Page 214 of Men in Shorts

“God…” The beard didn’t tickle as much as Duncan had expected, but the brush of soft hairs against sensitive skin was setting him alight all over.

Brodie pulled him deeper, sliding his tongue over the underside of Duncan’s shaft.

Maybe it was the setting or their long separation—and okay, maybe the beard—but despite their precious familiarity, this all felt brand new. Like they were discovering each other for the first time.

Brodie took him all the way in, shifting one hand around to cup Duncan’s balls.

Duncan let out a choked cry. His legs trembled, threatening to give way. He grabbed the nearest bedpost with a flailing hand and held on tight. But it wasn’t enough, not after the day’s exertions.

“Stop for a sec.” He slowly withdrew from Brodie’s mouth. “I’m gonna fall over.”

“Okay.” Brodie grabbed one of the pillows, then lay on his back across the bed, putting the pillow beneath his head and shoulders. He pointed to his lips, already flush with friction. “Come here.”

The thought alone was knee-weakening. But he had to confirm. “Seriously? Like that?” He’d always been careful not to dominate Brodie in bed, as he never seemed comfortable in a submissive position, even on the rare occasions when he bottomed.

“Well, we could try it with me sitting up at the top of the bed,” Brodie said, “but frankly I don’t trust you not to break that headboard.”

“Yeah, that would be hard to explain.” Duncan crawled up over him until he was in position, knees tucked beneath Brodie’s arms. “But let me know if you want to stop.”

“Of course.” Brodie reached up and took Duncan’s arse in both hands, then slid his cock between his lips again.

“Fuck…” Duncan closed his eyes and relaxed his muscles, letting Brodie pull him in as far as he wanted, easing back when he loosened his grip. It was just like when they danced together, with Brodie leading.

Then he opened his eyes and looked down. The sight of his slick, rigid length filling Brodie’s mouth made him even harder, which he hadn’t thought possible.

Brodie moved his hands to grip the back of Duncan’s thighs. Duncan flexed his muscles, and Brodie groaned in response, his throat making a delicious vibration.

“You okay?” Duncan said, barely able to speak. At Brodie’s quick nod, he asked, “You sure?”

Brodie craned his neck, releasing Duncan’s cock and meeting his eyes. His gaze was fierce, and this time his nod was firm and decisive. “I want you to fuck my mouth until you come.”

Okay, then.

Brodie took him in, his mouth tighter than ever. Duncan eased forward, then out, then in a bit farther. His legs began to tremble again, but this time not from any strain.

Brodie slid his hands up over Duncan’s arse. One of his fingers grazed his crease, then traveled inward.

“Yes…” Duncan hissed. “Touch me. Please.”

He felt a brush against his hole, just a tickle at first. He whimpered, and in response, Brodie did it again, in a steady rhythm with rising pressure.

Duncan was gone now, past the point of no return already. He rocked his hips, plunging into Brodie’s willing mouth.

As his orgasm neared, he looked down again to lock eyes with Brodie. After all this time, they were in the same country, the same city, the same room, and it felt like a fucking miracle.

Duncan broke apart, surging out of himself and into the man he loved. He bunched the duvet in his fists, crying out louder with each breath, helpless and fearless in this mad embrace.

When his last drop was gone, Duncan took a long moment to gather his strength, then managed to lift himself enough to collapse back onto the mattress in the general vicinity of his pillow.

Between breaths he said, “I have…missed you…so much.” Then he rubbed his face. “No, that makes it seem like I only missed sex. I missed every bit of you.”

“I know what you meant.” Brodie lay down beside him, pulling the duvet up over them both. “And there’s no reason why a pair of blowjobs can’t be a union of souls.”

“True.” Duncan gazed at him. “I still can’t believe you’re here.”

“I can’t believewe’rehere in this place.” Brodie snuggled close, looping an arm round Duncan’s waist. “By the way, I booked dinner and a hotel room for us tomorrow night. Meant to be a surprise.”

“That sounds amazing. I can’t wait.”

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