Page 109 of Heal
Taking full advantage, Beau licked his way back up Parson's cock and wrapped his lips around him. He stared up at Parson, enjoying the look of pleasure as he slid his mouth down him, sucking and swirling his tongue over him.
As he continued to work Beau's cock, he cupped his balls, rolling them over his fingers, teasing them with soft caresses, then lower, teasing his opening with a single finger, running it over him, but not entering.
Parson lifted his hips, feeding his cock into Beau's mouth, choking him at times as he tangled his fingers in Beau's hair, holding him there when he'd thrust deeper.
Beau loved the force, the rush of his air being cut off for a few seconds, the intensity of his throat being filled. He'd never had an aggressive lover and he was finding it was one of the things he had been missing in his life. He was excited to see where they would take things the closer they became and the more they explored.
"I need you." Parson groaned. "Don't want to come in your mouth. Want you fucking me when I lose it."
Beau pulled his mouth from Parson's cock. His lips were wet, but he didn't bother to wipe them as he bent forward and kissed Parson before reaching over and pulling the condoms and lube from the nightstand drawer.
He settled back on his knees as he tore open the condom and slid it over his shaft. "How do you like it?" Beau asked.
Parson smiled, carefully moving around Beau until he was up on his knees, his ass high in the air in front of Beau.
Beau fisted his cock at the sight. He wanted to take Parson in one hard thrust and bury himself deep, but first, he needed a taste. Gripping Parson's hips, he bent down, burying his face against his ass and licking. He loved the feel of Parson's body tensing, his pucker contracting, and the soft moans of pleasure that filled the room. He licked circles around his hole, then pressed his tongue deeper into him, using his lips, tongue, and fingers to stimulate Parson in every way he could think of.
"Beau, please…"
"Need something, baby?"
"Your cock." Parson had his head pressed into the pillow.
"That's what I'm about to give you." Beau drizzled lube over his cock and over two of his fingers. He slid one finger into Parson, closing his eyes at the tightness and warmth. He was going to lose his mind when he slid into him.
"More." Parson bucked his hips.
Pressing another finger in, Beau worked them in and out of him, opening him and preparing him for his thickness. The last thing he wanted was to cause Parson any pain.
"Fuck!" Parson rocked his body back and forth, riding his fingers. "I need more."
Beau groaned as he forced himself to pull away, rise up, and slap his cock against Parson's ass. "You want this?"
"Yes!" Parson had his hand on his own cock, working it in hard, swift strokes.
"You sure?" Beau pressed the head to Parson's opening and gently started to push.
Without warning, Parson pushed back, forcing Beau to slide balls deep.
"Holy shit, you're tight." Beau braced a hand on Parson's spine as he tried to get his need under control.
"You're the first in years to have me this way." Parson clenched his ass around Beau's cock. "Hard, give it to me hard."
Beau gripped Parson's hips and without any warning, he started to thrust hard and deep, smacking his body against Parson's. It was as if his ass was sucking him deeper, gripping him tighter. His cock ached, tingling as electrical pulses of pleasure shot through him. He moved faster, took him harder, aware enough to make sure he didn't hurt Parson, but so lost in his need that he wasn't sure he could stop if he had to.
He watched his cock sink in and out of Parson, trying to focus on anything but the building pressure in his balls. He reached around, pulling Parson up so he was flush against him, then slid his hand down, taking over jacking him off as he continued to thrust.
Parson reached back, trying to grip Beau's hips, his head arched as he grunted with each thrust.
"Don't you dare scream," Beau whispered in his ear.
"Fuck," Parson groaned.
Beau laughed as he gave in to the pleasure, focusing his attention on his own body and the explosion that was building inside of him. He was so close, riding along the edge, ready to fall at any moment. Sweat beaded over his body as he captured Parson's mouth for a kiss, then released him, pushing him back down to his knees, his hands again on his hips as he tried to keep his rhythm, thrusting once, twice, then losing all control and coming hard.
Parson's muffled cry into the pillow and the wetness covering his hand, along with the tightening of his ass assured Beau that Parson had found his pleasure too.
He rested his head against Parson's back, trying to catch his breath, unable to move.
