Page 59 of Goaltender Interference

Which, of course it was, but Connor hated giving him the satisfaction of knowing it.

Jesse unlocked the door and Connor gazed skyward, hands on his hips as he took a few deep breaths and tried to remember that he’d only brought this on himself.

He was a little calmer by the time he stepped inside, but that didn’t last long when he found Jesse sprawled on the couch, blatantly rubbing his dick through his clothing.

“C’mere,” he said, crooking a finger. “I wanna suck you.”

“Upstairs,” Connor said firmly. “Now.”

“Aww, c’mon. It’ll be more fun here.” Jesse licked his lips.

“No. Not when half a dozen people in my family have keys and could walk in at any moment. It’s upstairs or nothing.”

“Shit, good point.” Jesse got up off the couch. “Although the threat of getting caught can be hot too,” he pointed out, stripping off his sweatshirt.

Ignoring the fact that Jesse had a good point, Connor planted a hand on his back and shoved him toward the stairs. “Go!”

Once again, blood pounded in Connor’s ears as he followed Jesse up the stairs, but he wasn’t sure if it was from arousal or frustration. Maybe both.

Jesse made a beeline for his bedroom, chucking the sweatshirt on the bed. Connor pulled Jesse’s bedroom door tightly shut behind them, then twisted the lock into place.

They were alone in the house but he’d meant what he said earlier. He couldn’t be too careful. Because he drew the line at getting caught by hisfamily.

“So, are we going to do this or what?” Jesse asked.

Connor stepped forward, curling a hand around the back of Jesse’s neck. “You wanna suck me off so bad? Well, get on your knees and prove it.”

“Fuck yes! Finally.” He pulled away but only far enough to grab a pillow and toss it on the floor.

Connor laughed at his enthusiasm but that quickly faded when Jesse peeled Connor’s sweats and underwear down to mid-thigh. His cock sprang out, not as hard as it had been earlier, but it wouldn’t take much.

Jesse gave him a few strokes of his dry hand, rolled his neck, then sank down over Connor’s cock, engulfing him in the wet heat of his mouth. He bobbed over him like a man on a mission and Connor groaned, because he’d thought Jesse might work up to it a little, but there wasn’t a bit of teasing in his movements as he sucked Connor’s dick like there was nothing in the world he wanted more.

Connor was hard now. Almost painfully so.

“Fuck,” he whispered. He combed his hands through Jesse’s hair, breathing a little shakily. He might have wanted to kill Jesse earlier but now he was starting to wonder if he’d actually died and gone to heaven. “Yourmouth.”

Jesse hummed, his eyes sparkling as he glanced up, moving faster over Connor’s dick, the wet, slurping sounds obscenely loud in the quiet room. It was brightly lit too, the sunshine spilling in the windows and showing every detail in high definition. Connor could see the glisten of Jesse’s spit on his cock, the way his mouth was stretched at the corners.

The thickness of his eyelashes over his gray-blue eyes.

Connor closed his eyes, breathing hard, half-afraid he’d come immediately, like an eager teenager. He hadn’t been this wound up in a long time. Of course, the teasing on the way home hadn’t helped.

“You love this, don’t you?” Connor asked roughly, finally understanding that all of Jesse’s teasing had been foreplay. Not just the touch, but the argument. The riled-up emotions turned him on. “You love showing off this way.”

Jesse moaned around his cock, sending tingling vibrations through Connor’s body. His balls tightened, need spreading across his body in heated waves. And maybe Connor was into that same thing. Maybe he loved the way Jesse poked at him and made his temper flare and his blood heat.

And somehow, Jesse knew it.

“You love having my dick in your mouth,” Connor continued. He shifted, widening his stance a little until he had better balance. “You love to be on your knees like this.”

Jesse made an eager sound of agreement and Connor moaned at the sensation, tugging a little harder on Jesse’s hair. As if in answer, Jesse grabbed Connor’s ass cheeks, gripping tighter, forcing Connor’s cock into the back of his throat.

A rush of fire went through Connor. He’d never been with anyone before who loved sucking cock like this. Loved being treated a little more roughly. It reminded him of being on the ice, when adrenaline flooded his body and everything went sharp and crystal-clear.

“Jesse,” he moaned. “Fuck, you feel so goddamn good.”

Jesse bobbed faster, fucking his mouth on Connor’s cock, forcing him deeper into his throat. Connor let out a desperate noise at the hot constriction around the head of his cock, the urge to come building to an almost irresistible level.

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