Page 67 of Let Leaves Lay Where They Fall

Nathan presses the rod up against his belly with the pad of his thumb under the base and slides his tongue from there to its tip over and over. Licking at the dick like a popsicle and taking it back in deep, to his throat.

Nathan reaches into his own pants and fondles himself. Soaked with his juices. He bobs faster on the cutie. Cupping his bails with the free hand. Teasing his taint with the pad of his middle finger.

Jamie’s sack tightens and his dick swells more on Nathan’s tongue. “Fuck Nathan. I’m going to come.” He whispers.

Nathan wraps a ring of fingers around Jamie’s ball sack and pushes it back. Bobbing deep as his throat will take on that ready to launch rocket.

Jamie’s fingers roll into fists of bundled curls. His body tenses. “Uhnnn.” Streams of salty sweetness flow. Flooding Nathan’s mouth. He keeps pumping. Lips squeezing out every drop.

He strokes himself faster, until his own cock explodes. Splashing on the wooden shed behind the convulsing cutie. He sucks Jamie’s until there’s nothing left in the tank. Swallowing the sweet nectar. Delicious. He savors the glaze on his lips.

Rising back to meet doe-eyes gone soft and serene after the release. He presses their mouths together again. Tucking Jamie back into his briefs and closing the jeans for him. “You are so fucking hot Jamie.”

The cutie's cheeks are blazed pink. He smiles dreamily and closes his eyes. Leaning in to kiss more.

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Jamie’s shocked by his own behavior. This man uses some sort of wild sex magic, for sure. “You are so naughty.” He smooths his clothes with both hands. “I’ve spilled my drink.” Among other things.

Nathan giggles. “We can get you another.’’ He leans in for another kiss.

“Careful. I’ll be ready for round two.” He feels his face burn red.

“Good.” Nathan growls. “I’m not finished with you tonight.” He winks.

Jamie points to the little wet spot, on Nathan’s scrub bottoms.

“Shit.” He chuckles. Pulling and buttoning the white coat shut. “Is that good?” He steps back, spreading his arms out.

“You’re beautiful.” The rum haze encourages Jamie. He shivers as the heat fades from his body and the cooling night air makes itself known.

“Come on.” Nathan takes his hand and leads them back inside. The smokers hadn’t noticed a thing. “Are you hungry? I’m starving?” He pulls them toward the kitchen, through the crowd who’ve started dancing to the music.

“Jamie!” A voice calls out.

Robbie parts a dancing pair of ogres and steps past. He eyes Nathan down and up again. “Who is this?” He grins.

“Robbie. This is Nathan.”

Robbie reaches forward to shake Nathan’s hand. “The man we’ve been hearing about for days now?”

Jamie nods. Avoiding eye contact with Nathan. Embarrassed to be called out by the boss.

“I’m happy to hear he’s been talking about me.” Nathan grins. “Good things, I hope?”

“Our Jamie may be a bit smitten. We’re happy to see it.” Robbie squeezes Jamie’s shoulder.

Jamie’s face is all the shades of crimson.

Dennis steps in from the crowd. “Hey hun.” He kisses Robbie’s cheek.

“Den. This is Nathan. He’s with Jamie.” He winks at his husband.

Dennis smiles big. A gap at the center of his front teeth. His green eyes squint shut over big rosy cheeks. Both men are dressed in western button ups and embroidered jeans with pointed cowboy boots.

“We’re Brokeback Mountain.” Robbie says. “He’s the mountain that breaks my back.” The foursome roar with laughter.

Dennis’ belly jiggles. He folds a thick arm around Robbie’s head, pulling him close to kiss his forehead. “Later tonight.” He winks at Jamie and Nathan.

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