Page 87 of Cross My Heart

I nod, and Tyler fists my boxers and begins to yank them down under my ass. My cock springs free, slapping my abs. I don’t fight him; I don’t think I have it in me to. In fact, I lift my hips to help him out.

“God, I wish you could see what I see,” Tyler says against my lips. “You’re fucking delicious. Your body is a work of art.”

“Look who’s talking,” I reply, taking his bottom lip between my teeth and nipping lightly. He groans for me, and my cock twitches.

Ty’s hand roams over my hip, raising goosebumps in its wake, then shifts to trace over my inner thigh. His fingers ghost over my balls, and I suck in a sharp breath, and when he finally wraps his hand around my dick, I whimper.

“Fuck,”I moan.

It feels like I’ve waited a lifetime for this right here.

“That’s right, Noah,” Ty whispers. “I want to fuck. I can fuck you, or you can fuck me. Whatever you want, I’ll do it.”

He lines up his dick with mine and grabs us both with one hand, jacking our lengths together. “Fuck, Ty. Spit on your hand.”

He does as I say, then grabs us both again and jacks our lengths off together. The pace is unhurried as if we have all the time in the world, and my hips lift as I thrust into his hand. He smirks at me, knowing I’m getting desperate, and I bite my lip.

“Please, Ty,” I whisper.

“Please, what?” he whispers back, pressing his forehead against mine. “What are you asking for?”

“I don’t know,” I admit. “I just need—more.”

“Oh, you want more?” Ty smirks yet again, and it makes me want to fuck him into the bed. “Beg for it.”

“W-what?” I sputter.

“Beg for it, Noah baby.”

His hand speeds up, and with the wetness of his spit, it feels fucking incredible. His thumb goes over my slit, gathering my pre-cum, and it feels like I’m about to come. My eyes roll to the back of my head, and he lets go of us.

“Ah-ah-ah,” he tuts. “You’re being a very bad boy right now. I told you to beg.”

“Please,” I beg. “Tyler,pleaselet me suck your cock.”

Tyler’s eyes widen, but he nods. “Good boy.”

My body tingles at the praise, and I get between his legs, shoving them apart roughly. It’s been a long fucking time since I’ve sucked his cock, and I’m going to enjoy every second of it. We both know this means more than a simple blowjob. I’m showing him how much I love him. How much I want and need him.

I dip my head and lick his balls, shoving his legs up into his chest, then go down even lower. My tongue trails down to his taint, and then without warning, it swirls around his rim. He tenses, his back arching off the bed, and he moans long and loud.

“You like that?” I whisper, licking his hole again, spearing my tongue inside of him. He mutters a curse, and I pull away. “God, I fucking missed this.”

Tyler grabs his cock, tugging on it roughly, and groans. His eyes are open as he looks down at me, and I begin to rut against the bed, feeling like I’m going crazy.

Fuck.

“Oh, fuck, that’s it.” He moans, making eye contact with me. But I just stop and go back to his cock, licking the head and taking it between my lips. I give him a deep suck and take him to the back of my throat, gagging violently. “You look so fucking good down there with my cock in your mouth, Noah.”

I moan, bobbing my head up and down, hollowing my cheeks for him. I take him to the back of my throat over and over, testing myself, then swallow around his cock. His hands fly to my hair as my nose meets the trimmed hair on his pelvis, and I swallow around him again, then hold myself there.

“Oh, goddamn it.” He groans, his fingers tightening on the hair at the top of my head. “You like that, baby? My cock in your mouth?”

“Mhmmmm,” I moan, and his balls tighten.

“Do that again.” He moans again, and I hold myself there with his cock down my throat. “Ah, shit, baby. Swallow me, please.”

I swallow around him, and his eyes roll to the back of his head. My toes curl, and his dick thickens in my mouth. I know he’s?—

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