he found on my back. Even though I hid my face, I could see still see his curious eyes gleaming through the darkness of the room.
He closed warm fingers around my dick. He’d distracted me and I’d missed his hand snaking between us. My hips bucked before I could stop them. “ Shit .”
Pete chuckled lowly. I felt his breath huff over my overheated skin as I mirrored his earlier action and dropped my head to his shoulder.
“Yeah, know the feeling, fucker.”
I choked back a laugh, but it was quickly replaced by a gasp as he squeezed my dick and pumped his hand up and down. A violent shudder ripped through me. It felt amazing. He moved with the skill of someone who truly knew how to pleasure a man, establishing a slow rhythm that with every flick of his wrist made my heart beat faster.
My breath came in shuddering gasps. In the back of my mind, I knew I had to put the brakes on before it was my turn to embarrass myself, but it was hard to think clearly. Pete pressed his other hand against the base of my spine and kept his lips busy on the part of my neck I’d left exposed. The combination blew my mind, and without warning, it was suddenly too late. I came over his hand with a sound I hardly recognized.
The abrupt onslaught of sensation knocked the breath from my lungs. My arms collapsed from under me and I fell unceremoniously onto his chest. “ Fuck! ”
Pete laughed softly and wiped his hand with a discarded piece of clothing. “Gotcha.”
I wasn’t sure if he meant literally or figuratively. I raised my head and tried to glare at him, but it didn’t work. He was far too pleased with himself for me to be mad at him. Besides, he was breathing as heavily as I was, and trapped between our bodies, he was still hard and waiting—waiting for me.
Pete eyed me as I held his gaze, like he was bracing himself for an inevitable shitstorm. I couldn’t blame him for that, but he didn’t need to worry. I was more comfortable naked and breathless with him than I’d ever been with anyone, and I wanted more than anything for him to feel as amazing as I did.
Slowly, I reached up and took his face in my hands. He looked surprised for a moment before he met me in the middle and our lips came together. The kiss was hot and searching, and despite the release he’d just given me, my body instinctively responded to him, like I needed more.
I pulled away from Pete’s kiss and moved down his body. I wasn’t ready to fuck him, but I needed to explore him, to find out what made him shiver. For an unmeasured amount of time, I paid homage to his body. He had the smoothest skin I’d ever touched, and his tight abdomen was something I couldn’t get enough of. I moved lower and lower, until I grazed his hip bone with my teeth and his dick dug into my chest. Pete froze as he felt it, but I didn’t. Suddenly, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.
He caught my shoulders. “You don’t have to do that.”
His caution confused me. I looked up, holding his gaze and giving him the chance to pull away, but he didn’t. I took him in my mouth, and as he tightened his grip on my shoulders to the point of bruising, I didn’t feel any pain. In a faceless city he’d made my home, I only felt him.
A WEEK or so later, Ted finally lost patience with the scrappy, handwritten logbooks I gave him and sent me to the community college to learn how to use the computer properly.
It was a boring day. The room was gray, the people were gray, and the instructor was so monotonous I stopped listening after the first ten minutes and resorted to watching the clock. I let my mind wander. I planned out a few sketches in my head, but as usual, my thoughts drifted to Pete. We still hadn’t fucked, but we seemed to spend every spare moment we had fooling around. Being naked in his bed had become one of my favorite places to be, and he’d quickly shown me that other places were just as good. A shiver ran through me, and I let my mind drift back to
He closed warm fingers around my dick. He’d distracted me and I’d missed his hand snaking between us. My hips bucked before I could stop them. “ Shit .”
Pete chuckled lowly. I felt his breath huff over my overheated skin as I mirrored his earlier action and dropped my head to his shoulder.
“Yeah, know the feeling, fucker.”
I choked back a laugh, but it was quickly replaced by a gasp as he squeezed my dick and pumped his hand up and down. A violent shudder ripped through me. It felt amazing. He moved with the skill of someone who truly knew how to pleasure a man, establishing a slow rhythm that with every flick of his wrist made my heart beat faster.
My breath came in shuddering gasps. In the back of my mind, I knew I had to put the brakes on before it was my turn to embarrass myself, but it was hard to think clearly. Pete pressed his other hand against the base of my spine and kept his lips busy on the part of my neck I’d left exposed. The combination blew my mind, and without warning, it was suddenly too late. I came over his hand with a sound I hardly recognized.
The abrupt onslaught of sensation knocked the breath from my lungs. My arms collapsed from under me and I fell unceremoniously onto his chest. “ Fuck! ”
Pete laughed softly and wiped his hand with a discarded piece of clothing. “Gotcha.”
I wasn’t sure if he meant literally or figuratively. I raised my head and tried to glare at him, but it didn’t work. He was far too pleased with himself for me to be mad at him. Besides, he was breathing as heavily as I was, and trapped between our bodies, he was still hard and waiting—waiting for me.
Pete eyed me as I held his gaze, like he was bracing himself for an inevitable shitstorm. I couldn’t blame him for that, but he didn’t need to worry. I was more comfortable naked and breathless with him than I’d ever been with anyone, and I wanted more than anything for him to feel as amazing as I did.
Slowly, I reached up and took his face in my hands. He looked surprised for a moment before he met me in the middle and our lips came together. The kiss was hot and searching, and despite the release he’d just given me, my body instinctively responded to him, like I needed more.
I pulled away from Pete’s kiss and moved down his body. I wasn’t ready to fuck him, but I needed to explore him, to find out what made him shiver. For an unmeasured amount of time, I paid homage to his body. He had the smoothest skin I’d ever touched, and his tight abdomen was something I couldn’t get enough of. I moved lower and lower, until I grazed his hip bone with my teeth and his dick dug into my chest. Pete froze as he felt it, but I didn’t. Suddenly, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.
He caught my shoulders. “You don’t have to do that.”
His caution confused me. I looked up, holding his gaze and giving him the chance to pull away, but he didn’t. I took him in my mouth, and as he tightened his grip on my shoulders to the point of bruising, I didn’t feel any pain. In a faceless city he’d made my home, I only felt him.
A WEEK or so later, Ted finally lost patience with the scrappy, handwritten logbooks I gave him and sent me to the community college to learn how to use the computer properly.
It was a boring day. The room was gray, the people were gray, and the instructor was so monotonous I stopped listening after the first ten minutes and resorted to watching the clock. I let my mind wander. I planned out a few sketches in my head, but as usual, my thoughts drifted to Pete. We still hadn’t fucked, but we seemed to spend every spare moment we had fooling around. Being naked in his bed had become one of my favorite places to be, and he’d quickly shown me that other places were just as good. A shiver ran through me, and I let my mind drift back to
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