skin. His teeth tugged gently at the hairs that poked free. “I love a hairy chest,” Lee said, looking up and meeting Michael’s eyes. “I always hated my smooth skin until I realized how good it felt against a thick pelt.”
“I’m glad,” Michael said hoarsely. “So when am I going to get to feel that again?”
“Soon,” Lee promised, undoing another button and rubbing his cheek against Michael’s sternum. The slow unveiling had the desired effect on Michael. His body already ached with erotic tension, but his heart and mind felt the deliberate care instead, relaxing into the caresses and the moment, as surely Lee had intended.
Finally, Lee had the last button undone, Michael’s shirt hanging open. Lee stripped his polo shirt off over his head quickly and pressed his lips to Michael’s navel, slithering his way up to standing again, his chest rubbing against Michael’s the entire time. Michael groaned as Lee’s lips crashed down on his again, all patience suddenly gone. He clutched frantically at Lee’s hips, trying to keep his balance beneath the onslaught, but Lee was having none of it. He spun Michael around and tipped him backwards onto the bed.
“Fuck,” Michael gasped as the movement broke their kiss. His body pulsed with need, his thoughts scattering before the rising passion, and with it, his ability for coherent speech. “Please.”
“Soon,” Lee promised, kneeling between Michael’s legs to strip off his shoes, socks, and pants, leaving Michael naked before his new lover for the first time.
Michael had a moment of worry that he wouldn’t meet Lee’s approval, but the look on Lee’s face put that notion to rest immediately. Lee looked like a kid in a candy shop, and Michael was his desired treat. Wanting to keep Lee’s face in sight, Michael pushed up on one elbow, waiting to see what Lee would do next.
To Michael’s surprise, Lee lifted one of his feet and set it on a jeans-clad thigh, tracing over Michael’s instep with gentle fingers.
“Careful,” Michael gasped. “I’m ticklish there.”
Lee added a little pressure to the caress so it stopped tickling. Michael relaxed into the touch again and shivered as the firmer touch sent tingles up his leg to his groin. He’d never known his feet were so erogenous. Like with everything else, though, Lee seemed a step ahead of him, massaging his legs in all the right places until Michael was sure he couldn’t feel any better. Lee’s hands kept working, though, adding sensation upon sensation.
Finally, Lee set Michael’s foot back on the floor, only to pick up the other one and repeat his attentions on the other side. Michael bit back another plea, trying to relax and let Lee take his time, but he felt like he’d explode if he didn’t come soon. Right now, in fact. It would be easy enough to reach for his aching cock, but he didn’t want the pleasure to be self-delivered. He wanted Lee’s hands on him, or better yet Lee’s mouth.
As if reading his mind, Lee suddenly swept down on Michael’s cock, sucking it deep until the tip hit the back of his throat. Michael tried to call out a warning as the unexpected heat and pressure pushed him over the edge, but the words didn’t make it past his lips. Lee didn’t seem to care, though, licking and sucking at Michael’s shaft until it finished twitching.
Michael slumped back on the bed, panting as the stimulation continued, keeping him hard despite his climax. “What?” he managed to gasp.
Lee lifted his head, his hand taking over the caresses. “You didn’t think once would be enough, did you?”
“Once is all I’m usually good for,” Michael admitted.
Lee smiled. “Then you’re in for a treat. Trust me?”
Michael groaned, the promise in Lee’s voice enough to have him turned on again already. Not to mention that with Lee’s hand stroking him so intimately, he didn’t seem to be
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