring down at Gene’s glossy, thick cock, and an idea forms in his head. Maybe he’s gotten blown by girls, but none of them would’ve tried this…

Ray puts two of his fingers in his mouth, coating them with saliva. He makes sure to get them good—then he places his fingertips on Gene’s balls, trailing lower, even further…

Ray looks up, making eye contact with Gene. “Spread your legs a little more.”

“Oh, uh… alright.” Gene flutters his eyelashes, cheeks red, and does as he’s told, lifting his knees higher.

“Beautiful,” Ray says, turning his eyes back downward to look between Gene’s legs. This is a part of his best friend’s body he’s never looked at so intimately before. It riles him up, making his cock stir. “I wanna finger you while I blow you,” he says, breath raspy.

“Go for it. Ah…”

Ray licks Gene’s cock again as he slides his fingers down lower, circling around Gene’s hole. No one has ever touched Gene here before, and Ray gets to do the honors. It boosts his ego, confidence burning a fire within, and he slowly slides one finger inside. Gene howls—such a beautiful sound. Ray takes his free hand to hold Gene’s cock steady, working both his mouth and his hands in tandem.

“Fuck,” Gene pants. “This feels crazy. If you keep that up, I know I won’t last.”

Ray’s lips curl around Gene’s cock in a smile, humming as he continues working his hand. Still feeling slick, he probes a second finger inside—of course, making Gene moan again. The way Gene tightens his grasp on Ray’s hair, holding him in place and guiding him as he bobs his head… it tightens the pressure in Ray’s own abdomen. More and more, each time he lifts his head he flicks the tip with his tongue, swirling around it, worshiping it, before going down again. Moving his fingers in and out, curling them inside, it’s a feeling like no other—and Gene certainly loves it, as Ray keeps going, Gene’s cock shuddering, stiffening in his mouth, slick and needy⁠—

Cum floods Ray’s throat in a sudden burst. He swallows as it keeps coming, Gene gripping even harder onto Ray’s hair as he rides out his orgasm. The taste is so salty and sweet, Ray can’t get enough as he eagerly drinks it all up. He slows his hands down, coming to a stop once Gene is finished trembling.