Aftermath by Cara Dee Page A

Fuck , that felt good. He wasn’t about to get sentimental like some pussy, but there was no denying how satisfying this was on every damn level known to man. Not only was Austin sexy, but he was a good man—and an intoxicating kisser.
    They kissed hard, deeply, tongues mingling, teeth nipping, and warm lips fusing. The scuff rasped tantalizingly, and it only made Cam's dick harder.
    He needed to take the lead, though. Cam had no idea what was going on in Austin's head—and what had gone in there for the past few days, maybe even longer—but while the man seemed perfectly at ease with the kissing and teenage-style dry humping, Cam could sense Austin's hesitation about taking it further.
    "Let me get you off." Cam's voice was gritty with lust as he rolled them over. In that metal cage they'd shared, they had seen each other naked countless times, but it hadn’t been like this. "Lose the pants, Austin." Cam dipped down and kissed him sensually, slowly, still deeply, while Austin pushed down his sweats. Then Cam let his right hand slide down to Austin's thick cock. They both shuddered. "Fuck," he breathed out. His fingers wrapped around the smooth, heavy, and steel-hard dick.
    "Cam," Austin moaned. Cam stroked him teasingly, wishing he had lube nearby. Unlike him, Austin was circumcised. "Oh Christ, so good."
    Cam hummed and captured Austin's mouth in a kiss, then moved his own mouth farther down. He took his time, kissing the hard planes of Austin's chest. He smelled fucking amazing, and Cam wanted to worship this body. It was a new feeling.
    Settling between Austin's legs, Cam nudged them farther apart and spent some time kissing his abs, muscular thighs, and the trimmed area around his cock. His own dick was pressing against the mattress, needing friction, which made him curious as to how far Austin was willing to take this.
    Burying his nose at the root of Austin's cock, he breathed in deeply, groaning at the musky scent of bodywash and arousal. His mouth watered. He moaned, and he fisted the cock harder and licked his way up the underside of it. Then he closed his mouth over the head, suckling and gently grazing it with his teeth.
    "Oh, fuck." Austin let out a whimpered breath and threaded his fingers through Cam's hair. Not really guiding him—just wanting him down there. As Cam wet his lips and started sucking, he looked up to find Austin watching him with hunger and deep-rooted desire in his eyes.
    Wanting to take the next step, Cam paused for a second—never breaking their gaze—and coated the tip of his thumb in saliva, then took Austin's entire length into his mouth again. The head touched the back of Cam's throat, and a small spurt of pre-come spread its flavor in his mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned around Austin's cock; at the same time, he slid his thumb down to Austin's ass. The last thing he wanted was to take it too far, but he had a feeling Austin would enjoy this.
    "Jesus Christ, don’t stop, Cam." Austin threw his head back on the pillow, his body tense with pleasure. He even pulled his knees up and farther apart, exposing himself to Cam. "So fucking good," he groaned as Cam circled his hole with the pad of his thumb.
    He brushed over it softly, drawing out the experience. In the meantime, he tightened his lips around Austin's dick and sucked harder, took him deeper, and sped up.
    Every now and then, in small pulses, Cam tasted Austin's arousal. It drove him fucking mad with lust. He breathed through his nose, intent on giving Austin all he had—focus, attention, a good fucking orgasm. He took all of Austin's cock and sucked 'til his jaw ached. One hand teased his ass, going from stroking and rubbing to pushing and slowly pressing inside. His other hand cupped Austin's tight sac, massaging and tugging.
    "Close," Austin eventually choked out. " Fuck —I'm coming."
    If his body was tense before, it had nothing on this.
    Cam watched the defined muscles of Austin's torso as his orgasm took over.