his lips across the blunt head before focusing on and tonguing the ridge.

Mick jerked. “Shit. I love that.”

If that move was good, you’ll love what I do next. Evan fondled Mick’s balls and nudged his lover’s knees apart. When Mick obliged, Evan plunged his mouth down on Mick’s cock. He buried his nose in Mick’s tight curls.

“Jesus.” Mick’s grasp tightened and he pushed Evan’s head.

Evan allowed Mick to have the control. He might be pushy himself, but he loved to hand over the reins sometimes. With Mick, he could be himself. He liked being encouraged and bobbed his head. He swallowed to the back of his throat, then pulled most of the way out and glanced up at Mick.

The glazed look in Mick’s eyes, the way he parted his lips and his brow furrowed…it all turned Evan on. Red infused Mick’s cheeks. Evan slid his palm along Mick’s chest. He pinched one of Mick’s nipples.

Mick jerked again. “Evan. Holy shit.” He tightened his knees around Evan’s shoulders. “Feels good. I’m going to come apart.”

He increased the speed of his bobbing. He wanted Mick to come. He needed him to. Evan wanted Mick to be raw.

Mick shuddered. “I can’t.”

Yes, you can. Evan pinched and rolled Mick’s nipple. He sucked harder and massaged Mick’s balls.

Mick’s legs trembled. He panted. “I can’t think straight.”

Why was he thinking? Evan must not have been doing his job well enough. He pushed Mick a little more and hummed. He swallowed Mick to the back of his throat and buried his nose in Mick’s curls. He stopped pinching and raked his fingers down Mick’s abs.

Mick shuddered again. “Oh, fuck.” He jammed his dick into Evan’s mouth and curled over him. He tensed and cum slid down Evan’s throat.

Evan swallowed. Salty, slippery and perfect. He made sure he caught every drop. He wouldn’t miss this.

“Evan.” Mick groaned. He let go of Evan’s hair. “Damn.” He sank onto the bed and gasped. His chest puffed and his nipples pebbled. “You fried my brain.”

Evan licked his lips and sat back on his heels. “I can’t make this easy.”

“Easy?” Mick rubbed his belly. “This is the easiest thing I’ve ever done. It’s right because I’m with you.”

Evan retrieved the condom and lube from the nightstand. He folded Mick in half. Evan slicked his fingers, then toyed with Mick’s asshole. He admired the pink skin.

“Evan.” Mick held on to his knees. “I’m flying.”

“Not yet.” Evan breached Mick’s hole. He moved slowly and pushed as he added more lube. He wanted Mick to be relaxed, and eased his finger in as much as he could.

“God, yes. Fuck me.” Mick bore down on Evan. “Feels so good. I need more. Please?”

Evan pushed in and out of Mick’s hole. He caressed his lover and stretched Mick. He fondled his lover’s balls.

Another groan rumbled from Mick. He relaxed and welcomed Evan in.

Evan added another finger and continued to stroke. He toyed with Mick’s prostate. In and out. “What do you want?” he whispered. “Tell me.”

“You.” Mick smiled. He widened his legs. “Now.”

“Yeah?” Evan increased the pace and kissed Mick’s shin. “Now?”

A ripple shot through Mick. He gritted his teeth. “I’ll burst and I just came.”

Evan withdrew his fingers. “Okay.” He loved to toy with Mick. He stood and shoved his jeans down to his ankles. He stroked his erection, then donned the rubber. If he wasn’t careful, he’d come too fast, too. He drenched his cock in lube, then leaned forward. He kissed Mick. The feeling of cock on cock, despite the condom between them, added to his pleasure.

Mick threw his arms around Evan. “Yes. Do it.”

Evan lined his cock up with Mick’s hole. He pushed. He slid into Mick’s slick perfection. Bliss. He held the pose a moment and stared deep into his lover’s eyes. He’d found his perfect match. Music played in his mind. Words filtered through to him. Mick was his inspiration. Sweet and just as he’d expected.

Mick let go. “I need you to move. I want to feel you within me.”

“I’m there.” He moved his hips, pushing to the hilt before pulling most of the way out. He groaned. He’d never be the same. His thoughts blurred and his senses heightened. The colors around him were brighter, the scent of Mick surrounded him and he could still taste the cum on his lips. Skin on skin, the sound of their thrusts echoed. He was close to coming. He growled. “Mick.”

“I’m right at the edge.” Mick tensed again. “I’m going to come.”

He tried to say yes, but the words evaporated. Nothing mattered except Mick and the moment. He pistoned into Mick. He couldn’t think straight, not that he was thinking about much but his lover.

“Let go,” Mick said. “I’m with you.”

The encouragement was all Evan needed. His resistance shattered as he slammed into Mick. His balls tightened and he came hard. A shiver rocked through him.

Mick moaned. “Holy shit, that feels good.” He laughed and closed his eyes. “I’m repeating myself, but I love what you’re doing.”

Evan collapsed on Mick. His lover overwhelmed him and wore him out. He buried his face against Mick’s neck. He basked in the perfect moment. Life was exactly how he wanted it to be because he had who he needed. He puffed against Mick’s throat. “Feel better?” He sure did.

“Yes.” Mick cuddled up to Evan. “I’m the best I’ve ever been.” He kissed Evan. “You can help me relieve my stress like that any time.”

“Happy to oblige.” Evan twined his legs with Mick’s and sighed. “Stay tonight.” He needed Mick there.

“I should change my clothes before I go to work,” Mick said. “I can’t show up in rumpled clothes I wore the day before.”

“I know.” He’d plead if that was what Mick wanted. “I can set an alarm. I already have one set so I wake in time to start the chores.”

“I know.” Mick splayed his hand on Evan’s chest. “I should go,” he whispered. “Tomorrow is Friday. I’ll stay all weekend.”

“Deal.” He’d rather work like hell

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