Darwin's Natural Selection

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sex kitten, his words still made Darwin’s stomach jump with arousal. He was tempted to get comfortable on the bed but the excess energy coursing through him just from talking to the man made it necessary for him to prowl the room like a tiger with attention deficit disorder.
    “Never,” Darwin finally responded, then made a face. As far as phonesex comebacks went, that was one of the lamer ones. “I’ll m a k e you be good, though.” It wasn’t the best line but Tom’s quick gasp told him it had been appreciated. He pushed a little more. “You going to be a good boy for me, Tom?”
    “Maybe.”
    Tom already sounded breathless. Even after just one night of phone sex, Darwin knew it wouldn’t be long before the other man was making those sexy little sounds and then it was all over for him—Darwin couldn’t last very long once he started listening to that.
    “What will you do if I’m…bad?”
    Squeezing his eyes closed, Darwin bit the side of his cheek. For some reason, the tentative way Tom talked dirty made everything that came out of his mouth an extra amount of hot.
    “I’d make you get on your knees in front of me,” he rasped, holding the phone between his shoulder and ear so he could unbutton his jeans and yank down the zipper. Shoving the fabric down and out of the way, he closed his fist around his erection and couldn’t hold back a groan.
    “Are you touching your cock?” Tom asked eagerly.
    “Yeah.” Darwin’s fingers tightened as he slid his hand down his length “You?”
    “Since you first called,” Tom admitted, drawing another groan from Darwin. “So I’m on my knees in front of you. What’ll you make me do next?”
    Good thing Tom is here to keep me on task , Darwin thought, swallowing a laugh. “I’ll make you beg to suck me.”
    “Please, Darwin.” Tom fell right into the role-playing, all his in-person hesitation gone. “Please let me suck your huge cock.
    Let me run my tongue over your balls before you stuff your stiff dick in my mouth and fuck my face until I choke.”
    Now Darwin was the speechless one, overwhelmed by a surge of lust. He hadn’t expected such filthy words to come out of Tom’s sweet, tentative mouth, and he definitely hadn’t expected to be so incredibly turned-on by them.
    “Darwin?” An uncertain note had returned to Tom’s voice. “Was that…too much or something?”
    “Fuck,” Darwin managed to grind out.
    “That was perfect. Fuck! You’re perfect. You almost made me come by just talking about sucking me off. Fuck.”
    Although still hesitant, Tom’s breathless laugh had gained a little confidence. “Want more?”
    “Definitely. My head might explode but I don’t really give a shit if it does.” Darwin’s hand moved faster on his cock. “Talk to me.”
    “Should I beg some more or can I suck you?”
    Darwin was actually panting. “Suck me.
    Now.” He knew he sounded like a caveman but that was just too fucking bad. Air was at a premium at the moment.
    There was a pause before Tom spoke again. When he did, he sounded just as breathless as Darwin felt. “I start by kissing your thighs. When you growl at me to quit teasing, I lick your balls until you grab my head and hold me still while you shove your cock in my mouth.”
    “Fuck!” Darwin realized he’d switched from caveman communication skills to potty-mouth caveman communication skills, but there was nothing he could do about it.
    He was just a few strokes and another sentence or two from Tom away from coming.
    “I suck it the best I can but your cock is huge and thick and fills my mouth,” Tom continued, his words coming faster and faster until they were running together in a gasping rush. “You’re holding my head, fucking my mouth, and all I can do is take it as you shove your cock to the back of my throat, faster and faster, until you come and I swallow everything you give me.”
    It was too much. With a rough sound, Darwin came, his eyes screwed tightly closed as he

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