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Ethan grabbed Brandon’s hands and put them on the back of his head, never letting up on his blowjob. He clasped his own hands together behind his back, letting Brandon know without words what he wanted. He kept his eyes on Brandon as he took hold of Ethan’s hair in a firm but gentle grasp.

Slowly, Brandon pulled out of Ethan’s mouth, and slowly thrust back in. In and out, in and out, Ethan sucking at his dick happily. He enjoyed this loss of control, because he knew Brandon would never go too far.

Gradually, Brandon picked up the pace, thrusts getting fast and stronger as he fucked Ethan’s willing mouth. His hips pistoned up and down with each thrust, never going too deep for Ethan’s comfort. Ethan watched as Brandon threw his head back, getting closer and closer to the edge.

“Gonna come,” Brandon warned, groaning loudly.

Ethan couldn’t take his eyes off the gorgeous sight in front of him. He loved watching Brandon come apart. Brandon lifted his head and met Ethan’s eyes, and that seemed to be what drove him over the edge. Ethan felt the warm release hit the back of his throat and swallowed every drop.

Brandon fell back against the couch, panting slightly. “Come up here.”

Ethan didn’t need to be told twice. He straddled Brandon’s chest, and Brandon grabbed his ass to pull him closer. He pulled down Ethan’s pants and swallowed his cock. As close as Ethan was, it only took a moment for him to shoot down Brandon’s throat with a cry.

He flopped back down into his spot next to Brandon, both of them trying to catch their breath as they held each other.

“Well now I’m awake,” Brandon said dryly.

Ethan started laughing, which set Brandon off. The two of them giggled stupidly as they righted their clothes and settled back in.

“What the hell were we watching?” Ethan said, having no recollection.

“Aliens,” Brandon huffed, grabbing the remote. “Not that either of us have paid any attention to it.”

“Restart it, I’ll do better this time.”

Brandon snorted, but backed out and started over at episode one. This time they managed to stay awake and focused.

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It was dinner time when the elephant in the room made itself known.

“Babe, grab that dressing in the fridge, please?”

Ethan handed over the homemade dressing to Brandon, who was putting the finishing touches on a pasta salad. Neither of them felt like eating anything heavy after their big brunch. He propped his chin on Brandon’s shoulder and wrapped his arms around him. “Looks good. Want me to grab plates?”

Brandon grunted an affirmative. They’d just dished up their meal and sat at the table when Ethan’s phone rang.

“Who is that?” he wondered. Everyone knew they were taking a day for themselves and didn’t want to be disturbed.

“Ignore it,” Brandon said.

“Might be an emergency, though.” Ethan grabbed his phone from the counter, and his heart sank when he saw the screen. “It’s Cartwright from the office.”

“Don’t answer it, it’s your day off,” Brandon said, frown taking over his face.

“I know, but …”

The phone stopped ringing.

“There, problem solved,” Brandon clipped, eating his dinner.

The phone began ringing again.

“Ethan …”

“I know, I’m sorry. Just let me see what he wants, it’ll just be a minute.”

He answered the phone before it could go to voicemail. “Yes sir?”

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