Page 84 of Sweet T

“Jesus Christ,” Tucker mumbled, lifting his head. “I’m gonna come again.”

Evan lifted his head, grinning. “So soon?”

“I can’t help it. You’re pushing all my buttons. It’s overload.”

“What you want next, then? We’re doing it. I don’t care. Whatever you want.”

“I want you, and I want it all. Everything I’ve never done before.”

“You still want to taste me?” Evan asked.

“I do.” Tucker’s eyes grew wide. “I wish I could have you on both ends at the same time.”

Evan chuckled. “A threesome?”

“NO.” Tucker shook his head vehemently. “Just you. Only you.”

“Let’s do a little of both, then.” Evan moved off of the bed. “Scoot down here, to the foot.”

Tucker did so, and before Evan could start anything, Tucker took advantage of proximity, swallowing Evan’s dangling semi.

“Oh,” Evan said, engaging playfully in some dirty talk. “You’re a greedy boy. But how can I fuck you with my dick in your mouth?”

Tucker moaned, pulling Evan into him forcefully, squeezing at Evan’s fuzzy butt cheeks while deep-throating. Evan lowered his hands to Tucker’s head, grinding with slight force. “Or I guess could just fuck your sweet face. Would you like that?”

Tucker pulled off of him, squeezing at Evan’s cock and licking at a precum pearl. “You taste amazing, but no,” he said, lifting his legs and resting them on Evan’s shoulders. “I think you know what I want now.”

Evan cocked his head with acknowledgment and reached for the lube. As he slathered himself up, he noticed just how heavy Tucker’s legs were. He smeared again at Tucker’s pucker–two fingers this time, teasing with a deep twist and a “turn your head and cough please.” Tucker giggled, which was assurance enough to Evan that the big guy was more than comfortable. He pressed the head of his cock in, stopping there in order to lift Tucker’s legs from his shoulders.

“Sorry. Too much weight?”

“It’s all good. But spread ‘em. Gimme a big V.”

Tucker opened his legs wide and Evan held his feet out to each side at an angle, propping himself.

“You ready, T?”

“So ready.”

The bed was low, so gravity assisted. Evan leaned forward, inching in provocatively slow. Tucker moaned. “God, you feel amazing, Ev. And I can see your face. This is perfect.”

“Good. But we’re just getting started.”

Evan let his body weight carry him. He crashed into Tucker, and their groins mashed together with delicious moist friction. He stayed there, pressing them together firmly, allowing Tucker to acclimate to his full length. Tucker’s eyes had rolled back, but his expression was worth all the ridiculous missteps they’d had leading up to the moment. What Evan saw was Tucker, his handsome guardian angel, in the throes of pure ecstasy. Knowing he was responsible was as powerful a pull as being on stage with an audience. It incited within him the desire to reach that plateau from now on–to bring about that delirious expression again and again.

He had fallen farther than expected, though, releasing Tucker’s feet to press the mattress on either side of Tucker for leverage. He was using his hands to push back up when he felt sturdy legs wrap around him from behind, holding him there. Tucker’s eyes opened with a devilish grin. “Gotcha,” he said.

“Yeah? What are you gonna do, just hold me here?”

“I might. I wish I could just hold you here forever.”

“What if I have a few tricks up my sleeve? For your enjoyment, of course.”

“O-KAY,” Tucker said with a massive sigh and mock reluctance. He released Evan. Instead of standing, Evan stayed there, pushing up with his own strength and beginning a slow, steady grind. Tucker responded, surprising Evan by easing into a gyrating move on the bed beneath him, meshing into the same rhythm like an experienced pro.

Sooner than he’d planned, Evan was near the brink–so he stopped, pulled out, and went down on Tucker, replacing his cock with his fingers. He made this move so fast that Tucker barely had time to register. Suddenly, Tucker was again reaching nirvana, trying to suppress his orgasm against Evan’s relentless mouth and fingers.

“Oh, no,” Tucker cried, alarmed. “Not yet.”

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