Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 39756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 133(@300wpm)
He lifted his mouth from Ehren’s and proceeded to lick along his throat and up to suck on his earlobe. The most delicious shiver went through every inch of Ehren’s body, and it felt like the man got even harder. Note made: Licking was very good.
“Stephen,” Ehren whined. His hand slipped under the back of his shirt to skim up his spine. He was right. He needed to feel all this naked skin pressed to his own. But if he stripped here, they’d be frotting on the fucking floor, and he needed a comfortable spot to worship Ehren’s body.
With the little bits of self-control he could scrape together, Stephen lifted his mouth from Ehren’s lovely ear and relaxed his grip to allow an inch of space between them. “Upstairs. My bedroom.” Oh yeah, Ehren had reduced him to full Neanderthal now.
“Yeah, bed,” Ehren muttered, sucking on Stephen’s neck hard enough to mark him, and Stephen didn’t fucking care. Hell, it felt like Ehren was sucking on his dick and he was about to come.
They tripped, stumbled, and nearly fell on the stairs twice, but they managed to get to the second floor without breaking any bones. One of the picture frames might need to be replaced, though.
In the master bedroom, Stephen pushed Ehren onto the mattress with a bounce and stripped off his clothes in record time. He didn’t know where they landed or if he’d torn any of them. He just needed to be naked.
Ehren watched him the entire time, those dark, hooded eyes seeming to eat up every inch of him as new pieces of skin were bared. Some part of Stephen’s brain was silently grateful that he at least kept up with his morning routine of an early run prior to work.
With Ehren lying across the center of the bed, Stephen happily crawled between his legs and dipped his head to nuzzle the hard dick straining the front of that cute red jockstrap. His fingers had fondled that sweet ass, and eventually he wanted to make a meal of it, but right now, he wanted to suck that cock more than he wanted to breathe.
Through the thin fabric, he bumped Ehren’s dick with the tip of his nose, kissed it, and licked it until he was whimpering and thrusting up. “Stephen,” he cried, pleading for more.
Stephen dug his fingers into the elastic and carefully pulled the jockstrap away, revealing a beautiful uncut cock just waiting for him. He licked up Ehren’s dick from root to head, earning an almost relieved moan of pleasure. With the tip of his tongue, he swirled the leaking head as it poked from the hood. He tasted divine, and Stephen needed more.
Wrapping his hand around Ehren’s dick, he pulled back the extra skin to reveal that perfect head before he swallowed him. Ehren’s cries of happiness were perfect as he sucked him hard. The weight, the feel of this cock in his mouth, left him wanting to come. He was balanced on the edge of a fucking knife, but he wanted to hear Ehren go over the edge first.
“Oh fuck, Stephen!” Ehren shouted, his voice and his broken pants filling the room. He thrust up and Stephen groaned. He let Ehren fuck his throat, loving the wild abandon, the desperate need vibrating in the thighs that hugged him. Ehren’s cock swelled on his tongue and his own begged for relief.
Fingers suddenly tightened in his hair and pulled hard. “Close! I’m close!”
Stephen allowed Ehren’s dick to slip from his lips, but he continued to stroke him hard. He looked at the beautiful man, his face glistening with sweat, hair wild, and mouth open as he pleaded to finally come.
With a grin, Stephen slid trembling fingers across Ehren’s sack and down. He’d barely brushed across his hole when Ehren shouted and came, painting thick stripes of white cum across his stomach.
The second Ehren was done, Stephen released him and wrapped his cum-covered hand around his own dick.
“That’s it, sexy man,” Ehren purred, blinking sated eyes at him. “Come all over me.”
He was helpless to his siren. His orgasm slammed into him with no warning, knocking the breath from his lungs as he shot onto Ehren’s stomach, mixing their spend together. An electrical current screamed through his body, lighting up nerve endings and shorting out his brain. He barely managed to catch himself on one hand before falling on top of a smirking Ehren.
With one quick kiss, Stephen dropped on his side next to Ehren and tossed a possessive arm across his chest, not caring about the mess.
“Sorry about that,” he panted. He nuzzled his face against the side of Ehren’s head and smiled to himself. No moving for at least a couple of minutes. This was perfect.
Ehren chuckled. “I can’t even fathom what you’re apologizing for.”