His slacks were too tight to really get a good grip, so he brought both hands around to unzip him. He pushed the pants and underwear down and reached around to grasp both his ass cheeks. His fingers slipped into Wiley’s crease and he rubbed them over his hole. Wiley made another sexy noise, his breath brushing over Baer’s lips.
“Please,” he said in a husky voice.
Baer kneeled to pull off his slacks and underwear. He slowly removed his socks and leaned in to kiss Wiley’s thigh. Soft hair met his lips as he moved up to Wiley’s balls. He nuzzled them and inhaled, taking in the oh-so-fucking-good scent of musk and man.
Wiley tugged on him and Baer quickly kicked off the rest of his clothes before sweeping Wiley up in his arms. It was only a few steps to the bed, and he laid his lover down. Baer followed him, stretching out on top of him. Slim legs opened to him and he rubbed their cocks together, relishing the sounds coming out of the man beneath him.
Nothing had ever felt this good. Nobody had ever created these kinds of feelings in him. Baer felt the connection to Wiley deep in his soul. And he’d have the rest of his life to be with him.
He opened Wiley’s lips with his own, their tongues sliding along each other. They rolled on the bed, a tangle of arms and legs and lips. Sweat built between their bodies as they rubbed and ground against each other. Finally, Wiley straddled him and reached for the lube.
“Give it to me.” Baer held out his hand and Wiley placed the bottle in his palm. “Do you want in me?”
“Next time, okay? I really want you this time. A lot.” Wiley wiggled his hips. “Wanna ride you.”
“Oh fuck, yeah,” Baer breathed as he coated his cock with lube. He covered his fingers and brought them to Wiley’s hole, but Wiley shook his head.
“I don’t even want prep. Just want you. If you don’t get in me fast, I could die.”
“Die, huh? Well, we don’t want that when we’ve just found each other. But I’m going to prep you some because I don’t want to hurt you.” He slowly slid his fingers inside Wiley, going deep and pegging his prostate.
Wiley groaned, rolling his hips with Baer’s movements. Then, he opened his eyes and stared at Baer. “Really. That’s enough. I want you.”
Wiley guided Baer’s cock to his entrance and slowly slid down it.
Gritting his teeth at the intense pleasure and tightness, Baer grasped his hips and held on. Wiley looked so hot above him and as he started to move his hips, Baer couldn’t take his gaze off him. His blond hair fell over his forehead as he rose up and down, his eyes half-lidded and his swollen lips parted as he breathed fast. He was so goddamn beautiful, he stole Baer’s heart. He stared, completely taken by the man making love to him.
He ran his hands up Wiley’s chest, feeling his heartbeat under one palm. It was fast and hard and so unbelievably precious. “I love you.”
Wiley paused his movements, eyes locking with Baer’s. “I love you, too. So much.” He placed his palms on Baer’s chest and lifted his ass before bringing it back down slowly.
Baer cried out, his hands going to Wiley’s hips. He felt the bones beneath his fingers and couldn’t help but tighten them on that sexy, sexy V. Wiley’s body clasped him so tightly, and he felt smooth and hot inside. Baer wanted to stay in there forever.
He thrust up inside him as deeply as he could go, watching Wiley’s eyes open wide. He tilted his head as he rolled his hips, the cords in his neck flaring, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
“I’ve never seen anyone sexier in my life.” Baer could barely get the words past the lump in his throat because he was feeling so many strong emotions, they’d tangled there. Overwhelmed, he held on to Wiley and pushed in and out of his body. “So good. So fucking good.”
“Baer,” Wiley breathed on a cry as his hips picked up speed. “Fuck me harder.”
Baer followed directions and slammed his hips up, going so deep, he felt it in his teeth. Wiley clenched around him and he yelled, not caring if the whole house heard him.
“Yeah,” Wiley said. “Do that again.”
Baer speared up inside him over and over, still unable to take his eyes off the gorgeous man riding him. He reached for Wiley’s cock, pumping it along with his movements, and Wiley’s eyes closed, his mouth falling open. Watching his pleasure was like nothing else, and Baer tightened his fingers and ran his thumb over Wiley’s slit. Wiley shuddered and started moving even faster, his hands coming down to Baer’s chest, fingers clenching in his skin. It hurt, but Baer didn’t give a shit as he watched Wiley coming apart.