Page 79 of Snapping the Ice
If my parents were photographers, or even slightly interested, how would my life have differed? Furrowing my brows, I stared at my beer, wedged between my thighs.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Lucas tipped closer.
“Nothing. I was just thinking how great you both had it as kids.” Fuck, I was bringing the conversation down. Should I tell him about my mom?
“Hey, you’ve done great things despite the bullshit you went through. You should be proud of yourself.” Lucas hugged me to his side.
“Actually, my sister called and told me she’s got my mom to attend a PFLAG meeting with her.” I snapped my gaze to Lucas’s. “But I don’t know if it’ll make a difference. She didn’t sound very open to it.”
“Let the people there do their work, Ezra.” Lucas kissed my cheek. “Have some faith. I know many people have let you down, but good things are on the horizon.”
“Yeah, you’ve got Lucas as a boyfriend and me as a friend. Doesn’t get much better than that.” With a chortle, Evan drank more beer.
After our beers, we made our way to the bedroom. I followed Lucas in and locked the door behind me. “I have news.” My dick perked up. Would he be ready for this?
“What’s that?” He unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders, his muscled chest and hard nipples taunting me.
I sank my teeth into my lower lip. “My test results came back. I’m negative for everything.” I stepped to him and brushed my hand over his chest, rolling a nipple between my fingers.
“Fuck…” he rasped. “You just gave me an instant boner.”
My gaze fell. His hard cock stretched toward his hip bone under his slacks. “I see that.” I cupped his balls and rubbed my palm over his dick. “Do you want to try the fantasy you had? I have some lace to wear.” My gaze cut to his as my dick pulsed, dribbling precum into my briefs.
“Oh, hell yes. What a way to top off a win.” Resting his palm on my cheek, he pressed a searing kiss onmy mouth, biting at my lower lip and thrusting his tongue inside. With a soft moan, he grabbed my hips and hauled our solid dicks together.
Tension knotted in my gut as a shiver worked up my spine. He wanted it, and I had to make this perfect for him. “Let me get changed.”
“How do you want me? On my hands and knees or missionary?” He threw his slacks to the floor, stepped out of them, and crawled onto the bed.
I tapped my index finger on my lips and hummed. How to start this? “Just lie on your back and let’s do what feels right.” Stepping to the dresser, I changed into a pair of lace underwear, tucking my cock into the side by my hip. As I turned around, my gaze caught on him, one arm cradling his head while he stroked his thick cock. “You’re so fucking hot, Lucas.”
“Am I?” He tilted his head, his gaze following me as I climbed onto the bed. “Tell me more.” He lifted his knees.
I knelt between his thighs and brushed my fingers over his chest, admiring the grooves and hardness of his body. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a man.” My gaze darted to his. Was it too much?
“Yeah?” He swiped his tongue across his lower lip. “You’re beautiful and fuck…” His breath hitched as he rubbed his fingers along the outline of my dick through the lace. “I’m falling for you, Ezra.” His brows drew together. “Like, really falling.”
I blinked. We were on the same page, feelings wise. “I’m falling for you too.” Hovering over him on a straight arm, I lowered my mouth to his, our lips crushing and tongues slipping together. Wrapping a hand around his dick, I stroked him slowly, spreading precum over the crown with my thumb.
His brows tensed, and he whimpered against my lips. Grabbing my nape, he held me in place, slanting his mouth overmine, the kisses growing needy. With his other hand, he found my nipple and teased it into a hard nub.
With a gasp, pleasure shot from my chest to my aching cock. I pulled off him and rummaged in the nightstand drawer for the lube. “Are you ready for this?”
“I’m so fucking ready.” With darkened eyes and hooded lids, he watched me. “I can’t wait to feel your cock inside me instead of your fingers.” He squirmed and his dick bobbed off his stomach. “Fuck, I never thought I’d be saying shit like this.” He freed a soft snort.
“But you’re okay with it, right?” Was he having second thoughts? I squirted lube on my fingers and lowered over him, pressing our hot cocks together, the heat from his body shuddering through me.
“I’m absolutely sure about this.” He planted a hard kiss on my mouth. “Now, make me see stars, Ezra.”
“I think we’ll both be seeing stars.” With a light chuckle, I shifted to the side and snuck my slick fingers into his crease. I couldn’t remember the last time I topped. Because it was Lucas, it would be extra special.
He hissed and arched his back. “Put it in. I’m so fucking turned on right now.” Slapping his hand on my ass, he snapped the band of the underwear.
The sting shot to my balls, and my dick twitched. Damn, that was interesting. “You can do that more.” After circling his hole, I gave him a bruising kiss and slipped a finger inside him.
“Oh, fuck.” He arched his back and thrust his hips.
Rubbing his prostate, I rutted against him, chasing pressure and friction on my leaking cock. With soft bites on his chin, I licked and kissed my way to his earlobe and then sucked it into my mouth.
