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Exhibitionism was way out of Eric’s usual comfort zone, but he didn’t hesitate a second to comply with Kyle’s command. His hand wrapped around his cock and gave it his usual firm, quick strokes. With Kyle watching, and the visual of Kyle’s naked body combined with the lingering taste of his precum in Eric’s mouth, Eric was close to coming in only a few tugs. He grunted and lifted his hips off the bed, bringing his other hand close to catch the impending mess.
“Stop,” Kyle said sternly. Eric did. He breathed through the shock to his system that came from the sudden loss of sensation. He’d never juststoppedbefore. It was...exhilarating. Like catching a slap shot in his glove: awful pain mingled with a heady rush of power.
“You were about to come, weren’t you?” Kyle leaned down, stretching himself over Eric’s body, and kissed his mouth. “That’s incredible. Why the hurry?”
“It’s...it’s how I always do it.”
Kyle seemed to consider this. “Hard? Fast?Punishing?”
“Efficient,” Eric corrected. “Not punishing, just...not leisurely.”
“Well,” Kyle said, kissing his chin, and then his neck, and then his right shoulder, “let’s try another way.”
He sat back on his heels, returning to his place between Eric’s widespread legs. “Start again,” he instructed. “Slowly, this time.”
Any embarrassment Eric had felt at performing for Kyle was pushed out by an overwhelming desire to follow his instructions. When he took his cock in hand, he didn’t hold back his moan of pleasure at the contact. He knew Kyle wanted to hear it, and Eric was determined to give Kyle whatever he wanted.
“That’s right,” Kyle said huskily, watching as Eric moved his hand slowly over his shaft. “Nice and easy.”
Warmth bloomed in Eric’s stomach at Kyle’s praise. He dragged a hand lazily over his own chest, rubbing lightly at skin that felt as raw and sensitive as his cock. Like every inch of him was an erogenous zone, like Kyle could touch him anywhere and he would come instantly.
But that wasn’t what Kyle wanted, so Eric kept up the achingly slow strokes on his cock, as he brushed his fingers over his torso. He was desperate for more. He wanted to go faster, harder. He wanted Kyle’s hand or his mouth. He wanted Kyle to tell him he could come.
“See how good that is?” Kyle said.
Eric nodded thickly, not even sure if itwasgood or if it was torture.
“You want more, baby?”
Eric nodded again, more certain of that one. “Please.”
Kyle leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Eric’s chest. The contact was barely anything, but it made Eric’s back arch. Kyle laughed against his skin, then kissed down to Eric’s bellybutton, each graze of his lips making Eric squirm and gasp. Finally, he hovered his mouth above Eric’s straining cock. Eric exhaled raggedly, commanding himself not to come the moment Kyle’s lips touched his dick.
If they everweregoing to touch his dick. Kyle began kissing along the jut of Eric’s pelvic bone, then down the crease of his right thigh. When he reached the inside of Eric’s thigh, Kyle nuzzled Eric’s balls, parting his lips only to tickle them with warm puffs of breath. Eric wanted his tongue, his fingers, anything, but Kyle switched to the left side and began kissing back up to Eric’s stomach.
“Bend your knees,” Kyle ordered. “Feet flat on the bed. I want a good look at you.”
Eric assumed he meant he wanted a view of his...well. His asshole. Or at least the area it lived. He complied, trying not to be embarrassed about it.
“You can say no to anything I do or ask, okay?” Kyle said seriously. “You can say stop. You can shut this whole thing down at any time. Do you understand?”
“Yes?”
“Try it without the question mark. This is important.”
“Yes,” Eric said, more steadily this time. “I’ll tell you if I’m uncomfortable. With anything.”
“Good. I’m going to suck your cock now, and, if you don’t mind, I’d like to play with your hole a bit while I’m doing it. Would you like that?”
“I don’t know,” Eric said honestly. He’d liked it when he’d done it to himself, but would it be uncomfortable to have another person touch him there?
“I’ll go slow, and I’ll be gentle. And you can tell me to stop. Remember that.”
“I will.”
“Okay.” Kyle grinned. “Then let’s have fun, gorgeous.”
He licked up Eric’s shaft, slow and hard, and Eric’s hips flew off the bed. Holyfuck. It wasn’t like Eric had never been blown before, but it had been a damn long time. And Kylereallyknew what he was doing. He suckled the head until Eric thought he might die, and then swallowed him down like pro.
