Page 60 of Golden

Wes’ tongue retreats but before I can complain, he licks up the underside of my cock, which is heavy and leaking on my stomach.

“Wes,” I plead.

“I got you,” he says softly. “Trust me.”

He takes me back into his mouth, and I sigh at the perfect heat and suction. When something slick rubs against my hole, I tense in confusion, trying to figure out how his tongue is in two places at once, but as he circles gently, I realize it’s not his tongue, but the pad of his lubed finger.

“Relax for me,” he says, pulling off my cock and pressing kisses to my hips. “I’m going to make you feel so good. I promise.”

I nod, and as he takes me back into his mouth, his finger circling once more, I suck in slow breaths, willing my body to obey his touch. When the tip of his broad finger breaches my hole, it stings a little, but then Wes moans around my cock and my hips flex, seeking the sound.

Slowly and gently, Wes works his slick digit inside me, and my eyes roll back in my head at the sensation. “Fuck.”

Wes makes a noise that might be a laugh, but it’s muffled by my dick. When he starts to fuck me with his finger, his mouth moving in tandem, my head spins. It’s so intense, my entire body is tingling, and I reach for him, stroking any skin I can find and wishing he had hair long enough for me to tangle my fingers in.

“Fuck. I’m close,” I pant. “Wes.”

In response, he doubles his efforts and crooks his finger inside me with each thrust as though searching for—

“Holyfuckingshitballsfuckdamnit!”

I arch, my legs bucking, as his finger passes over what I guess is my fucking prostate. He repeats the action relentlessly, and my entire body tenses as I come hard enough to see stars.

I’m vaguely aware that I’m still babbling, but as my cock pulses its release and Wes swallows it down, the world could end right now, and I wouldn’t give a damn.

When he pulls off and gently removes his finger, it leaves me feeling emptier than I expect, but then he rises onto his knees between my spread legs, his cock swollen and leaking, and my heart speeds. I go to sit up, but it appears my bones are still mush, and Wes shakes his head, taking himself in his hand. My eyes widen as he strokes his thick cock with hard, quick strokes, his penetrating stare fixed on me in a way that makes it hard to breath. My attention flicks from his cock to the intense look on his face as his breathing quickens into pants, and it’s the hottest fucking thing ever. Then he swears, barking my name, and ropes of come shoot over my abs and chest.

Lying there, our heavy breathing the only sound, I stare up at him in awe. How the hell I ended up here, in Wes Bowers’ dorm room, my chest coated in his rapidly cooling come, I have no fucking idea. But whatever cosmic forces led me down this path, I’ll gladly shake them by the hand.

“You did good,” Wes says, grabbing a pack of wet wipes from his nightstand drawer and cleaning me up.

I grunt in response, still tingling.

“Are you okay?” he asks, sliding into the gap between my splayed body and the wall.

In answer, I reach for his face and pull it to mine for a kiss. “Hottest thing ever.”

Wes laughs softly. “It wasn’t too much?”

“No.” I shake my head, reaching up to run my fingers over the thin stubble on his cheek, and I turn onto my side, hooking my leg over his, before kissing him again.

Fingers trail down my spine, curving over my ass and I hum against Wes’ mouth. “I’m gonna need a minute.”

Wes laughs again. “Pizza’ll be here soon anyway.”

We kiss lazily for a few minutes, both of our cocks trying to rally, but as much as I’m looking forward to more, I’m content in this moment. Just being able to kiss him, touch him, enjoying the warmth of his body. It’s everything.

“Have you . . .”

Wes starts, the words quiet against where he’s pressing kisses to my neck, but his words trail off and I look up to find a small frown on his face.

“Have I what?”

“It doesn’t matter.” He goes to get up and I lock my leg around him, keeping him in place.

“Spill.”

Wes gives me one of his intense stares, but all it does is give me fucking butterflies, my cock twitching eagerly.

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