Page 74 of Icing the Play

“Gladly.” Nudging my sensitive dick to his hole, I slipped the tip in.

He winced and clenched his jaw.

“You okay?” I held still, the heat of his body beckoning me. My gaze searched his face.

“Yeah, great. Go. Fuck me, Cooper.” His throat bobbed with a hard swallow. “I love you so much.” His brows creased.

“Jesus, Myles.” My eyes stung and my heart throbbed. He was giving me all he had. “Love you too,” I said, my voice cracking. I had to hold it together. I slowly pushed inside him, the intense pressure and friction winding pleasure through every nerve ending. As my balls reached his ass, I stopped and dropped onto my elbows, my forearms cradling his head.

He wound his legs around my hips, hooked his ankles and brushed his knuckles over my cheek, his gaze darting across my face. “I’ve let no one know me as well as you do. I want you toknow that. You own me too. I should have told you these things before?—”

“Ssh.” I pressed my finger on his lips. “You’re telling me now. That’s what counts.” I pulled out and pushed inside him, and a surge of pleasure rolled over me. Groaning, I quickened my pace, keeping it slow, but relentless. Dropping my mouth over his, I kissed him with abandon.

Grabbing the back of my head, he stayed on me, his tongue gliding across mine. Soft whimpers and moans escaped him.

We went on for a few minutes, caught up in each other, the body heat, the emotion of the moment. Loving him and making him happy would be my life’s work. I knew it right then and there. I never wanted to be apart from him. I’d go wherever he went. I’d find a way.

As my cock became increasingly sensitive, my climax teased me, rushing to the surface and falling away. Breaking our kisses, I said, “I’m close.” I kissed his cheek and nibbled on his earlobe, my body trembling.

“Me too. Come with me, Cooper.” He squeezed my hips, adjusting the angle of my cock.

Sneaking my hand between us, I wrapped it around his dick and stroked while fucking him faster and harder, my hips slapping on his ass.

“Fuck, oh my God. Gonna come. Uh, coming.” With his face tensing, he threw his head back and gasped, his cock twitching in my hand and cum painting our chests in quick bursts. His hole clenched around me.

“Oh, baby, coming too.” My climax surged and my whole body contracted with an eruption of pleasure, curling my toes and sparking behind my eyes. Dropping my forehead to his shoulder, I rode out the most intense orgasm of my life. As it slowed, I fell onto his chest and panted. Who the hell needed toys? I freed a weak snicker against his skin.

“What’s so funny, eh?” He relaxed his legs and dropped them to the bed, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

“I was just thinking about how we don’t need toys. They’re fun and all, but…” I lifted my head and brushed a lock of damp hair off his forehead. “Just being close to you like this is perfect.”

He raised the corner of his mouth. “Agreed.” He pressed a kiss on my cheek. “But the next time one of us is traveling, I want to work the vibrating sleeve on you.” He lifted his brow.

“Do you now?” I bit my lower lip and released it. “We can work something out.” I’d have to hide the thing in my bag. My dick slid out of him.

“Good.” He squirmed. “I think I should clean up.”

“How about we both take a shower?” I lifted off him. “Then cuddle in my bed?” And I could hold his dick. God, I was an odd duck, but I couldn’t help myself.

“Sure.” He climbed off the bed.

After our shower,where I indulged in soaping him up and making sure his dick and balls were extra clean, we wandered into my room. Ace and Zoma still weren’t home. “Hey, where are Ace and Zoma, anyway?” I swiped a towel over my damp hair, watching his round ass sway as he walked.

“They were out seeing a movie and having dinner. I should probably let them know it’s safe to come home.” Crouching down, he fished his phone out of a pocket in his discarded jeans and tapped on it. “There.”

Throwing the towel on the floor, I slipped between the covers on my bed and held them open for him. “Get in here.”

“Yes, sir.” With a mock salute, he crawled into the bed beside me. “You’re going to want to hold my dick now, aren’t you?” He laid on his back, slipping an arm under my neck.

Warmth flushed my cheeks. “Uh, yeah.” Laying on my side, I rested my head on his shoulder and snuck my hand around his flaccid cock. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course not. It’s kind of nice having a hand warmer formy dick.” He chuckled. “Just another perk of being with you, eh.”

I hid my face in his neck. I was ridiculous, but at least he humored me. “Good.” I thought over the coming weeks. “You have away games next week, right?”

“I do.” He kissed the top of my hair. “It’s going to be a little frantic with mid-terms coming up.” He sighed. “I think we’ll both be out of town the weekend before Halloween, eh.”

“And we should probably get our next project done for our social media class.” Where was the time going? It would have been fun to go out to the bars all dressed in costume for Halloween, but this was the life of an athlete student.

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