Page 53 of Poolside

“Oh my god,” Tommy breathed. “Oh, fuck, Chuck.”

Opening his mouth, he took Tommy in, lips stretching around his girth.Fuck, it was a heady feeling to give someone pleasure like that. Chuck swallowed, tongue working the underside of Tommy’s cock as he took him back as far as he could before it got to be too much and he withdrew.

With only the tip sucked tightly between his lips Chuck looked up. He needed to see Tommy, needed to remember this wasn’t just any man he was blowing.

Tommy watched him, mouth dropped open. His chest and neck were flushed, his dark russet nipples tightened to hard buds, and Chuck had never felt more powerful in his entire life. Tommy looked at him like he was something special, and it terrified him.

If there’s one thing I can do for this man,Chuck thought to himself,it’s give him the best fucking blowjob he’ll ever have. He liked the idea of leaving Tommy so sated that no other man would ever compare. Chuck found his rhythm, hollowing his cheeks as he took Tommy into the back of his throat, and reached a hand up to fondle his heavy balls.

“Oh my god,” he heard Tommy say above him. “Oh my fucking god, Chuck, I—fuck, it’s so good,” he gasped as Chuck hummed around him. The gasp turned into a disbelieving laugh. “How did I not know? This is so fucking good, and seeing you like this, Chuck, I’m fucking dying, you’re going to have me coming so hard for you, down that fucking sexy throat.”

Tommy’s babbling fueled him; knowing he was responsible for his friend’s undoing brought out an overwhelming need in Chuck to push even farther. If he was going to throw his heart down on the line like this, he was going to blow Tommy’s fucking mind.

He popped off Tommy’s cock. “Turn around,” Chuck said, his voice wrecked. “Hands on the wall and ass out.”

Tommy moved quickly, getting into the position Chuck had asked him to. With his back arched and his ass out he looked like a pin-up boy. Chuck’s gaze caught on the two perfect dimples at the base of his spine: fuck, he was never going to forget the sight.

He spread Tommy’s cheeks with both hands, mouth watering at the sight of his tight, pink hole surrounded by the same chestnut curls.He fucking loved a man with some body hair.Slowly, he dragged his tongue up his crease, teasing the rim with soft licks as he listened for a response.

“Oh fuck,” Tommy breathed out the words on a rush of air. “More, please, I need fuckingmore.”

Chuck gave him more. He sucked at Tommy’s hole, the bite of chlorine and musk hitting his taste buds. He groaned, his tongue licking circles around the rim until he felt it begin to soften under his attention.

He loved rimming. The intimacy and trust of it combined with the earth shattering pleasure of having a tongue in the ass made it one of Chuck’s favorite things to do in bed.

Tommy started to rock back against Chuck’s tongue, and he took that as a sign to push forward, pressing through the softened ring of muscle. Tommy let out a choked gasp, and Chuck reached between his legs to grab his dripping cock. Gathering the precum in his palm, he swiped it up Tommy’s length before he started to stroke in earnest.

“Gonna come,” Tommy choked out above him. “Fuck, don’t stop, yes, yes,yes.”

His chants ended in a guttural groan as he came, cock pulsing in Chuck’s hand as his tongue continued to thrust in and out of his hole. Chuck could feel Tommy trembling above him, and with one last kiss to the base of his spine Chuck stood up, wincing at the pain in his knees.

He ran his thumbs over the sweat-slicked skin of Tommy’s lower back, brushing over the two dimples just because he could. His own cock was painfully hard, balls already drawn up tight.

Groaning, Tommy twisted, his expression a beautiful wreck as he looked up at Chuck. He blinked his thick lashes once, twice, and then he was dropping down to his knees. He never looked away from him.

“I want to suck your cock,” Tommy said. “Been thinking about it for weeks, Chuck. Please, put me out of my fucking misery.”

It was a testament to just how badly Chuck’s body burned for his friend that he didn’t think twice before freeing his cock from his suit. Chuck was on fire, and there was a beautiful, wet mouth right therebeggingfor him.

When Tommy’s mouth engulfed him, Chuck let out a choked cry—fuck, it felt better than he remembered. Tommy’s technique was clumsy, teeth brushing his shaft as he bobbed up and down. Chuck couldn’t look away, not when Tommy’s brown eyes were wide and glazed as he looked up at him, not when drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Chuck needed to tell him he might not come, that all of his work might be for nothing. He owed it to Tommy—fuck, it was the man’s first blowjob, and Chuck was the luckiest man alive.

“I might not come,” he finally managed to gasp.

Tommy pulled off of him, rubbing his cheek up and down Chuck’s wet length as he blinked up at him and caught his breath. “But does it feel good?”

A surprised laugh burst from Chuck’s chest. “Yeah, T. You’re blowing my mind right now.”

Tommy looked pleased at that. He reached up and wrapped one of his big hands around Chuck’s cock. He squeezed, experimentally, before jacking him slowly. “I knew it was going to be pretty,” he murmured, and Chuck watched, transfixed, as Tommy’s tongue darted out to lick the bead of precum from his tip. “Pretty just like you.”

Chuck moaned; it was too much, all of it, and the teasing pull of his orgasm was there, closer than he could remember it being, tightening his abdomen and sending tingles down his thighs.

When Tommy circled his lips around him again and sucked, Chuck’s knees buckled. He reached up to brace a hand on the cold wall, while his other hand grabbed a handful of Tommy’s hair. Chuck didn’t mean to thrust into his mouth, but it was too good and his hips bucked of their own free will.

“Shit, sorry,” Chuck gasped, but Tommy shook his head even as his eyes brimmed with moisture. Chuck felt two hands reach around and grip his ass before tugging him forward again.

Chuck shook his head. “You don’t have to,” he started to say.

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