This was gonna be so fun.
He rolled them so he could finish undressing Quinn, and the man watched him silently as he did. He dropped his jeans and belt on the floor, then ran his hands over lightly hairy shins and up the insides of his leanly muscled thighs. “Nice boxers,” he whispered before he grabbed them by the waist. With his teeth. In his peripheral vision, he caught Quinn’s hands curling into fists as he lifted his hips. Shane pulled them down slowly until that beautiful dick was completely exposed. He rubbed his cheek over it and kissed it before going back to the boxers—with his hands this time.
Quinn was panting, pre-come already leaking from his slit. Desire hummed in every inch of Shane’s body as he hurriedly finished undressing and stretched out on top of Quinn. He loved this. Loved the feel of bare skin against his. He didn’t have time to really focus on it though because Quinn went for his mouth again. Damn, the guy liked to kiss. And he had a toppy vibe that made Shane surprised he’d only been on the receiving end before.
Anticipation burned in him as he let Quinn roll him to his back. He rubbed on him, his hands sliding over every part of Shane he could reach. He pulled his mouth away and kissed down Shane’s chest, rubbing his cheek in the hair there.
“I fucking love a hairy chest,” he murmured right before he fastened his lips on Shane’s nipple and sucked.
Shane clenched his fingers on Quinn’s arms.
Quinn laved and bit, giving attention to both nipples, nuzzling his nose in the hair in between. He kissed down Shane’s stomach and again, did the thing with his nose in Shane’s happy trail. Shane couldn’t fucking think anymore as he just lay there and let the man explore his body. Enjoy his body, because his fascination was beyond obvious. And hot. So hot. He was glad he’d thoroughly showered right before they’d gone out, because Quinn didn’t stop there either, his nose going right into Shane’s crotch.
He held his breath as that wicked tongue came out to play. Quinn groaned as his nose brushed over Shane’s balls. “I love the way you smell.”
“Fuck.” Shane shut his eyes and made himself count to ten, so revved up he was about to embarrass himself. Shock held him still because this lovely computer nerd had him turned so inside out, he was about to combust. A warm, wet mouth slid over his dick and he moaned. “Condoms. Lube,” he panted. “In the drawer.”
The suction didn’t let up for two more slides before Quinn pulled off and kissed back up his body.
“For someone who said he didn’t”—he broke off when Quinn licked his nipple—“like sex, you sure are good at it.”
“You inspire me.” Quinn breathed into his neck as he rubbed his chest over Shane’s.
“Thank God,” Shane groaned. “Please. Get the lube. I want you in me. Now.”Quinn had never been so turned on in his life. He dug inside the drawer, so drawn to Shane’s body, he hated being that far away from it right then. He loved every inch of that long, tight form. Loved the pattern of hair on his chest and abdomen. It wasn’t overly thick and it ran from his collarbone to his nipples. So fucking sexy, Quinn wanted to just rub his whole body over it. Shane worked out more than he did, but he wasn’t large—just nicely toned with ripped abs and he obviously used the bikes in the living room, because his thighs were things of beauty. Quinn had every intention of picking up more hours at the gym after this. He wanted to look good for him.
Their time would be too short for much change, he reminded himself.
He didn’t want to think about that.
He also didn’t want to think about why that thought bothered him.
Sex had never been this fun, this full of gliding touches and laughter and…heat. And he was still shocked that Shane wanted to bottom for him. Anticipation made his fingers shake as he coated them with lube and crawled back on top of Shane. When Shane opened his legs, Quinn couldn’t stop himself from kissing the man again. His mouth was just so fucking erotic. He didn’t shove his tongue into Quinn’s mouth; he let it glide slowly, surely, and Quinn couldn’t get enough.
Quinn pulled off and held his body up. “Do you want to turn over?”
“Normally, I’d say yes. Love it like that. But no.” Shane grabbed his wrist and pushed his hand between his legs. “I want to watch you. I’m assuming you know what to do.”
Quinn watched Shane’s face as he rubbed his fingers around his hole, spreading the lube. Shane’s mouth fell open, his breaths increasing as he stared back. His eyelids lowered when Quinn slid his index finger slowly inside him. Oh fuck, it was so tight in there. So hot. The walls silky against his skin. He moved his finger, sliding it in and out. When he added the second finger, he kept his gaze locked on Shane, looking for signs of pain. But either Shane got off on the pain or he wasn’t feeling it. No, instead he was bucking up, his ass grasping on to Quinn so tight, he wanted inside him more than he wanted his next breath. He added a third finger and couldn’t take his eyes off Shane’s face as his eyes slid shut.