Page 69 of Steam

"It's so good."

Will hummed, pleased, and continued. He drew concentric circles on Daniel's ass, smaller and smaller, until he was just tracing his entrance, teasing. It was maddening and it felt better than Daniel had ever dreamed. Maybe he'd been wrong to always cut rimming short and move on.

I could come just like this, Daniel realized. He rolled his hips against the mattress, desperate for friction.

"You need it so bad, don't you baby?" Will asked, noticing the movement. He gripped Daniel's hip and held it still.

"I need it," Daniel said. "It's so good."

"You're a good boy, but you'll have to be more patient than that," Will said. "Can you try for me?"

"Yeah, I—yes," Daniel said, not exactly sure how the moment was supposed to play out. "I want to make you happy. I want to be good for you."

Will groaned loud enough that Daniel had to see his face. He hitched himself up on one elbow and craned his neck to see the man behind him.

"You are making me happy," Will said with a smile.

He looked perfect there, his face flushed from effort and arousal, dark hair askew.

He'd been taking tender care with Daniel—and that was fine—but it still felt as if something was missing. Will was still almost fully clothed.

"Will you let me touch you?" Daniel asked.

"Is that what you want?"

Daniel just nodded.

Will pushed backward and nodded slowly. "I won't make you wait for it any more. At least not that part."

* * *

Will wonderedif his student had any goddamned idea how much hearing the words "I want to be good for you," had turned him on. He was about to feel firsthand evidence of it, either way, because Daniel had moved to undress him.

He wondered what his student saw when he looked at Will. Did he like Will’s tattoos, or did college students not think tattoos were cool anymore?

From the way that Daniel eagerly undressed him, it was clear that his student wasn’t judging his body. At least not in a negative way. Daniel kissed him and then moved lower, tracing the outlines of his tattoos with his mouth even as his hands fumbled on Will’s belt. It was only a minute until Daniel had shucked off all of his clothes and thrown them on the floor. Everything but his boxer briefs.

Eager and smiling, Daniel guided him to the edge of the bed. He kneeled and spread Will’s thighs. Will groaned as Daniel used his mouth to trace the shape of his cock through the soft fabric. He could feel Daniel’s breath through the garment and had to stop himself from hitching up, pressing into his mouth.

Will had set aside his own needs so far, concentrating on Daniel. But this brought him back to himself. Daniel finally hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and dragged them off. Then he sat back on his heels, a smile on his face.

* * *

It was ironic, Daniel thought, that Will’s thick, pierced cock had taken so long to come into play between them—especially considering the fact that the sight of it was what had started this whole thing.

His hard-on was just as nice in real life as it had been in the picture. It seemed a shame to move on too fast without taking a moment to admire it.

"I've been thinking about this since I got that message," Daniel said, holding him gently by the base. With his other hand, he reached out to run a fingertip gingerly over the ring. "Does it hurt?"

Will shook his head. "It's been there for a long time. It'd take more than a healed piercing to hurt me."

* * *

Daniel's facelooked almost reverent as he handled Will, gently at first and then more confidently. Still holding him by the base, Daniel gently twirled the ring. Will let out a satisfied sigh. The piercing was long-healed and the slight friction and tug of the smooth jewelry being moved around was a singular, wonderful sensation—unlike touching Will in any other way and completely unexpected. The novelty and pleasure of the piercing had never worn off.

Will thanked his lucky stars that Daniel was intrigued by it instead of turned off. More than one person had turned their nose up at the thick ring.

Daniel wasn't satisfied by playing with the jewelry for long, though. Will looked on with unbridled lust as Daniel leaned in, dipping his head in a movement that almost looked like he was about to pray. Instead, the tip of Daniel's tongue appeared between his lips and he lapped against the jewelry and Will's slit, tasting him.

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