Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“I don’t know. I guess my brain short-circuited at the thought. It’s been a while for me.”
“And there’s the fact that it will be even better because it’s from me. Wait until you see how deep I can go. And I do this thing with my tongue…”
Colby groaned and buried his face in Vince’s neck with a soft chortle. “I can’t wait.”
“Then let’s go so you don’t have to.”
Colby pulled him by the wrist again. Vince did the same, an unfamiliar zing of anticipation making his insides buzz. Sure, he’d always loved giving head, but he wasn’t sure why he was so exhilarated by the idea of sucking Colby’s cock.
They sped up to a run, like if they didn’t hurry and get there, the time would expire and Vince would no longer be able to blow him. Laughter fell from both of their mouths, this pure, happy sound of people who enjoyed each other.
Had he ever enjoyed the prelude to head so much before? Had he ever been so excited for someone that he ran down the street, needing his mouth on them as soon as possible?
Colby skidded to a stop in front of the hotel, and Vince ran into his back.
“Act normal. Like there’s nothing to see here,” Colby said, playfully straightening out his shirt.
“What, like we’re not two fortysomething guys who are so excited by a blowjob that we can hardly contain ourselves?”
“Yes, like that.”
They made their way into the hotel with smiles on their faces, hand in hand and heading straight for the elevator. An older couple was in it with them, which was a shame because if they hadn’t been, Vince would’ve tasted Colby’s tongue again.
The second they were in the room, Vince didn’t hold back, his mouth slamming down on Colby’s, who stumbled back against the door.
Vince pulled back. “Fuck. Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Colby held the back of Vince’s head and pulled their mouths together. Vince’s tongue pushed past Colby’s lips, tasting him. He rutted against him, their tongues moving together, each like they wanted nothing more than to be inside the other’s mouth.
Every neuron in his body fired off excited signals, Vince’s pulse thumping and his cock throbbing. He enjoyed sex a lot, always got a high from it, but there was an extra layer to it with Colby. Probably because the man had come to mean so much to him, because he knew Colby trusted himself with Vince and was giving himself to Vince in a way he’d never done with another man before. That hit him deep.
He shoved his hands under Colby’s shirt, palms rasping against his chest hair as he plucked at Colby’s nipples and fed off his mouth.
Colby’s head hit the door, pulling them apart as a soft “Fuck,” fell from Colby’s mouth.
“You like that? Here, let’s get this off you.” Vince pulled Colby’s shirt off, then leaned in, plucking one of Colby’s nipples with his fingers while tugging the other with his teeth. He loved a set of firm, muscular pecs on a man, and Colby’s were to die for.
“Jesus,” Colby gasped. “Do that again.”
So Vince did, pulling and nibbling on his nipple, then lashing at it with his tongue. The whole time he continued to brush his thumb over the other, playing with that one too.
When he switched, his mouth going to the other to taste it too, Colby’s hand slid between their bodies, palming Vince’s erection, touching it for the first time. Vince tensed for a moment, not having expected it.
“Shit. I’m sorry. Is that not okay?” Colby asked.
Vince grinned. “It’s fucking perfect, babe. For someone who hadn’t realized he’s queer until yesterday, you’re really jumping in with both feet. I just don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything you’re not ready to do.”
Colby cocked his head, like he couldn’t believe Vince would say that. “I think it would be impossible to feel that way with you.”
Vince’s chest expanded, felt like it was blown up by Colby’s words. He might not have been enough for Gregory, but Colby trusted him. Colby wanted him. No, not in the same way. They weren’t in a romantic relationship, but he couldn’t deny there was something special between them. That somehow, in this time in their lives where they didn’t feel like they fit in the world, they found a way to fit in with each other.
“Thank you,” was the only way he could think to answer, before pressing a soft kiss to Colby’s lips, then let his mouth continue to map out Colby’s body, kissing and tasting his throat, shoulder, left pec, right pec, down, down, down until Vince was kneeling in front of him, savoring Colby’s happy trail.
He looked up at his friend, who looked down at him. They held eye contact while Vince unbuttoned and unzipped Colby’s jeans, giving him the opportunity to change his mind.