My. God. No way Micah could last more than a second. Never, never had he received head like this. Those red-painted lips left pink stains on his cock as it slipped in and out of Queen’s mouth. Queen’s tongue caressed the head and tickled the frenulum as those lips did a vacuum move on Micah’s shaft. Oh God, never let it stop.

But no. He didn’t want to come like this. He knew what he’d been missing and, damn, he wanted it. He ran his hands through Queen’s silky hair. “Wait. Wait. Can I, uh, fuck you? I’ve got condoms and lube.” He took a breath. “If it’s too fast, I totally understand.”

Queen’s blue eyes looked up. He popped Micah’s cock from that fantastic mouth. “Most gentlemen seem to prefer oral.”

“Yeah, well, I’d really love to fuck you if you’re into it. Otherwise, suck me and then I’ll suck you.”

Queen stood up, smoothing the red dress over a very prominent bulge. “You certain?”

Jeez. Why did he want to explain? Micah pressed both hands to either side of Queen’s beautiful face. “I don’t know if you care, but I’m not promiscuous. I’ve been with one guy for a year, and before that was a long dry spell. I just came to this party because he cheated on me and we split. I was pissed off and wanted to do something stupid. But the idea of having real sex with you is about the sexiest, most incredible thing I’ve ever thought of. If you’ll have me.”

Queen smiled. “And you’re about the sweetest thing I ever did see. In case you care, I’ve never been to one of Yancy’s parties before. I’m new in town and mostly just wanted to wear my dress somewhere safe. But I think getting fucked by you, darlin’, would be the best thing ever.”

Micah’s smile was so huge it stretched his cheeks. “Come on.”

“Where?”

Micah reached back and opened the door he was leaning against. He glanced inside. Yes! “It’s a bathroom and I didn’t think I heard anyone in it.” He pulled Queen into the large slate-floored room with a long wooden vanity and bowl sinks. Micah closed and locked the door after them. “There. Alone at last.”

His cock, still sticking out of his jeans, throbbed and bobbed. Funny, he felt kind of shy now by himself with this beautiful creature.

Queen stepped in front of him and took two small steps to press his hips against Micah’s leaking cock.

Micah chuckled. “Careful. Don’t want to stain your beautiful dress.”

Queen’s lips came up by Micah’s ear and one hand grasped Micah’s dick. “I want you to stain me and muss me. Ride me and put me up wet, darlin’.”

“Damn.” He grabbed Queen’s head and closed his mouth over those luscious lips. Oh sweet. Queen melted against Micah and wrapped his arms tight around Micah’s waist as his mouth opened and received hot tongue. Sweet God, could he get deep enough? Micah pressed his tongue in and out, in and out, while their hips surged together. Micah ripped his mouth away. “Oh God. Gotta fuck.” He pulled lube and condoms from his back pocket as Queen turned around and bent over the counter. Micah gasped at that red butt pointed at him. He pulled the dress up over Queen’s back and found a gorgeous, hard-muscled ass outlined by a black-and-red thong. “You are kidding me. That is so gorgeous.”

“You like, sugah?”

“Sweet heaven. You’re beautiful.”

“Then get that cock in me, darlin’. I’m dyin’ here.”

Queen reached back and pulled at the thong. Oh God. The red lace slid down slim muscled thighs and two gorgeous, pearly white, completely shaved balls fell down in the space between his legs.

Micah could barely breathe. “You weren’t kidding about being a man.”

Queen raised a hand to his front and pushed a big cock down between the balls so Micah could see the head and several inches of shaft. “That man enough for you?”

Micah leaned over and kissed that silky butt.

Queen whimpered. Micah pulled back. “That’s my beautiful target.” He pulled his jeans down to his ankles along with his briefs and stepped out of them. Queen gazed over his shoulder while Micah stroked himself like a porn star. What had gotten into him?

Queen handed him a condom and lube packet he’d opened with his teeth. Micah fitted the condom, then poured some lube in his palm, scooped two fingers worth, and pressed it into Queen’s puckered hole.

“Ooooh, yes.” The pretty butt waggled. “More, please.”

He pressed in while Queen moaned. God, it was hot and tight. He might pass out. “I gotta get in there.”

“Yes, darlin’, yes.”

Micah slathered his cock and pressed against the hole. Just as he pushed, Queen shoved back on him, and in one flash his dick buried to the hilt in sweet hotness. “Holy shit!”

He couldn’t push hard enough, and it seemed like Queen felt the same. They banged against each other, balls flying.

Oh God, he wanted to see Queen’s face. “Wait.” He pulled out and Queen wailed. Micah turned Queen’s body around and lifted him up on the counter, ripped the thong off, and threw it on the toilet lid. He dragged Queen to the edge, grabbed his own cock, and positioned it.

Queen got the idea. He put a hand on Micah’s dick and directed it, then wrapped his legs, still wearing four-inch stilettos, around Micah’s waist. Micah held him up and began to thrust wildly. Queen’s cock rubbed against Micah’s belly, leaving hot trails of precum. His eyes closed, red lips parted, and the golden hair flew around his head as Micah hammered and hammered.

Micah screamed. Hell, who cared? Half the house was screaming. “Oh God, this feels so good. So good.”

“Yes, darlin’. Oh sweeeeeeet.” Hot streams burst out of that very masculine cock all over Micah’s belly and shirt.

Fire! Straight from his balls into his cock and out in jets of semen, pouring into the condom buried in the hottest ass he’d ever known. His vision went dark, then light, and the

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