Page 44 of Covington Acres

He looked up, saw Vince’s brown eyes peering down at him. Vince grabbed the base of his shaft. “Kiss it.”

“Fuck yes.” Colby did as Vince said, pressing his lips to the head, a burst of precum on his tongue when he licked it from his own lips.

He loved that Vince treated him the way he would any other lover—at least, Colby assumed he did. Even though Vince was Colby’s first and only man, he didn’t constantly question Colby during sex. Now that they’d gotten used to being with each other, he figured Vince knew that if Colby didn’t like something or didn’t want to do something, he would tell Vince.

And he would.

He could tell Vince anything.

You could tell him about yourself, that there’s something wrong with you and you’re not like others.

Colby shook that thought from his head.

“Suck it a little before you fuck me. I can’t wait to give you my hole, baby. Been dying to know what it would feel like to be stretched out by you.”

Want sizzled beneath Colby’s skin. “Been dying to know what it’s like to be inside you too.” With that, he took Vince’s cock into his mouth, savored the taste of salt on his skin while bobbing his head.

He used his hand to help stroke while he sucked Vince off. He still didn’t take Vince as deep as Vince could take him, but damned if he didn’t try, if he didn’t want to be the best damnman at sucking Vince’s dick that he’d ever had. He would go down trying.

He pulled off to suck Vince’s balls the way he’d learned his friend liked, tasting them, licking them, pulling in the scent of Vince’s soap from his shower and the natural musk from his skin.

Then…then he swallowed Vince’s cock again. Hands tangled in his hair, Vince’s breaths were choppy between his “Fuck yes,” and “So good,” and “You’re so fucking hot down there, mouth full of my cock.”

Vince thrust his hips slightly but never gave Colby too much, and when he felt Vince’s thighs tighten, he knew what was coming. Vince pulled back, Colby scrambling forward for more dick as Vince chuckled. “We keep going that way, and I’m not going to get to come with your dick in my ass.”

“We wouldn’t want that.”

“No. We wouldn’t,” Vince agreed.

They scrambled onto the bed, Vince on his back while Colby knelt beside him, grabbing a condom and lube from his nightstand. He tossed the rubber onto the bed.

“Have you ever done this before?” Vince asked.

“Yeah, a few times, though obviously with a woman. I figure a lot of it is the same. Opening you up, using lube, and making you come.” He winked.

“Yeah, but you get to play with my prostate too. I want to feel you hitting that just right.”

Colby had heard about how good your prostate could make you feel, and he wanted nothing more than to give Vince every good sensation he could, to make him come apart with how much pleasure Colby gave him. “Your prostate. Got it. I want you to come so hard, you don’t ever have another orgasm without comparing it to me.”

Vince grinned, that bright, happy fucking smile of his that made Colby feel more important than he’d ever felt in his life. “Babe…I’m pretty sure that’s already the case.”

Colby’s heart stumbled in a way he wasn’t familiar with, then picked itself up again and started to run, fast, almost too fast…making him feel…different.

He didn’t have much time to think about it because Vince’s hand grabbed the back of his head and tugged him down into another kiss. It cleared Colby’s brain of any thought other than the feel of Vince and the fact that he could soon be inside him.

“Need you,” he admitted against Vince’s mouth, then sat up, grabbed the lube, and slicked his fingers.

Vince rolled onto his stomach. “I have a great ass. I don’t want to deny you the view.” He spread his muscular thighs. Colby’s dick twitched. Holy shit, he hoped this didn’t end too soon. His cock ached, balls fuller than they’d ever been.

Colby straddled Vince’s leg, pressing his finger between Vince’s cheeks. He felt hair there, much like he had himself, while he sought out the tight ring Vince was giving him. Leaning down, Colby kissed the top of Vince’s spine as he pushed one finger into the hot, tight suction of Vince’s body.

“Fuck yessss,” they said together, and that made something weird inside Colby’s chest twitch again.

He ignored it, working his finger in and out of Vince’s body, kissing, licking, and gently biting at his shoulders, his neck, then down his back and back up again.

“You’re so tight,” Colby told him.

“Give me two fingers. Get me ready for your cock.” Vince pushed up some so he was on his knees and forearms, his ass in the air. All that nakedness, all his flawless brown skin, hard muscles, and masculine body made another shot of lust dart through Colby. Vince was…Vince was the sexiest man he’d ever seen, the sexiest person. Sex had always been one of his favoritethings. He had a good time when he was with someone, but being with Vince was next-level shit. Their friendship made his pleasure that much stronger.

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