couch
now.
“ Your hand is shaking,”
Kayden murmured, but Mitchell wasn’t sure the man had meant to say
that aloud. He was frowning as he stared at Mitchell’s
hand.
“ Just a little
nervous.”
Kayden looked into Mitchell’s eyes
with a narrowed gaze but didn’t say anything else. Mitchell
uncapped the bottle, his dick getting harder by the second. He knew
how he was going to start this and hoped Kayden wouldn’t require
too much incentive to jump right in. They hadn’t discussed who’d be
bottoming, but Mitchell was so turned on he didn’t care. He
switched depending on his mood, but he had to admit it had been a
while since he’d let a man fuck him. Even knowing that, he
wanted
Kayden…however he could get him. The
fact that this was happening felt surreal.
Mitchell slowly unfastened his jeans,
the rasp of the zipper’s teeth biting into the quiet night. He’d
gone commando to make things easier, so as soon as the zipper was
lowered all the way, his cock sprang free.
Kayden’s sudden intake of air didn’t
go unnoticed.
Mitchell liked knowing this was
affecting the other man and felt a little more encouraged. He held
the bottle above his penis and let a couple drops land on his
shaft. He groaned at the cool sensation and immediately wrapped his
hand around himself. He relaxed against the back of the couch and
let his hips angle out as he began to stroke. He shut his eyes
briefly, but then opened them. He didn’t want to close himself off
from Kayden and he needed to be sure the other man was with him all
the way.
He glanced down, letting his eyes
enjoy the journey up Kayden’s body. The bulge straining his jeans
stirred fiery tingles in Mitchell’s gut. He wanted to put it in his
mouth and suck on it until Kayden shot down his throat. Mitchell
groaned as he looked away and squeezed his penis, trying to slow
down the heat building within. But when he met Kayden’s stare, he
gasped, biting his bottom lip as he increased the pace. Kayden was
panting, his face flushed, his neck strained.
“ Do you wanna—”
Mitchell didn’t get to finish
extending his offer of touching his dick to Kayden because the man
beside him knocked his hand out of the way and grabbed his dick the
moment Mitchell had opened his mouth.
Mitchell threw his head back and
thrust his hips up. “Oh fuck.” “You like that?” Kayden
panted.
Mitchell whimpered and nodded right
before he blindly reached for the other man’s zipper. Feel. He
wanted to feel Kayden in his hand, in his mouth, in his
ass.
Kayden pushed Mitchell’s hand away.
“Not yet, babe.”
He squeezed harder, handling
Mitchell’s cock so roughly it was just this side of painful. It
felt better than any other man touching him had before and he knew
he wouldn’t be able to last long. God, he wanted to hold out and
enjoy the delicious friction for as long as possible, but that
would be a losing battle. Mitchell reached up and squeezed Kayden’s
arm as he turned his head to stare at the man who mastered his cock
with just a hand. Sweat beaded Kayden’s brow as he watched what he
was doing to Mitchell’s dick with steely determination, rapt in his
task.
Their eyes met and Mitchell couldn’t
ignore the need that burned in Kayden’s gaze. He leaned over and
took Kayden’s mouth with a kiss as rough as the hand on his dick.
The barely there stubble of Kayden’s jaw only added to the burn
Mitchell felt all over, and he forced his tongue as far into
Kayden’s mouth as he could get it.
Kayden squeezed his cock harder,
frantically jerking at it. Mitchell’s balls tingled, grew heavy,
and he knew he couldn’t fight off the inevitable any longer. He
groaned into Kayden’s mouth as his dick got impossibly hard just
before a shiver rocked through him. He felt the explosion of cum
rushing to the tip and ripped his mouth away to shout his release
with a litany of curses and praises.
Mitchell moaned with the last twitch
of his penis and slumped against
now.
“ Your hand is shaking,”
Kayden murmured, but Mitchell wasn’t sure the man had meant to say
that aloud. He was frowning as he stared at Mitchell’s
hand.
“ Just a little
nervous.”
Kayden looked into Mitchell’s eyes
with a narrowed gaze but didn’t say anything else. Mitchell
uncapped the bottle, his dick getting harder by the second. He knew
how he was going to start this and hoped Kayden wouldn’t require
too much incentive to jump right in. They hadn’t discussed who’d be
bottoming, but Mitchell was so turned on he didn’t care. He
switched depending on his mood, but he had to admit it had been a
while since he’d let a man fuck him. Even knowing that, he
wanted
Kayden…however he could get him. The
fact that this was happening felt surreal.
Mitchell slowly unfastened his jeans,
the rasp of the zipper’s teeth biting into the quiet night. He’d
gone commando to make things easier, so as soon as the zipper was
lowered all the way, his cock sprang free.
Kayden’s sudden intake of air didn’t
go unnoticed.
Mitchell liked knowing this was
affecting the other man and felt a little more encouraged. He held
the bottle above his penis and let a couple drops land on his
shaft. He groaned at the cool sensation and immediately wrapped his
hand around himself. He relaxed against the back of the couch and
let his hips angle out as he began to stroke. He shut his eyes
briefly, but then opened them. He didn’t want to close himself off
from Kayden and he needed to be sure the other man was with him all
the way.
He glanced down, letting his eyes
enjoy the journey up Kayden’s body. The bulge straining his jeans
stirred fiery tingles in Mitchell’s gut. He wanted to put it in his
mouth and suck on it until Kayden shot down his throat. Mitchell
groaned as he looked away and squeezed his penis, trying to slow
down the heat building within. But when he met Kayden’s stare, he
gasped, biting his bottom lip as he increased the pace. Kayden was
panting, his face flushed, his neck strained.
“ Do you wanna—”
Mitchell didn’t get to finish
extending his offer of touching his dick to Kayden because the man
beside him knocked his hand out of the way and grabbed his dick the
moment Mitchell had opened his mouth.
Mitchell threw his head back and
thrust his hips up. “Oh fuck.” “You like that?” Kayden
panted.
Mitchell whimpered and nodded right
before he blindly reached for the other man’s zipper. Feel. He
wanted to feel Kayden in his hand, in his mouth, in his
ass.
Kayden pushed Mitchell’s hand away.
“Not yet, babe.”
He squeezed harder, handling
Mitchell’s cock so roughly it was just this side of painful. It
felt better than any other man touching him had before and he knew
he wouldn’t be able to last long. God, he wanted to hold out and
enjoy the delicious friction for as long as possible, but that
would be a losing battle. Mitchell reached up and squeezed Kayden’s
arm as he turned his head to stare at the man who mastered his cock
with just a hand. Sweat beaded Kayden’s brow as he watched what he
was doing to Mitchell’s dick with steely determination, rapt in his
task.
Their eyes met and Mitchell couldn’t
ignore the need that burned in Kayden’s gaze. He leaned over and
took Kayden’s mouth with a kiss as rough as the hand on his dick.
The barely there stubble of Kayden’s jaw only added to the burn
Mitchell felt all over, and he forced his tongue as far into
Kayden’s mouth as he could get it.
Kayden squeezed his cock harder,
frantically jerking at it. Mitchell’s balls tingled, grew heavy,
and he knew he couldn’t fight off the inevitable any longer. He
groaned into Kayden’s mouth as his dick got impossibly hard just
before a shiver rocked through him. He felt the explosion of cum
rushing to the tip and ripped his mouth away to shout his release
with a litany of curses and praises.
Mitchell moaned with the last twitch
of his penis and slumped against
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