Page 69 of Common Goal
“Wow,” he gasped. “That’s...wow.” He was pretty sure the head of his cock was in Kyle’s throat, which was an overwhelming and excellent sensation.
Kyle pulled off. “Just getting started, champ. Relax and let me give you your reward for that win in Toronto.”
Those words ignited something in Eric. He liked the idea of being rewarded for his accomplishments. He liked feeling like he had earned this pleasure.
He propped himself on his elbows so he could watch Kyle take him deep again. Kyle glanced up at him through his lashes, his lips stretched wide around Eric’s cock, and if he could smirk right now, Eric was sure that he would. Kyle didn’t seem at all self-conscious about being watched; he seemed to enjoy it, actually, working Eric’s cock while moaning happily as if it was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
Kyle’s fingers trailed over Eric’s balls, and then down to the sensitive skin below them. He pressed there, and the pressure sent a jolt through Eric. Kyle chuckled around Eric’s cock and kept massaging him, rubbing slow, firm circles that felt incredible.
Eric tensed when Kyle touched a fingertip to his hole. It was a gentle touch, brushing the puckered skin, but it was so unusual and exciting that suddenly he was right on the edge of coming again.
He closed his eyes and breathed through the intense desire to come. He commanded himself not to, wanting more of Kyle’s mouth and his fingers. He wasn’t ready for this to be over.
Mercifully, Kyle pulled off then, giving Eric a moment to retreat from the brink. Eric watched as Kyle sucked two of his own fingers into his mouth, soaking them in saliva, then grinning as he held them up for Eric to see. Before Eric could react, Kyle was taking his cock into his mouth again. A second later, his slick fingers were pressing against Eric’s hole.
Distantly, Eric had the thought that he should have set a bottle of lube on his nightstand so Kyle could have easy access, but he didn’t want to interrupt what was happening now. Even without proper lube, the circles Kyle was tracing on Eric’s entrance were electric.
“Good?” Kyle asked, checking in.
“Yeah,” Eric said hoarsely. “Feels amazing.”
“This?” Kyle asked, pressing slightly at his hole. Eric gasped, shocked at how good that felt. He had told Kyle he wasn’t ready for penetration, but suddenly he was desperate forsomething.
“Do that again,” he panted. “Please.”
Kyle grinned knowingly as he pushed again, slightly harder this time. Eric’s groan was so loud he instinctively covered his mouth with his arm.
“Uh uh,” Kyle said, wrapping a hand firmly around Eric’s wrist and pulling his arm away. He held it in the air above Eric’s head, which was an entirely new intense sensation. “Don’t hide those beautiful noises from me. I earned those.”
Eric’s mouth spread into a wide, probably goofy smile as he gazed up at Kyle. One hand still held his wrist high in the air, and the other was rubbing careful fingers against his hole. In that moment, Eric felt perfectly happy and relaxed and he enjoyed the view of the beautiful man who was taking care of him. Kyle’s erection jutted out, dark and still shiny with Eric’s spit. Without even realizing he was doing it, Eric reached for it, wrapping his free hand around the shaft and stroking it slowly and gently like he’d been instructed to do to his own cock before.
Kyle dropped his wrist, which felt like a loss until Kyle moved that hand to Eric’s cock. They locked eyes as they stroked each other, and Eric was shocked by how dark Kyle’s normally pale eyes were. His lips were red and swollen from sucking Eric’s cock, and his skin was flushed across his chest and up his neck. He looked absolutely stunning, like a fallen angel who was only on this planet to teach mortals how to fuck. The whimsical fantasy made Eric groan, which made Kyle smile wickedly.
He let go of Eric’s cock, and shifted down the bed, forcing Eric to release Kyle’s cock as well. He licked a stripe up Eric’s shaft, then said, “You want me to finish you like this?”
Every part of Eric screamed yes, even though he knew he’d be sorry when it was over. He nodded, then bravely said, “I want you to push inside me. A little.”
Kyle looked thrilled by this request. “I’ll go slow,” he promised. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“Okay.”
Kyle took Eric’s cock in his mouth, and for a minute or so his fingers just continued their gentle circles around Eric’s entrance. The anticipation, mixed with the ecstasy of having his cock expertly sucked, sent him soaring. His toes curled and his fingers flexed against the blankets as he willed himself not to come before Kyle could press inside him.
Finally, he felt the thrilling pressure of Kyle’s fingertip breeching him. He tried to relax, wanting to invite him in. Kyle kept working his cock with his talented mouth, but his gaze flitted up to Eric’s face, watching his reaction.
Eric couldn’t say anything. He could only grit his teeth, as the inevitability of his orgasm set in. He tried to fight it, but Kyle was bobbing his head and doing complicated things with his tongue in exactly the right spot, all while his finger created a perfect, burning pressure inside him, and Eric couldn’t stop his orgasm from triggering.
“I’m coming. Fuck, Kyle, I’m—”
He was cut off by the force of his climax, his release rocketing out of him while his mind went blissfully quiet. Every part of him was consumed by pure pleasure, and Kyle stayed right where he was, sucking and swallowing until Eric was drained.
When it was over, Eric dropped his head to the pillows, panting. “Sorry. I tried to last.”
Kyle was kissing the insides of Eric’s thighs. “You were perfect.” He slid his finger out of Eric’s ass, and Eric felt a surprising sensation of emptiness.
“That was...” Eric searched for words. “Incredible.”
“Mm.” Then Kyle sat up and walked on his knees until he was straddling Eric’s waist. He took his own cock in his hand and started stroking quickly. “I’ll make sure it lasts next time. I want to edge you for ages, until you’re begging for release. You ever done that?”
