Gradyn swallowed down every sharp-tasting drop of Devlin’s cum, craving this taste of man again. No, not just any man. Gradyn milked Devlin’s cock with his throat and hand, stealing as much seed as he could. The taste of this one man.
He growled around Devlin’s length as he struggled with that truth; Devlin hissed in response. Right then, Devlin withdrew his cock from Gradyn’s mouth and their fingers from his ass. Gradyn, still full of desperate need, yanked Devlin down and savaged him with a kiss meant to seal ownership.
Devlin groaned and kissed Gradyn back just as deeply. He curled his hands into Gradyn’s shoulders, crushing the muscles, tangling tongues, and then abruptly tore his mouth away. “Oh fuck, Denny.” He breathed heavily against Gradyn’s mouth, clearly needing to catch his breath as much as Gradyn did. He then licked across Gradyn’s kiss-swollen lips, up to his nose and forehead, where he pressed a small kiss. “I love tasting myself inside you.” Silver flecks danced in Devlin’s eyes. He darted his tongue inside Gradyn’s mouth again with a fast, tormenting lick. “Feels right. Like I’m supposed to be there.”
“Damn it, beautiful.” Gradyn wiped his mouth, and found his hand unsteady. He struggled to breathe through the haze of desire and the acute discomfort pushing against his jeans.
Without looking away, he dug into a bag on the table and unearthed one of the few remaining convenience packets of lubricant he’d purchased yesterday. “Turn around.” He handed the lube to Devlin and started fishing for a condom. “Get yourself ready to sit on me before I lose my shit and this never happens.”
Devlin shifted and presented Gradyn with a straight-on view of his ass. The hills of his buttocks sat high, firm, and so smooth Gradyn just barely resisted the urge to lean forward and rub his face all over them. Devlin tore open the lube just as Gradyn’s fingers brushed across a condom.
After slicking up a couple of fingers, Devlin reached back, pulled a cheek aside, and rubbed his hole with the tips of two shiny digits. Gradyn heard Devlin suck in an almost inaudible gasp at first touch, and Gradyn swallowed hard on the enticing visual. Unable to look away, Gradyn got his belt and jeans open blindly, his fingers fumbling as if frozen, and got the fabric down to his hips. He tore the condom package open as he watched Devlin learn to get comfortable with his pucker, and Gradyn grew somehow harder as Devlin finally broke through and forced a finger up his ass.
Jesus Christ.
Devlin moaned and pushed his hind end into his own taking. It took him a minute, but he pushed a second finger in, clearly stretching himself. Gradyn bit the inside of his cheek with a groan of his own, practically able to feel that snug channel clutching the penetration.
“Oh God.” With his voice sounding strained, Devlin thrust his ass out and worked his fingers in and out of his hole. “I’m getting hard again already.”
Gradyn’s dick reared upward and dropped a line of pre-cum onto his belly. “It’s fucking pushing me to the breaking point just sitting here watching.” He rolled the condom down his cock on instinct, tucked the end to the base, and pinched the tip. “Give me some of that lube,” he ordered, stretching out his hand. “I don’t want this hurting you one bit.”
Devlin reached back with his free hand and squeezed the rest of the clear stuff into Gradyn’s hand. Gradyn quickly transferred it to his sheathed prick and stroked his length a couple of times, moaning as he watched Devlin withdraw his fingers from his hole and leave that opening pulsing for something to fill it.
Holy fuck. He’s beautiful all over.
Gradyn took hold of Devlin’s waist and pulled him closer. As he did, perspiration beaded on his flesh, making his chest slick and shiny. With Devlin facing away from him, Gradyn guided Devlin between his spread legs and curled the man’s hands around the arms of the chair for him. “Now ease down onto me.” Gradyn let go of Devlin and took hold of his own erection, pointing it straight north. “Take however much you want, however fast or slow you want it.”
His hands braced on the chair, Devlin slowly lowered himself; his biceps bunched and veins popped on his forearms as he inched closer, and he stopped when the head of Gradyn’s cock just kissed his entrance. He rocked back and forth, moving barely enough to graze Gradyn’s tip up and down the line of his crack. Gradyn gritted his teeth with every slight touch that didn’t give him what he wanted. Gradyn’s prick screamed for full penetration, for a smothering of every nerve ending up and down his length, but he held still and let Devlin feel him out, one brush of skin against skin at a time, and find his own way.
Then--oh fuck--just when Gradyn thought his head would blow clean off from unadulterated, denied need, Devlin lined himself up with Gradyn’s cock and sank down. He slowly took one inch at a time with his fucking beautiful ass and encased Gradyn’s prick in an amazing, suffocating fire. Both men moaned through the joining. Gradyn rubbed his hands up and down Devlin’s glistening back, needing to touch, and Devlin crushed the arms of the chair under his fingers as he pushed down, his upper body angled slightly forward as he forced his rectum to fully accept the mating.
Burning, tight-as-hell heat enveloped every bit of Gradyn’s prick. “Oh yeah, that’s so fucking good,” Gradyn murmured. He hissed as Devlin wiggled on his lap, the move stretching and opening his passage for more of Gradyn’s length.
“That’s it,” Gradyn said. “Get it all
