Page 88 of Open Water

Lukas groans softly. He’s not going to last. It’s been a while for him too, a long dry spell since someone last looked after him like this.

“Can I?” Tom whispers again from somewhere between his legs.

“Anything,” Lukas pants back. Honestly.

So, Tom swallows him down. Right down. Hot, warm, wet mouth on Lukas’s rock-hard cock. It doesn’t get any better than this. Soft eager movements and those little humming noises that go straight to where Lukas needs them. His hips trying to fuck into Tom’s mouth against the hands on his stomach trying to hold him down. It’s addictive, this. Having Tom trying to read his movements, teasing him with his tongue, then coming off making his dick scream to be let back into the warmth of that mouth. Long, firm strokes of tongue over his over-sensitive skin, followed by tiny kisses and teasing blows, until Tom gives in to his begging and swallows him back down his throat. Because Tom is good.Fuck, Tom is fantastic. Amazing. Thorough. Tasting and licking and humming and making him shiver and burn, all at the same time.

Lukas screams into his fist as he comes. Shoots like he couldn’t stop himself if he tried. His hips arching off the bed, humping into Tom’s mouth as his orgasm blinds him. His brain full of darkness, his mouth trying to smile when he’s probably just grimacing. Not that he cares.

His voice is making the most ridiculous sounds, as his head arches back into the pillows. And Lukas just lies there on the bed on his back panting desperately as Tom falls onto his shoulder with a smug grin on his face.

“I’ve never done that before.” He smiles cheekily. “I have never sucked anyone’s cock before. Was it okay?”

And Lukas just smiles back. Smiles like he can’t stop.

“You were awesome,” he slurs. His head still a little fuzzy. His thoughts clouded in fog.

“Good,” Tom says proudly, tugging at him like he wants to get closer. Trying to wrap the duvet around their bodies. “I read up on it, I hope I didn’t use my teeth.”

“Did you like it?” Lukas laughs as he turns his head. Rolls his body until they are back where he belongs. Chest to chest. Heart to heart. Lips on lips.

“A bit salty. And you are big. Sexy, though. Fucking hot.” Tom nuzzles into Lukas’s neck, drooling lazily onto his skin. Little wet trails where his mouth has touched him. “I will need some lessons, how to suck cock. Properly.”

“You don’t need bloody lessons. It was perfect, because it was you. Just perfect. I love you, Tom. I love you so much.”

It’s the adrenaline talking. Pheromones. He’s high on this. On sex and love. On Tom.

“Of course, you do, babe.” Tom giggles back. “I just blew you, didn’t I?”

“Idiot,” Lukas says, and buries his face in the mess of hair in front of him. Kisses the forehead of the ridiculous man in his arms.

“I may be an idiot, but I’m your fucking idiot.”

“You are. Mine.”

“And I mean it. Don’t ever leave. Stay. Stay with me. Because we are never going to be lonely again, Lukas.” His voice is barely there, suddenly thick with emotion.

“I love you,” Lukas says back, and he means it. He fucking means it. He’s happy. He’s so ecstatically happy.

TOM

“Dad,” Max says quietly as he steps into his trainers at the front door. They are late, as always.

Not that it’s Max’s fault, because Max was ready to go an hour ago, sitting nervously on the sofa chewing his fingernails. Lukas was kind of ready, too, wearing clothes.

Then, suddenly, he wasn’t wearing clothes and Tom wasn’t either and it was all a blur of want and need and sex and Tom’s head is kind of spinning a little at the thought of what he just did. He kind of choked all over Lukas’s cock, and then Lukas was tugging at his hair and he could feel the head of the cock in his mouth swelling and pulsing and…

“Dad...” Yeah, Max is annoyed now. Rightly so. “You kind of glazed over there, are you okay?” His son looks seriously concerned, if just for a second before this big shit eating grin spreads over his face. “You were thinking of sex,” he says. Like it’s normal.

“Was not,” Tom retaliates, sounding like a child. His bottom lip curling and his hand automatically adjusting his tackle. Yeah. Right.

“Cock sucking going okay?” Max giggles, not even being discreet about the fact that Lukas is in the toilet right next to them.

“Shut it,” Tom huffs. He’s still grinning though. Cock sucking is fun. Lots of fun. He needs to work on taking Lukas all the way down, and that swallowing around the head thing he read about. Also, he needs to work on not gagging, because that shit is not sexy.

“I can send you some links to some good porn if you need help?” Max offers, and winks as Lukas throws himself out through the bathroom door, smelling of toothpaste and soap. Stomping around in a circle looking for his shoes.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I would rather not know what kind of porn you watch. That is like. Too much information,” Tom stutters, and suddenly Lukas’s face looks a little pink.

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