“Get naked. I want to see all of you.”
He sat back on his heels and tugged off his shirt and hoodie.
I did the same, tossing both over the side of the bed as Jules went to work on his pants.
There was no teasing, no flirtation, just two horny-as-fuck dudes getting naked as quickly as possible.
We had to pause to take off our shoes and socks. Then our pants were on the floor, and we were finally naked.
“So sexy.” He lowered himself on me again, lining up our cocks, and slipped his knees between my legs.
“Fuck, Jules.” I arched into him.
He slid his hand down my chest, across my stomach, pausing to play with my treasure trail.
Then he gripped me in his hand and stroked up my length.
“So hard for me.” He pressed a few chaste kisses against my lips. “So big.”
I made a sound that was half chuckle, half moan as he squeezed my base.
“Brat. You’re going to tease me until I’m begging, aren’t you?”
“Yup.” He gave me a big, happy smile, let go of my cock, and dragged a finger up my shaft. “Got a problem with that?”
“Nope.”
Grinning, he lifted his finger to his mouth and licked off a bead of precum. “Yummy.”
“You’re killing me.”
“Good.” He bent his head and pressed soft kisses against my chest. “It’s my turn to play.”
“God.” I threaded my fingers in his hair, holding on for dear life as he continued to kiss and tongue my chest.
“Fuck!” My hips bucked as he closed his mouth over my nipple, gently biting as he suckled it until it was hard.
“You like that.” He gave me a devious grin, then dove down and pulled the other into his mouth.
“Holy fuck.” I stared up at the ceiling as my world began to spin.
Pliant Jules was incredible, but playful Jules was out of this world.
He moved between my nipples, his hands roaming over every inch of me he could reach. It was too much but not nearly enough.
“Shit, babe,” I panted as he finally let my nipple go and kissed his way down my stomach.
“Such a pretty cock.” He settled between my legs and ran his finger over my cockhead, playing with the precum. He looked down at me, a pleased smile on his lips, as he teased my dick with his fingertip.
“You’re killing me, Jules.” I fisted the comforter.
He grinned mischievously, leaned down, and licked my cock from base to tip.
“Need more?” he asked, a playful lilt to his voice.
“God, yes.”
He sucked me into his mouth, pulling me all the way to the back of his throat on the first pass.