Page 196 of Sticks and Stones
Oh, Gene knew.
That’s how he felt minutes ago.
With Ethan, it was more than a blowjob. While his partner had perfected his technique, Gene was a master at making Ethan beg.
He could take him from zero to orgasm in no time at all, or he could make him suffer.
“It’s my turn,” he said, running his hands over the big raven tattoo on his chest. “I love making you beg,” he whispered, as he went to his knees.
Ethan watched, and he knew that Gene would make him work for it.
He teased him.
He tormented him.
He baited that monster just begging to come out.
As he started blowing him, already, Ethan’s abs quaked. He couldn’t breathe as he felt like he was sinking under so much pleasure.
That he never wanted to get out.
“Oh, God,” he muttered as the man had a death grip on his dick as he was blowing and jerking him off.
Ethan closed his eyes, and he couldn’t imagine a more perfect moment. There was something about possibly getting caught that made sex even more fun.
As Gene swallowed him, and played with his balls, Ethan stood there trapped against the wall.
“More,” he begged. “I need more, Gene.”
And he gave it to him.
He blew him like it was the last blowjob either of them would give or receive.
When Ethan’s leg shook, Gene played with him, changing up the rhythm to make him crazy.
Ethan moaned, his hips trying to take over and go deeper down Gene’s throat, if he could. The way he worked over his body was addictive.
He never wanted this to stop.
When Gene took him to the top of the climb, he backed off, and then went hard again.
He toyed with him, making his balls ache for release, as that desperation filled him.
Ethan felt like he was going to die if he didn’t cum. There was desperation and need clawing at him, as his libido ached for release.
And still Gene used his mouth to drive him straight into the insanity. No other lover ever made him this crazy during sex.
It had been a necessity for survival, but with Gene, he wouldn’t go a day without this man. He’d become everything to him.
“If you keep teasing, Gene,” he whispered between clenched teeth, “I’m going to take over.”
Gene heard him, and he flirted with that threat.
God.
He loved it when Ethan got rough.
When he kept teasing him, it was when he sucked one of his balls into his mouth that Ethan lost control.
