Page 61 of Shots on Net

Lifting my head, I slowly remove my hand from between his legs. He’s biting his bottom lip and looking at me out of wide, silver blue eyes. I narrow my own eyes at him.

“You’re not having fun.”

“Yes, I am!” He says, and widens his eyes further until they appear to take up half of his face. I move my still lubed hand to his hip, not caring about making a mess.

“Zeke Cassidy, you are a terrible fucking liar,” I tell him, and then soften the words by kissing the corner of his mouth. “You have to tell me if you don’t like what I’m doing. I’m a big boy—my masculinity will not be offended.”

“Big boy,” he repeats, and his laugh turns into a moan as I kiss him. “It’s not bad, just sort of weird. Maybe we can try again some other time.”

“Still want a blowjob, though?” I ask, hopefully.

“Sure, if you want—."

“Thank god,” I say, emphatically, and drop another kiss onto his lips as I move back down his body. He’s still laughing when I take him into my mouth.

I don’t fuck around, because, quite frankly, I’ve been obsessing about doing this for a long time. I deepthroat him, moaning when he hits the back of my throat, and use my lubed fingers to massage his balls. He arches his hips off the bed, and when I look up at him I see he’s already watching me. Arousal hits me hard; I rock my pelvis against the bed to try and relieve some of the pressure. I lose some of my rhythm and gag when I take him too deep, too fast. He breaks eye contact, resting his head back against the pillow.

“Oh, my god,” he breathes.

He’s rolling his hips steadily upward, matching his motion to mine. I close my jaw and scrape my teeth along his shaft—he gasps, fingers gripping the bedspread, and comes. I wait until he stops moving; easing him down, I slowly pull off of him. I had my eyes on his face the entire time, and I’m fucking thrilled. I know exactly what he looks like when he comes.

I move back up the bed, but slide off the side so that I’m no longer right on top of him. Trailing a thumb along his narrow jaw, I wait for him to look at me. I want to kiss him, but I also just swallowed a mouthful of his cum. He might not be into it.

“Sorry about that. I really thought I was going to last longer,” he apologizes. I shrug.

“No worries.” I tease his bottom lip with a fingertip and kiss his cheek.

“My turn?” He asks, hopefully. I shrug, again.

“If you want.” To be honest, all of my fantasies about having sex with him have centered around me making him feel good. I’ve been so desperate for the chance, my own pleasure hasn’t even factored in.

He puts a hand on my shoulder and gently pushes me back until I’m lying flat. Leaning over me, he cups a hand over the top of my head and kisses me; my heart zings with pleasure. He kisses after blowjobs! I thread my fingers through his hair to keep him there. It’s a shame his mouth will have to leave mine if he really does want to reciprocate.

“Where did the lube go?” He asks. I run my hands up and down along his flanks.

“Hell if I know.”

Snorting, he sits up. When he locates the lube, he holds it up in triumph. He also takes a second to read the label. I smile, watching as he looks over the list of ingredients. Damn it all, I’m so obsessed with him.

“Hmm,” he hums as he runs an appraising hand over my thigh. I’ve already got one leg propped up; my toes curl into the bedspread as his fingers inch closer to my dick. He skirts around it, dancing his fingertips over the crease of my hip and up the other thigh. Resting his palm on top of my knee, he looks at me and smiles. “Well, might as well get to it.”

I laugh.

Zeke

It’s very, very rare to see Carter so relaxed. There is a warm flush to his cheeks and the top of his chest, and when he smiles it comes easy. I think this must be why people so often confuse lust and love; having the opportunity to see someone like this is a heady, extraordinary thing. I run my hand down the inside of his thigh once more, because these legs are also extraordinary.

I’ve got the bottle of lube gripped in my other hand and turn it around idly. Carter is patiently waiting, watching me through lowered eyelids; his chest rises and falls in slow, measured breaths. Coming to a decision, I unclick the lube cap and coat one finger. Generously. Probably too generously, but better to use too much than not enough, I’m thinking.

“I’m starting with the butt,” I tell Carter; his lips compress as he tries to contain his laughter. There’s no hiding it, though—I can see it in his eyes. He doesn’t say anything, just slides his foot across the bed to spread his legs wider. Well, alright then.

Dropping the bottle back onto the bed, I rest my lube-free hand on his hip. I mimic the way he touched me earlier, circling my finger around his entrance; it felt fucking good. He moves one of his hands off of the bed and rests it on my arm. I push my finger inside him slowly, marveling at how easy it is. Clearly, Carter is more relaxed than I was. No resistance, and he hasn’t started babbling like an idiot, like I did.

I sit there for a second, knuckles resting against him. He’s warm and it strikes me that this should probably feel a little gross, touching somebody here. It doesn’t. If anything, it has my already satiated body perking back up, particularly when I turn my hand experimentally and hear a soft gasp.

“Yes,” Carter says, and a little thrill shoots through me at the word. Watching his face, I rub my finger over the same spot, back and forth, until his eyes flutter closed and he arches his head back against the bed.

Adjusting my stance so that I don’t fall over, I move my hand from his thigh to where his dick is laying hard and leaking on his stomach. The moment I touch him his hips arch upward and he groans; I’m going to be half-hard and ready for another round in record time if he makes another noise like that. Wrapping my fingers around him, I thumb his slit a couple times, smiling when he makes a sound that sounds suspiciously like a whimper. Realizing that I should have used lube on both hands if this was my intention, I keep my grip on him light enough not to chafe.

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