I groaned as I sank deeper. The tight wet feel of him was unbelievable. I pulled back and pushed in again. He looked up at me, and his eyes urged me on. My next stroke was harder and deeper. Snake moaned around my cock, and that was all it took for me to let go and fuck his mouth like I wanted to. He’d said he wanted that, and fuck if it didn’t feel like the most incredible thing ever.
6
Snake
I rarely let anyone else take charge in bed or in any other area of my life, but even with my arm injured, I knew I could overtake Leland easily. I didn’t want to, though. I wanted him to keep going. I wanted him to keep driving his cock deep into my throat. I loved how it felt, and even more, I loved watching him come alive, seeing the fierce desire on his face and his confidence as he let go and took what he wanted. Jesus, he was hot like this. His raw desire could keep me on my knees. I could really get used to this, so used to it.
Leland’s movements became more erratic, and his breathing shifted, sounding more desperate and like he was struggling to take in enough air. I knew he’d come soon if I didn’t make him stop. As much as I wanted to watch Leland’s face as I swallowed his load, I also wanted to feel him come with me buried deep inside him. I needed to feel his ass contract against my cock as he cried out in pleasure.
I pushed at his hips, and he pulled out immediately, eyes wide as he gazed down at me.
“Are—are you okay? Did I… Hurt you?” he asked gasping for breath as he hung over me, braced on his arms.
I shook my head. “No way. That was perfect.” My voice was rough and my throat sore, but I didn’t care. “I want to be inside you when I come.”
He looked over his shoulders, and when he sucked in his breath, I knew he’d seen how my cock had pushed past the waistband of my boxers and was leaking precum. He slid down my body, took hold of my underwear, pulled it down my legs, and tossed it on the floor.
“Lube,” I demanded.
“Shit.” He glanced around. “I don’t know… I didn’t think…”
“If Beau’s as into this man as you told me he is, he’s probably got some stashed in every room.” I had to fight not to laugh at the horrified look on Leland’s face.
“I’m not going to… I can’t…”
“My bag.” I pointed to where I’d dropped it. “There’s some lube in the front pocket and condoms too.”
Leland scrambled off the bed and began his search. Fortunately, he found the little bottle quickly and returned.
“Get yourself ready,” I ordered. “I want to watch.”
“Um… I don’t…”
“The man who just rammed his cock down my throat can definitely lube up his ass while his man watches.”
His eyes widened. “Was I too… I didn’t mean…”
“Leland, I loved it. You don’t have to be shy with me. You don’t have to pretend with me. I want you to take everything you need, and I want to watch you do it.”
He still looked nervous as he squirted lube onto his fingers, but once he pushed them into his ass, his confidence returned.
I wished he’d look at me, but he kept his eyes closed as he groaned and rode his fingers, working them deep and moving them faster and faster until I ordered him to stop.
He pulled out slowly, finally looking at me. His eyes were dark, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
I reached out for him. “Come here. I need to be inside you now.”
He nodded frantically. “Yes, please. That.”
7
Leland
I climbed on top of Snake, trying to be careful not to bump his arm. He squeezed my waist hard with his good hand. “Stop worrying about hurting me. I want you to ride me without holding back. I want to watch you completely let go.”
I wanted that too, but I wasn’t sure I was capable of it. I’d learned to be wary during sex. My first encounters had been with boys at the private school I’d attended. I was scared that when we finished, they’d beat me up, even though I’d given them exactly what they wanted. Those assholes didn’t want to acknowledge what we were doing because, of course, they were straight, not gay like me. They just occasionally liked a boy to suck them off or bend over for them, that was all.
Once I’d decided being myself was more important than being who my family wanted me to be, I’d struck out on my own, but I’d never really felt safe until I started working for Beau and had the money to get a place of my own. Since then, I’d focused on work, not on finding some asshole to fuck.