Curtis's Dads 23 by Lynn Hagen

letting his mate guide the washcloth anywhere he damn well pleased.
    A low growl left his lips as Curtis washed over his hairy chest. His mate’s fingers played with the wet strands, looking enraptured as his fingers glided through them.
    “Have I told you that I love everything about you?” Curtis asked shyly as his fingers continued in their play.
    Chauncey’s heart thundered behind his ribs. This was the first time Curtis had declared his love. This was a special moment, a monumental moment. He swallowed as he lowered his arms. “No.”
    “I do,” Curtis whispered, his gaze fixated on one of Chauncey’s nipples.
    Chauncey tucked a knuckle under his mate’s chin, lifting it so Curtis was gazing at him with his grassy-green eyes. “I love you, too, honey bunny.” His chest tightened as he stared down at his mate.
    “You have a mountain to overcome, I know this, but always remember you are safe with me.”
    Curtis nodded, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he smiled weakly up at Chauncey. He couldn’t take it anymore. Seeing his mate standing there all slick with water was driving him insane. He bent forward, capturing Curtis’s lips.
    His mate moaned as the palms of his hands plastered against Chauncey’s wet chest. It was the sweetest kiss ever. Chauncey pushed his tongue into Curtis’s mouth, his mate opening for him. Chauncey grabbed Curtis’s hips, bringing him closer as his cock came fully to life.
    He was shocked when Curtis broke the kiss, and then his eyes widened when Curtis dropped to his knees. “Curtis, no.” Curtis shook his head, gripping Chauncey’s thighs with his fingers. “I won’t have him ruining what we have together.” Chauncey braced his arms on the tile on either side of him as Curtis leaned forward, licking at the head of Chauncey’s cock. His legs shook as he fought the urge to thrust forward. He had to let his mate go at his own pace. This was something Curtis had to want.
    Curtis’s lips parted, lapping at the pre-cum flowing from Chauncey’s cock. Chauncey glanced down, watching closely as Curtis feasted on his cock. Curtis looked like an angel kneeling before him. Chauncey had never seen a more beautiful sight.
    He kept his back toward the showerhead, making sure the spray didn’t hit his mate. The rivulets of water flowed down Chauncey’s thighs and cock like silk ribbons as Curtis drank it in. His mate leaned closer, taking the head of his cock into his mouth.
    Chauncey moaned. There was no way to stop it, and he wasn’t going to hold back. He wanted Curtis to know just how much pleasure he was giving Chauncey. He needed Curtis to know that he was loving every minute of their time together.
    Curtis’s tongue swirled around his shaft, taking Chauncey in a little farther. His fingers were curled around Chauncey’s cock, slowing jerking it as he sucked on Chauncey’s shaft. Chauncey’s dick jumped as he fought the need to close his eyes. He wanted to witness every second.
    His mate cupped his balls with his other hand, massaging and gently pulling at them as he created a seal, almost making Chauncey come. If he didn’t stop his mate, he was going to shoot down Curtis’s throat. And Chauncey had other places he wanted to shoot his load.
    He grabbed the waterproof lube from the shelf. “Stand up, hon.” Curtis looked up at Chauncey from under his wet lashes, giving Chauncey the perfect jack-off picture. He smashed his eyes closed, fighting his orgasm with every fiber in him. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come. I want to be buried inside of you when I do that.” Chauncey panted when Curtis released his cock. A loud pop sounded in the shower stall as his shaft left his mate’s mouth.
    Chauncey had to take in deep, controlled breaths in order not to throw Curtis against the wall and fuck him into the grout.
    Curtis stood, smiling up at Chauncey. “Did you like it?” Chauncey unlocked his coiled muscles and grabbed Curtis, swinging his mate up into his arms