Page 8 of His for the Holidays
Adam reached for Mason, curling his fingers around the neck of Mason’s t-shirt and tugging him towards Adam. Mason took his cue and leaned in, kissing Adam again. This time, their tongues explored one another’s mouths eagerly, their breathing becoming heavy and loud. Mason’s dick grew hard between his legs and he shifted a little. Adam’s free hand reached for Masonand landed on his thigh, slid higher, and settled on Mason’s erection.
Mason laughed through his nose and groaned lightly as Adam palmed his growing erection. He couldn’t help but rock his hips up a fraction when Adam’s hand tightened around it.
Adam pulled away, breaking the kiss. “Let’s move this to the couch.”
Mason scooped Adam up in both arms without hesitation and carried him to the sofa, deposited him gently on the cushions and crawled on top of him. Adam moaned loudly as their cocks touched through the cotton of their clothes.
Fuck yes.One thing Mason had learned about himself once he’d come out and started dating men was that he loved the sound of a male partner moaning and crying out. He’d never cared one way or another about vocal women, but with men, the deep tones sent a heady mix of lust and power coursing through his body with every note.
His cock was rock hard and aching already. Eyes closed, Mason moved his mouth to Adam’s throat and licked and bit just above his collarbones. Adam whimpered and clawed at Mason’s back, fists gripping his t-shirt tightly. Mason rucked up Adam’s shirt and moved down to his nipples. He teased one with his tongue, swirling around it as it got hard, then scraped his teeth along the bud.
“Shit.” Adam arched his back into Mason’s touch. He rarely swore, and the sound turned Mason on even more.
Mason lifted his head and looked directly into Adam’s eyes. “Can I blow you?”
Adam laughed shakily. “Nobody’s ever asked that before. Usually they just go for it.”
Mason slid his tongue out and licked a wet line down to the trail of hair on Adam’s stomach. “I just want to make sure you’reokay with all of this.”Drew’s brother. This is Drew’s brother you’re talking about,he reminded himself.
Adam laughed again and nodded. “Never better. Just watch the ankle.”
Mason let a half-grin cross his face, then slid down so his face was directly above Adam’s groin. He gripped the waistband of Adam’s sweats and slid them down, gently removed the sweatpants entirely, and tossed them aside. Then he hooked Adam’s bad leg over his shoulder and lowered himself until his face was a breath away from Adam’s leaking cock.
Mason inhaled deeply and parted his lips. He dragged his tongue along the underside of Adam’s shaft and Adam’s dick jumped and lurched, pre-cum leaking from the tip.
Adam gasped and chuckled. “Come on, just do it.”
“I like to take my time.” Mason licked the salty fluid at the tip and his mouth flooded with saliva. He gripped the base and guided the head towards his lips, which he pressed together tightly. Mason pressed the head of Adam’s cock against his drawn-together mouth, letting it breach him. He immediately stroked the head with his tongue as he took more of Adam’s erection in. The cock inched into his mouth, filling it until the head was pressing against his soft palate. Mason drew back just as slowly until the head was teasing at his lips again.
Adam squirmed underneath him, panting. “Oh, come on.”
“Patience.” Mason sped up, dipping down and back up for a minute or so before switching tactics. He gripped the shaft firmly, stroked it with each bob of his head, and focused his mouth on the head alone, swirling his tongue and sucking hard.
Adam’s hands gripped the sides of the couch cushions firmly as his hips bucked and rocked off the sofa.
Not good enough, Mason thought.I want to hear him.He released the head of Adam’s cock and slid his mouth lower licked Adam's balls, running his tongue between them. Mason nudgedAdam's legs farther apart and worked his cheeks open until Adam’s hole was accessible. Then he rocked forward, pressing his tongue in and lapped at the dark space.
“Holy shit.” Adam squirmed and laughed a breathy laugh, arching away and then back towards Mason.
Mason worked a finger in beside his tongue and slid it into Adam. There was room as Adam relaxed into it, so Mason slid a second finger into him, worked the fingers deep into Adam until he found what he was looking for, and began to thrust against the soft spot inside.
“Oh, God,” Adam cried out. Then a moan ripped from him and one hand flew to his cock.
Mason laughed against Adam’s opening and pulled away, leaving his fingers firmly in place. He moved back to Adam’s cock, pushing Adam’s hand aside. “Don’t touch. Let me do it.” He opened his mouth and took Adam’s cock inside. Mason began to suck again, bobbing his head ferociously as he thrust his fingers into Adam at the same rhythm.
Adam’s hips began to rock up incrementally, matching Mason’s pace, until he was fucking himself on Mason’s fingers and in Mason’s mouth at the same time. As he worked himself into a frenzy, Adam started to groan on each exhale. His hand slid into Mason’s hair and tightened into a fist. Mason just kept working, swallowing Adam’s cock and fingering his ass until Adam couldn’t take it any longer.
Adam cried out. “Shit, shit, shit.”
In response, Mason slowed, pulled off, and chuckled. “Gonna come?”
“God, yes. Don’t—don’t stop.” Adam thrashed around from the chest up. “Please.”
Well, since he asked so nicely… Mason ducked down and sucked the crown of Adam’s dick back into his mouth. He thrust harder and faster with his fingers, pressing into the spot overand over again until Adam was babbling and incoherent. Adam’s cock fattened, the head swelling, and then he began pulsing cum into Mason’s waiting and eager mouth. His ass clenched hard around Mason’s fingers, the muscles tightening. Adam groaned, low and deep, again and again.
He swallowed the cum as quickly as he could to prevent it from escaping.
When the flood ceased, Mason slowed his work and withdrew his fingers. Then he pulled his mouth off of Adam’s dick and dragged his tongue slowly up and down the length of the shaft, making sure he’d gotten every drop. When he was finished, Mason pulled away completely, shifting to sit on the couch comfortably, and watched Adam try to catch his breath. Adam was sprawled on the couch, panting hard, hair mussed, eyes closed.
