Page 33 of Doubling Down

“I like that sound,” Eric praised. “What other noises will you make for me?”

Ezra would make whatever sound Eric wanted as long as he kept touching Ezra just the same.

“Would you scream my name if that’s what I wanted?” Eric questioned while nibbling on Ezra’s neck. He nipped hard while the tip of his finger pushed against Ezra’s entrance.

“I like a vocal boy,” Eric told him. “But no one has ever sounded as hot as you.”

Ezra didn’t want to hear about anyone else Eric might have been with. Not with his balls so heavy and that familiar tingle signaling that he was close to coming. He shoved his cock into Eric’s hold before pushing back against his finger. Eric kept kissing and nipping his way across Ezra’s neck.

There would be marks there, no doubt, but Ezra couldn’t find it in himself to care. He wanted the entire world to know that he belonged to Eric.

Ezra rode Eric’s hand fast while digging his fingers dug into Eric’s shoulders. He chased his orgasm as his mind went numb. His precome smeared Eric’s fingers and chest. The heat radiating off Eric was nearly enough to burn him. Ezra’s cock jerked.

“That’s my boy. You are so beautiful like this. Give it to me, baby. Give me everything you have. Such a good boy.”

“More,” he whimpered. “I need more.”

“I’ll give you more. I’ll give you as much as you can take.”

“I want you!” Ezra whined.

“Soon. I promise. You need to be a good boy first and come for me.” His fingers tightened. Eric picked up the pace, jerking him off faster.

Ezra let his head fall back as his balls drew up and then he was coming.

“That’s my good boy,” Eric said, jacking every ounce of seed from him.

“Daddy,” Ezra whimpered as his cock grew sensitive.

“Fuck yeah.” Eric grabbed the back of his hair and yanked Ezra’s head down. He kissed Ezra like it was the last thing they would ever do.

Ezra clung weakly as Eric eased the kiss and sat back. Eric pressed Ezra’s cheek against his naked chest and Ezra gently kissed what flesh he could reach.

His mind whirled with what had taken place. Ezra could still hear Eric’s praise and the hot words he’d spoken. Had it been just in the heat of the moment or had Eric meant them?

“Rest. You need more sleep,” Eric ordered as he cupped the back of Ezra’s head.

Ezra wiggled. “I’m sitting in a wet spot.”

Eric chuckled. “That would be my come.”

“Hmm.” Nuzzling, Ezra breathed in Eric’s spicy muscular scent. He really should go back to bed, get some real sleep, but he didn’t want to move. Eric held him in place as he slouched lower on the couch.

Ezra yawned.

“That’s it. Sleep. I’ll carry you to bed in a little while. I just want to hold you for a few minutes.”

Ezra wouldn’t complain about that. “I have to go back to work tomorrow, but I don’t want to move yet.”

Eric sighed as he began to rub one hand down Ezra’s back. “Is it possible you can give it one more day?”

As much as he didn’t want to, Ezra lifted his head.

“Please. Just stay home one more day.”

“Is it your case? Did something happen tonight? That’s why you were awake?”

Eric nodded.

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