Hayes tipped his head up. “Show me.”
Ren pulled off with a wet popping sound and leaned back. Hayes looked down, finding an impressive outline in Ren’s pants. The sight made his blood run hot. He’d seen his friend with a hard-on and naked more times than he could count. But this was different. This was for him. Ren was getting off on submitting. Hayes’s voice was hoarse when he spoke again. “Take it out and jerk yourself while you suck me. But don’t you dare come.”
Ren’s throat worked, but after a brief second, his hand went to his pants. He dipped his fingers inside the fly and pulled out his long, curved erection. It was a cock the women they’d been with had always said hit them in just the right place. Now Hayes found himself wondering if it did the same in men.
“Give me your hand,” Hayes said, the words coming without thought now. Ren lifted it and Hayes spit in his palm. “That’s all you get. Fuck yourself and don’t come unless I tell you to.”
Ren’s cock flexed against his belly and fluid glistened at the tip—a ringing endorsement that this was working for him, giving Hayes an extra boost of confidence that he hadn’t taken this too far. Yet.
Ren wrapped his hand around himself and stroked. Hayes was fixated by the tight grip, on the way the slick head darkened when Ren moved his hand toward it, but soon the view was blocked when Ren leaned forward and licked Hayes from scrotum to tip, making him moan and forget everything else he’d been thinking.
Hayes couldn’t watch anymore after that. He was too lost. Too far gone. He let his head fall back and went along for the ride.
Ren sucked and licked and massaged, edging Hayes, knowing exactly how to bring him to the brink and then back off. And all the while the wet sound of Ren’s hand on his own dick played background music. The guy was taking his fucking time. Walking that fine line between pleasurable and unbearable for them both. And Hayes should’ve wrested back the control. The sub didn’t get to tease him, but it felt too fucking good and he wanted to savor this.
But soon, both of them were too close to wait any longer. The sound of Ren’s fist became faster, more frantic, and the motions of his mouth matched pace. Hayes couldn’t stop the grunts he was making, and before long, he was shoving his cock down Ren’s throat, out of control and desperate.
He didn’t want to come this way. He didn’t want this to end this quickly. Sensation rocketed through him like a locomotive. “Can’t. Gonna.”
He gave Ren the chance to pull off, assumed he would, but Ren only doubled his efforts, taking him deep and pressing a fingertip against Hayes’s hole. Stars burst behind Hayes’s eyelids, leaving streaks of light, and the force of his release barreled through him. A shout scraped over his throat as he came, long and loud, and shot everything he had down Ren’s throat.
Ren groaned along with him and hummed through his own orgasm, finally pulling off and coming all over his hand and the pristine wood floors.
Messy. Out of bounds. And so fucking hot, Hayes’s cock jerked in aftershock.
Hayes’s head bowed and his heart thumped like it was going to pop out of his chest. Sweat rolled down his back. But despite the orgasm, his body didn’t settle. He still felt this pounding need. Too many years of denial were built up. His cock was still half-hard.
He reached out and grabbed Ren’s bicep, helping him to his feet. “You came without permission.”
Ren smiled, lips slick from sucking Hayes’s cock. “Guess you should do something about that.”
Hayes couldn’t help it. He laughed. Goddamn, how had he not realized he loved the arrogant son of a bitch? He grabbed Ren by the neck, tugged him forward, and kissed him.
Ren stiffened fo
r a moment, like he hadn’t seen that coming, but then he gripped Hayes’s waist and pressed his mouth and body to his, giving in to the kiss. Skin to skin. Lips and tongues colliding.
Hayes sank into the connection, the taste of his come mixing with the lingering flavor of whiskey and Ren. His hand tightened on Ren’s neck as he deepened the kiss and soon his cock was hard and bumping up against Ren’s. Yes. Apparently, he wasn’t the only one up for a round two. They ground their hips against each other and hands explored until they were both fully hard again.
Hayes had forgotten how erotic it was to simply kiss and be touched, to have no barriers, to play. He’d rarely done that with subs. The scenes had always been more structured. He walked Ren backward until he hit the bed. They tumbled onto the mattress together, making out like teenagers and grunting and groaning like they were going to explode. Ren was as aggressive as he was, taking and touching and shifting their positions. But when Hayes pinned him down and locked his arms against the bed, he didn’t miss the catch of breath in Ren’s throat.
Hayes broke away from the kiss. “Supplies?”
Ren’s pupils were so big his eyes had gone black, blitzed on lust. “Drawer on the right.”
Hayes reached over and rummaged around, grabbing what he needed. He tossed the lube and condom on the bed and braced himself over Ren. “Want to know a secret?”
Ren’s Adam’s apple bobbed. “What’s that?”
Hayes leaned down next to Ren’s ear. “I knew what you did in my bed. I used to pretend to sleep so I could listen to how hot you sounded when you came. I’d jerk off every morning remembering it.”
Ren hissed out a breath.
“Now let’s see if all that fantasizing was worth it.”
He climbed off Ren and flipped him onto his stomach. Part of him wanted to fuck him face-to-face but that’s not what Ren had fantasized about. He’d wanted dominant, aggressive Hayes. He’d wanted to be used. And Hayes would happily give him that.
Hayes yanked Ren’s pants the rest of the way off and then shoved Ren’s thighs forward, spreading him. The sight was one that had Hayes’s cock painfully hard again. The strong, sleek body of his best friend glazed in sweat and open for him. Hayes loved women and their bodies, that softness and all those curves. He loved to worship at that altar. But there was also something unbearably arousing about a powerful man like Ren surrendering to him, especially knowing Ren didn’t afford anyone else this privilege.