Alcy opened his mouth, but Beez stopped him with a hard stare. “My turn, remember?” He rocked his chair back to the floor, reached across the table, and took Carter’s hand. He couldn’t ignore the entreaty in Carter’s voice. “I’ll make it good for you, I promise.” He meant it with every fiber of his being.
Carter shivered. “Okay.”
“I think that’s my cue to leave.” Alcy got up from the table. He kissed the top of Carter’s head, then gazed at Beez with narrowed eyes.
Beez heard the unspoken words.Don’t you hurt him.He gave Alcy a single nod, hoping he got the message.
Alcy winked out of sight, and Carter expelled a breath. “So…”
Beez stood. “Come here.” Carter did as instructed, his gaze fixed on Beez’s chest. Beez cocked his head. “Like what you see?”
“I… I like the hair. I’ve never seen anybody with so much hair on their chest.”
Beez concentrated, and suddenly there was more of it, covering his pecs and stomach in a mat, forming a thick line from his sternum to his navel, edging lower beneath the waistband of his jeans. The hitch in Carter’s breathing told him his instincts were good. Carter raised his hand with obvious hesitation, and Beez grasped it, crushing it against his solar plexus, moving it in languid circles. “Like that?”
Carter smiled, and the light in his eyes was almost mesmerizing. “Yeah.” Now there were two hands on Beez’s chest.
He couldn’t wait a second longer. Beez put his arm around Carter, pulling him in against his body, lowered his head, and claimed Carter’s mouth in a slow, lingering kiss. Carter moaned softly, and Beez reached down with his other hand to cup Carter’s tight ass, squeezing it. Carter groaned, and Beez squeezed it again, this time cupping it and tugging Carter up onto his toes. Carter’s hands were on Beez’s shoulders, and Beez nuzzled his neck, kissing him there, loving the sounds of pleasure and hunger that poured from Carter’s lips.
They stood like that for a few minutes, while Beez let Carter get his fill of kisses. Then he slid his hands under Carter’s T-shirt, stroking his smooth back.
“This needs to come off,” Beez murmured. Carter held his arms high and Beez pulled the garment over his head, chuckling as Carter’s glasses came off with it. Carter grabbed them and placed them on the table, and then it was back to kissing.
Beez couldn’t believe his own restraint. Any other time, and he’d have had the guy facedown, pinned to the mattress—or even the floor—while Beez went balls deep. But Carter’s plea still rang in his ears, and Beez knew this first time, he’d go gentle.
After that? All bets were off.
Carter’s breathing caught as he tentatively reached down to cup Beez’s erection. Beez smiled, taking Carter’s mouth in another slow kiss, and Carter’s hand movements grew bolder, stroking Beez’s length, giving it gentle squeezes.
“Does that feel good?” Beez asked in a low voice against Carter’s neck.
“Mm-hm.”
“Wanna see it?”
Carter let out a throaty chuckle. “Already have, remember? You were naked when you arrived. And it’s not as if I could miss it.”
“Yeah, but now you get to touch.”
Carter turned his face up toward Beez’s. “Oh.”
Beez pointed to Carter’s jeans. “As soon as you take those off. Gotta level up the playing field a little here.”
Carter’s fingers trembled as he undid the button on his jeans. He lowered the zipper and pushed the jeans to his ankles, then tugged them off along with his socks. His cock strained against the white cotton of his briefs.
Beez made short work of his own pants, pushing them down to his knees, his hefty dick springing up. Carter’s sharp intake of breath was gratifying. “It’s so big,” he whispered, wrapping his warm fingers around the shaft. Then he gasped as Beez slid his hand under Carter’s balls, gently cupping them before tracing the outline of Carter’s cock.
“Wanna show me how you take care of this?” Beez gestured to his dick.
“Mm-hm.”
Beez kissed him, this time probing Carter’s warm mouth with his tongue, aware of the tremors coursing through his slim body. Then Carter broke free and lowered himself to his knees. His upturned face was flushed, his eyes bright. He placed one hand on Beez’s hip, and with the other around the root of Beez’s cock, he guided it until the head was against his lips.
That first touch of Carter’s lips was electric.
“Oh, that’s so good,” Beez told him. Carter took him into his mouth, not too far, and Beez was glad about that. Generally, he loved watching guys choke on his dick, but not Carter. “Don’t try to take too much of it, okay?” Then he groaned when Carter gave the fat head a good hard suck. “Oh,Supreme…” He cupped Carter’s nape, holding him steady while he moved in and out of those warm, wet lips, never venturing too far. Andfuck, the way Carter stared at him, Beez’s thick cock sliding into his mouth. The look of awe in those eyes almost unraveled him.
Almost.