Nope, he would not be swallowing anytime soon.
But as he glanced up, his gaze locked with Dex, who watched him with a sheepish smile. Shame spread through Hammer like an infection, but when his man wiggled his brows, he realized there was no judgment involved. He scowled and gave a gentle shake of his head, making Dex laugh.
“It’s an acquired taste.”
“I highly doubt it,” Hammer answered before wiping his hand on the sheet.
Dex’s smile was lazy, but he rolled to the side and hugged Hammer. “No, for real. Like, I used to hate coffee, but then started drinking it more often because I needed to stay up all night, and now I like it. I’m not saying you have to, just that you might. If you want to do it again, that is.” He wiggled his shoulders and gave Hammer’s neck a happy kiss.
“I’ll commit to doing it again if you finish me too,” Hammer said, chuckling. His hand descended down his sensitive stomach to close around the stiff dick still waiting for action.
Dex snorted. “I don’t know… It looks so good like this. Hard and stiff,” but despite teasing Hammer, he was already headed down. He left kisses along the way, stopping for a little bite on the side of Hammer’s pec.
Hammer gasped, again surprised by the touch, but he wasn’t feeling in any way threatened by it, so he laid back, intent on relaxing as thoroughly as Dex had. “Enjoy it while it remains like this.”
“I enjoy it in any form. I love dick so much,” Dex confessed with a happy sigh, laying his cheek on Hammer’s stomach as his hot fingers wrapped around Hammer’s cock. “But yours especially. It’s the perfect size. Thick enough to push my limits when we fuck, yet not a monster, so I can still take you every day.”
If Hammer were religious, he’d be thanking the heavens just about now. “You’re so damn shameless,” he said, petting Dex’s head, but remained on his back, closing his eyes to focus on the tightness of the boy’s hand and the warmth of his breath on skin.
“Shame doesn’t get you laid.” Dex chuckled and flattened his tongue as he played with the hair below Hammer’s navel, triggering a delicious sense of anticipation two inches lower. “I can hold my own in a fight with most guys, especially regular citizens, so what’s the worst that can happen? Rejection? Being called names? Whatever. As long as I’m getting dick, I’m winning.” It was almost as if he wanted to prove his point when he lowered his head and took all of Hammer’s cock into his mouth, and all the way down his tight throat.
It was like diving into a pool of hot cocoa.
Hammer grabbed Dex’s shoulders and opened his legs wider to accommodate him. What remained of the cum was still drying on his skin, yet he had not finished yet and was feeling increasingly needy. “Good boy…”
Dex’s throat vibrated with a happy purr, sending Hammer to the edge of orgasm. He hadn’t expected to get that aroused when sucking Dex, but here he was, asking to be finished off, because he’d enjoyed himself enough before.
While he liked to call Dex boy or kid, when he looked down, he had to admit that Dex was most definitely aman,even if young. His shoulders had a good amount of lean muscle under ink, and were much wider than his hips. They moved so deliciously when he put his whole body into the motion of sucking dick.
“Doyouwant to swallow?” Hammer asked, breathless as the hot, wet mouth slowed over his dick, making him frantic. He was too aroused to delay his own orgasm now that Dex had finished.
Dex looked up, mouth full of dick, and nodded as much as he was able to while speared onto a thick piece of meat. He grabbed Hammer’s hand and guided it to his own head, never breaking eye contact.
It communicated what he wanted without words.
Use me.
A low grunt escaped Hammer’s lips as he took hold of Dex’s ears and pulled him up the thick shaft, only to drag him back down. The open throat twitched around his sensitive flesh, and he could no longer stay still. His hips followed the primal motion of pleasure as his mind shut down, remaining focused on the cute face taking his merciless thrusts. Tears trailed down Dex’s face as he choked, but his gaze became more intense, as if he were challenging Hammer to give him more cum than he could handle.
Spunk ripped out of Hammer with such force he raised his hips off the bed, keeping Dex’s face embedded in his pubes, even if it meant the kid wouldn’t get to taste any of it.
“That’s it, swallow it,” he rasped, holding Dex’s head in place as he shuddered and choked, yet remained unwilling to pull away. Dex hunger for cock, the fact that he wasn’t just doing this for Hammer’s sake, but that he got off on it, was so damn hot. It wasn’t a rule, but Hammer’s women had often suggested in one way or another that sucking him off was a favor, something he should be grateful for, and while he sure as fuck adored Dex offering his tight throat, he wanted to feel desired. And Dex made his lust for Hammer’s cock abundantly clear in the way he refused to waste a drop of his cum.
“You’re such a horny slut,” Hammer uttered as fatigue claimed his body. But Dex’s mouth felt so good on him he kept his hand on his fluffy head, letting Dex decide when the right time to move was.
Now he wanted to know how sixty-nining a man felt.
Dex’s lips were so plump, flushed, and slick with saliva when he lifted himself. “How can I not be when your dick is just so perfect?” He gave Hammer’s cock a kiss, staring at it lovingly, but then proceeded to climb back up Hammer’s form.
This time, he slumped on top of him with all of his weight. It was substantial enough to alarm Hammer, since in his experience, the presence of a male body so close indicated danger, but he soon relaxed, enjoying its warmth.
Dex posed no threat to him.
“Oh, someone’s getting bold.”
Dex snorted and kissed Hammer on the lips, sliding one arm under him, while stroking Hammer’s side with the injured one, which fortunately wasn’t in too terrible of a shape. “You don’t try, you don’t get. Have I mentioned yet that you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had?”
Had he? Hammer had no idea anymore, but he'd believe anything after the risk Dex had taken to save him.