Sparks lit under Garrick’s flesh everywhere Devlin grazed his lips. Garrick’s cock leaked a wet spot into the couch cushion with every soft lick from Devlin, and his passage already throbbed like mad for someone to plug it deeply.
Not someone. Devlin. It has to be Devlin.
When Devlin’s mouth came within millimeters of tasting the curve of Garrick’s left buttock, Garrick shrieked inside with denied need.
“Please,” Garrick whispered roughly. He reached back and shoved the lube into Devlin’s hand. “Get me ready. Fuck me.”
Devlin paused with his lips against the cleft of Garrick’s ass. “Open that for me,” he pushed the lube back into Garrick’s hand, “and I will.”
Garrick took the small tube and put the sealed cap to his mouth. The second he did, Devlin spread Garrick’s ass cheeks apart and licked right down his crack to his hole. His nubby tongue teased and poked at Garrick’s ring, and Garrick bucked back into the shock of intimate contact. Devlin held him wide open and nuzzled his full face into Garrick’s crease, making hungry, voracious noises as he laved and sucked on Garrick’s pucker. Each press with the flat of Devlin’s tongue on Garrick’s sensitive asshole alternated with a gentle suckle on the tight muscle and a dart of his tongue into the tiny opening to fucking lick inside. Each rotation spiraled Garrick deeper and deeper into a place where only raw pleasure and need existed.
“Oh yeah...” Garrick pressed his forehead into the wall and gritted his teeth through the base, heavenly kiss Devlin delivered to his hole. Garrick’s passage and dick pulsed in unison, and without thinking, he shoved his hand down to his cock, tunneled the length between his spread thighs back to Devlin, and ordered roughly, “Suck that too.” He growled and pushed his ass into Devlin’s face, feeling primal to his core. “Eat me everywhere.”
Devlin dipped down; he tongued the rim of Garrick’s cock, licked into the slit, and then took the first few inches into the warm cavern of his mouth, surrounding Garrick in wet, wonderful heat. The abbreviated blowjob squished Garrick’s balls up against his body, but he continued to rub the base of his cock while Devlin sucked the other end and created the sweetest kind of pain. Garrick squeezed his eyes shut and suffered through the perfect agony of this mating. He didn’t think anything could make this moment better ... and then Devlin started thumbing Garrick’s pucker and oh-so-gently eased the blunt tip into Garrick’s ass.
Oh yes. More.
Garrick tried to push back and steal something more than just a phantom touch, but Devlin pulled away and bit the inside curve of Garrick’s buttocks, surely leaving marks. He spanked Garrick’s hip and flank, not quite gently, but not with violence either. The sound cracked through the room as Devlin’s hand made contact with Garrick’s flesh again, and it drew a sharp cry from Garrick at the same time as it pulled an arousing sting to the surface of his skin.
“You like that, huh?” Devlin rubbed the flesh he’d just reddened with his hand.
“Yeah.” Guttural emotions and fears still churned inside Garrick, and he needed something equally powerful and coarse to take it all away and make it better. “Do it again.”
Devlin smacked the flat of his hand across Garrick’s buttocks--one, two, three, four times--delivering stinging hit after hit that smarted and had Garrick grunting in time with each firm spank. As quickly as Devlin warmed Garrick’s buttocks with his hand, he delved two fingers down Garrick’s crack to finger his hole. He pressed just a bit, enough to start a little burn, but not enough to break through and penetrate Garrick’s ass.
Garrick moaned and wiggled his ass and rubbed his prick, turning himself into a wanton who would take anything from this man. “Please.” He pushed back for those fingers again. “Push them in. Take me.”
Devlin murmured words of patience as he kissed his way up Garrick’s back to his nape and rested his mouth just inches from Garrick’s ear. “I thought you wanted my cock.” He rubbed over Garrick’s hole and then reached further down to tease a couple of fingers around the head of Garrick’s dick, stirring those ultrasensitive nerve endings all over again.
Garrick’s chest moved in big waves and his throat felt like he hadn’t taken a sip of water in weeks. “I fucking want that too.” He ripped the plastic off the lube with his teeth and bit down on the cap until it popped open. Turning his head, Garrick looked right into the stormy blur of Devlin’s beautiful eyes. “I want everything with you.”
“And you’ll get it.” His pupils flaring, Devlin closed in and seared his lips to Garrick’s, stealing a rough, invasive kiss. He took Garrick’s mouth with something close to violent savagery as he palmed the tube of lube out of Garrick’s hand. Garrick accepted every punishing thrust of Garrick’s tongue and scrape of his lips--that sometimes involved teeth--with equally aggressive enthusiasm, and very likely bruised Devlin just as much as Devlin did him. Garrick kissed Devlin as if he’d never tasted the man before and wasn’t sure he would ever get the chance to do so again.
Cool slick suddenly coated Garrick’s asshole, and just a second later Devlin slipped one long finger up Garrick’s chute, offering a heavenly hint of taking. Devlin twisted his finger inside Garrick’s channel, greasing the walls of Garrick’s ass, and Garrick gasped as his rectum sucked in to hold Devlin’s finger inside.
Devlin withdrew his digit but quickly rubbed the tips of three fingers around Garrick’s sensitized entrance. “Relax, baby, so I can get a couple more in this time.”
Garrick panted and let all the desperation inside him slip
