Page 201 of Ride With Me

“Oh, it’s real,” Keely said, though if Taz thought he was going to get right to the main event, he was in for a surprise. Keely was a lot of things, including a world class flirt, and a sinfully wicked bedpartner, but one thing he prided himself on was his ability to tease someone to the point of distraction and beyond, and right now he fully intended to put that to clever use.

Maneuvering with both his teeth and hands, he worked Taz’s shirt up, the man leaning forward some to help him expose tan skin over layers of muscle and the kind of six-pack that deserved being worshiped. Nuzzling, Keely rubbed his cheek against Taz’s abs, making sure to let the silky softness of his hair brush across his flesh as well. He felt them clench and smiled as he slowly did it again, humming and letting the man feel the vibration against his skin. When one hand began stroking his hair, he knew Taz was already getting into it.

He licked a stripe up Taz’s side and was rewarded with both a groan and a chuckle. Okay, so a little ticklish then. He could definitely play with that. With little kitty cat licks, he worked his way around the bottom of Taz’s peck, taking time to enjoy the sculpted planes and ridges of his body. The best part was that Taz didn’t hurry him. He didn’t press, he didn’t demand, he just let Keely explore while petting his hair and making the most delicious little sounds of encouragement and desire.

Keely knew the effects of freezing air on nipples and licked, then nuzzled a line down the center of his chest punctuated with little nips, feeling the moment when a blast of AC hit because Tazinhaled so sharply his body shivered and his hips bucked up. It was the perfect time to catch the pebbled nub in his teeth and give a little tug, only to be rewarded by a low, rumbly groan.

“I love the way you play,” Taz encouraged, his voice already on the edge of wrecked and they were just getting started.

It was a welcome change from those who wanted to jump straight into fucking, like they couldn’t wait for the encounter to be over with. Of course, too much play and things reached the wrong side of uncomfortable, especially where zippers were involved, so Keely carefully undid the button on Taz’s jeans with his teeth, then used them to slowly lower the zipper before moving off to the side enough that Taz could raise his hips.

It took effort, and some tugging that also involved him kneeling on the floor, but with Taz’s help, and a few more swerves onto the shoulder, they got his jeans and his boxers down his hips, and further until they sagged around his knees.

“Whoa,” Keely breathed, his mouth watering as he got a look at the cock that stood up proudly from a neatly trimmed nest of blond pubes. “How were you going on about a piercing when you’ve literally got a smiley face tattooed on your cock, and wait a minute, are those words too?”

“The result of a drunken night I have little memory of,” Taz admitted.

“Dude, it sayshave a nice day.”

“I’m aware.”

“We’ll I’m about to have an awesome one,” Keely said as he leaned to get a closer look.

Fat head, long length, thick enough that he’d feel it for the rest of the night and maybe in the morning too. In other words, perfect.

Keely let the ends of his hair brush over it, knowing the effect the feather light drape of strands would have. Taz’s cock bobbedand Keely licked over the head of it, then nuzzled his thigh, earning himself another chuckle.

Oh yeah, definitely some ticklish spots worth taking the time to explore.

Another lick up Taz’s side prompted a similar response, then he caught Taz’s nipple between his teeth again and gave another tug. The last thing he expected was Taz to clasp a hand across his back and hold him in that position, his voice a little raspy when he spoke.

“Can you stay just like that for a little while?” Taz groaned, trailing his fingertips along Keely’s side. “Damn that feels amazing.”

Ohh shit, a request to feed one of his favorite oral fixations?Hell yeahhe could manage that. Keely snaked an arm across him and settled in, nuzzling first, getting a feel for that toned muscle beneath his cheek before circling his tongue around the bud. The position was super comfortable, with his body pillowed across Taz’s lap and the way he’d taken to caressing Keely’s back as he started suckling.

“Fuckkk yeah, baby, you stay just like that.”

Keely shivered at the pet name and the glide of Taz’s fingers down his spine, hitting the spot that made him gasp and shiver. The scent of Taz’s bodywash lingered on his skin, warm and spicy, like being in the woods in winter when the only scent was snow and evergreen trees. Sighing contently, Keely broke his slow suckling with little laps of his tongue and poofs of warm air blown over Taz’s nipple while the man trailed lazy circles on his hip and thigh. Intimate and perfect, like they did this every day and had all the time in the world to take their time and enjoy the moment.

You’ll know when you know.

That was his mama’s voice echoing in his head, his mom’s laugh accompanying it.

He’ll know when the last thing he wants is to hitch another ride or go anywhere beside wherever his chosen person is going.

Those had been his old man’s words, and he’d never steered Keely wrong. Even when bailing him out of a jam or an actual police station, he’d never tried to dissuade him from making his own way in the world.

Everyone’s got to live the lives they see for themselves, not try and fit other people’s visions.

It was a mantra his father lived by, along with his belief that people should never be shamed for the kinks they loved. Keely couldn’t imagine what life would have been like to grow up in a family where sex-positivity wasn’t a preached and practiced, because he’d never once felt like he couldn’t ask a question, or for help getting the supplies he’d needed to stay safe while he was experimenting.

Taz’s moans, hisses and hums were occasionally louder than the radio he’d turned down, like it was distracting him from the moment and the sounds Keely made as he suckled on him. Keely could tell Taz was enjoying them. The longer the activity went on, the easier it was for Keely to let his mind settle and even drift so there was nothing but the taste and feel of Taz’s skin and the warmth of his body and light caresses.

When they drifted past his tailbone and dipped into his crack, Keely got the sense that Taz was finally ready for things to move further, and with a wet pop, he pulled off the nipple he’d been sucking.

“Please tell me you’ve got lube in that bag of yours,” Taz growled, a tremble running through his body as Keely eased away from him.

“Never hit the highway without it.”

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