Page 124 of A Long Way Back
Tay sank down. “And remember I’ve not done this before.”
One lick by Tay’s warm, wet tongue and Ink cried out, squeezing his eyes shut.
“Oh fuck, I’m good at it,” Tay whispered. “Who’d have guessed?”
“You mistook agony for pleasure,” Ink said.
“Ha ha.”
Tay wrapped his lips around the top of Ink’s cock, sucked and Ink came up on his toes. His back scraped on the wall, but he didn’t care. The pain was worth it. When Tay tentatively sucked on his balls, Ink let out a long moan.
“Pleasure or pain?” Tay asked.
“Assume pleasure, unless I yank out your hair.”
Tay wrapped his fingers around the base of Ink’s cock, then licked over the slit, time and again, until Ink’s lungs struggled to work.
“Tasty,” Tay whispered. “Salty, tangy, mouth-watering, juicy.”
“With a complex hint of fruit…a blackberry succulence…that milks the salivary glands?” Ink panted. “Am I a wine?”
Tay laughed. “Better than wine.” And he took Ink’s cock into his mouth again.
Ink opened his eyes to see Tay looking up at him, a bulge in his cheek where his cock was pressing, and he clamped down on every muscle, pleaded with every cell in an attempt to delay the inevitable. When Tay swallowed against him, his cock head brushing the back of Tay’s throat—oh God, on his first try?—Ink was lost. Moments from coming, he just had time to blurt, “If you don’t want to swallow…”
But Tay’s lips tightened and he sucked hard and fast. Ink’s hips jerked and he exploded into Tay’s mouth with a loud cry as his body turned inside out.So good. Oh fuck.
When he finally stopped coming, Tay let him loose with a quiet pop. Ink stared down at him and Tay smiled. “I’m going to need help getting up.”
“Lie down instead,” Ink said.
“On the floor?” But Tay slid onto his side, then his back.
Ink came down next to him, leaned over and licked Tay’s lips. “Hmm. Iamtasty. Where did you learn to do that?”
“Cocky Boys’ excellent instructional videos. Just the clips. I worried if I downloaded a whole film, I’d be disappointed.”
Ink’s fingers shook as he opened Tay’s jeans and eased down his zip. His cock tented his shorts and Ink chewed his lip as he slowly exposed Tay’s dick. He lowered his head and trailed his tongue down the thick vein, then up again.
“Make me come fast,” Tay said.
“Is that to make me feel proud when you detonate at my first lick?”
“Smart-arse.”
Ink smiled around Tay’s cock and swallowed him down to the root. Tay came before Ink had pulled his mouth part way back up.
“Oh hell, shit, fuck,” Tay muttered as his chest heaved. “How come I can’t last more than five minutes?”
Ink swiped his tongue over his lips and chuckled. “I hate to burst your bubble but—”
“Then don’t. Pretend.”
Ink licked him clean and shuffled up to lie at his side. “I could spend hours doing that.” He kissed Tay on the lips. “Making you happy.”
“Hours? When I can barely manage minutes? Is it because I’m new at this?”
“I was no different. We’re just…into each other.”
