“I want to watch you fuck yourself with your toy, one day. I bet you’ll look hot as fuck, pushing that in your ass while you look at me,” Quick murmured thickly.
Cayson didn’t admit the last time he’d used that thing Bush was in office. He never felt fulfilled by it. Most people used toys like that to spice things up in their bedroom. Cayson had used it to make up for the lack of anyone in his bedroom.
“I’m going to take real good care of this beautiful ass, Cays. And as soon as I feel I can control myself, I’m going to fuck it until you’re begging me to stop.”
“God,” Cayson gasped and clamped down on Quick’s thick finger as he pressed inside his heat. His body began to tremble and Quick wasn’t even up to the first knuckle.
“Easy baby. I got you.” Quick was lying next to him, while Cayson lay flat on his stomach, eagerly accepting what was being offered.
Quick pumped the tip of his finger, and Cayson flinched when he felt more lube run down his seam. With their faces only inches apart, Quick leaned in for a kiss. “Does that feel good?”
“Mmm hmm.” Was all Cayson could articulate.
“I need to hear you, Cays.”
Quick sank his blunt finger in inch by inch until he hit Cayson’s gland, making his hips rise off the bed of their own volition. “Ohhh, fuuuck.” His goddamn prostate. He’d begun to wonder if it still worked.
“That’s it. I wanna hear you.” Quick climbed back on top of Cayson, slowly fucking his ass with one finger, while he bent down and sucked the head of Cayson’s dick, which lay, red and throbbing, between his thighs.
He thought Quick was new to this, but the man ate his ass and fingered him like a pro. His big hunter was a natural. Cayson humored himself to think Quick was made just for him, since no other man ever had him. Well, he had no intention of letting a man like Quick get away if he could help it.
“Turn around,” Cayson gasped, his orgasm so close to the surface he had to stop and take a few gulps of air. Quick was making him feel so good. By the time he pulled his head out of the clouds, he realized that he was taking all the pleasure for himself. Just because he’d had selfish lovers in the past, it didn’t mean he was one. He wanted to taste Quick so bad. Make him yell for him – make him come undone.
“I don’t need anything,” Quick said huskily. “I just wanna please you.”
“Then let me taste you,” Cayson said, rolling to his side.
Quick slowly pulled his finger from Cayson’s ass and turned and brought his pelvis closer to Cayson’s face.
“Are you sure, Cays?” Quick asked again.
He loved that Quick was being a respectful gentleman, but he really didn’t need to keep asking him that. Cayson was more than sure, especially when Quick’s cock was knocking against his chin. First thing that caught Cayson’s attention was Quick’s appealing masculine smell. It made him push his nose up under those heavy balls and breathe in a deep gust of that wonderful fragrance, wanting it all over his body and his bedding.
It took a little maneuvering for them to get in the classic sixty-nine position, but as soon as they did, Quick tucked Cayson into his chest and went back after his hole. Cayson shook as he licked at the wide, blushed crown of Quick’s thick cock. It was a decent length, but it was the girth that made Cayson’s mouth water. Opening as wide as he could, Cayson took in as much of that wide cut cock his mouth would allow, hollowing his cheeks and sucking hard when he pulled off. Quick’s body jerked on the bed and his ass-eating technique faltered, but it only made Cayson work harder. His sounds were obscene as he licked and slurped nosily around the base, his nose twitching against the wiry hairs there.
“Cays, fuck! You’re gonna make me come.”
“Yes,” Cayson moaned, and filled his mouth again.
Quick spit around Cayson’s hole and plunged his finger back inside while he did the exact same thing to Cayson’s dick that he was doing to his.
“Gonna come,” Cayson gasped. He jerked Quick a couple times, feeling the shaft expand in his fist. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.”
Quick pushed hard on the spongy gland buried in Cayson’s channel, making him come harder than he ever had in his life. “Rome! Ahh, god!”
The first jet of hot come burst from Cayson’s cock so fast and forceful, he almost bucked Quick off of him. It must’ve surprised Quick, too; because he pulled off Cayson’s dick and pumped his shaft as the rest of his come hit him on his chin and his chest. It looked so damn erotic. His come coating his lover. He’d just barely finished, his orgasm still wrenching tiny spasms of pleasure from him, when Quick yelled his own warning before he flooded Cayson’s mouth with his essence. However, Cayson didn’t let a drop get away. He wanted all of Quick for as long as he could.