Page 121 of The Home Game

“Gonna do another one,” Antoni said and Matty hummed.

This time, Antoni drizzled the liquid across Matty’s ass and thighs, letting the heat of their skin melt the chocolate a little. It was messy and sticky, especially where it clung to his body hair, but Antoni kept going, loving the little pants and groans from Matty.

He teased at the seam of Matty’s ass a few times, brushing lightly, watching his reactions. He tensed at first but then melted into it, shivering and widening his thighs when Antoni brushed against his taint.

“Has anyone ever eaten your ass?” Antoni asked huskily.

“No.” Matty’s voice was a little muffled but he sounded more alert now.

“May I?” Antoni teased a finger up from his balls, letting it drag between his cheeks but not going in far.

Matty raised up on one elbow, squinting. “Can I shower first?”

“Yeah, of course,” Antoni said, stretching out to kiss him. “I can even do it in the shower if you want.”

“Then hell yeah, let’s do this,” Matty said, looking much more excited by the idea. He practically dragged Antoni into the bathroom.

Antoni laughed at his enthusiasm. God, Matty was … endearing.

And when he backed Antoni against the shower wall, kissing him under the fall of warm water, Antoni melted.

For a while, they kissed. They kissed until Antoni’s lips felt tender and a little bruised and his cock ached where he’d been rutting against Matty’s thigh. He could come like that if they kept going and he thought maybe Matty could too.

He was torn between wanting to come now and wanting to eat Matty out and he wavered between the two for a moment before he pulled back.

“Let me clean you up,” he said, reaching for his body wash. “I’ll get rid of the stickiness from the chocolate if you want to turn around.”

Matty turned, bracing himself against the shower wall, biceps bunching, and Antoni stared for a moment. Goddamn.

He lathered his hands and dragged them up and down Matty’s back, digging his thumbs in a little and making Matty moan. He seemed a little tense so Antoni went slow, teasing him. He lathered his hands again and gently pried apart Matty’s cheeks, letting the white foam run between.

Matty shivered and Antoni stepped closer, pressing his lips to Matty’s shoulder. “Should I keep going?”

“Yeah.”

Antoni slipped his middle finger into Matty’s crease. There was so much muscle there it was a snug fit but he rubbed gently, feeling Matty shudder with every drag of his finger across his hole.

“Fuck, Antoni …” Matty’s voice was strangled.

Antoni kissed the base of Matty’s neck, rubbing his cock against Matty’s cheek. “You good with me eating you out now?”

“Yeah. God. Do it.”

Antoni could feel Matty’s eager nerves making his big body tremble. He carefully dropped to his knees, the tile hard against them. But that was less important than running his hands across the round swell of Matty’s ass.

Antoni pried his cheeks apart and let the water run between them, washing away any soap residue before he leaned forward, pressing his mouth to Matty’s ass cheek. He bit the muscle, licking his way toward the crease. When Matty stayed relaxed, Antoni pressed his face in, dragging his tongue across Matty’s hole.

Matty made the most incredible noise, so Antoni did it again. And again. Until he was lapping with teasing, darting licks. He alternated that with swirls of his tongue, teasing the opening.

Matty’s thighs trembled.

When Antoni sucked at the rim, Matty slapped his hand against the tile, the sound echoing over the steady rush of the water.

Antoni chuckled and did it again, loving the way Matty shook and moaned.

For a while, Antoni got lost in it, drunk on Matty’s reactions as he pressed in deeper, gasping to breathe as he pulled away, then diving in again.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Matty said, trembling. “I’m … God, I’m close.”

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