Page 24 of Sticks and Stones
Any other day, maybe.
Today, they were going on vacation, and he wanted him calm, relaxed, and focused on beaches.
Again, this was about both of them, and he had no plan to do him dirty like that.
In fact, he was so excited about them getting away to a place where they could be out, and not hyper-careful of their surroundings, that it made him want to be extra chill.
Sue him.
This man made Ethan want to take care of him.
Pulling out of him, Gene was turned to face his lover, and his own dick was so hard it was moving from red to purple.
Someone desperately needed to get off.
“Please,” he begged. “I need to cum. Please let me, Mr. Blackhawk.”
Ethan picked up the soap, and began washing himself. The whole time, Gene was tracking every single movement he made, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t make him giddy.
Gene went to his knees and stayed in that position as Ethan cleaned up.
A part of Gene was loving how he’d make him beg for it. That was one of his kinks too.
Depravation was one of his turn-ons. There was something so hot about having to wait to get your pleasure, and only if you pleased your dominant.
“Please, Mr. Blackhawk, I can’t think straight. I need you,” he said.
When Ethan saw he was beyond holding off, he stopped, wanting to keep this going. Shower fuckery was high on his list of morning adventures.
“In my world, Gene, you make out with your lover when you want to get off. You don’t just sit there.”
That was all he had to hear. His man was giving him permission to take what he wanted.
SOLD.
Gene was up, and on Ethan so fast as his mouth found his.
The kiss was nuclear, and it wasn’t calm and gentle. It was anything but.
There was desperation.
It was the hottest kiss ever, and it didn’t hurt that Ethan’s fingers were wrapped around Gene’s cock as his mouth participated.
His dick was throbbing, and he needed more.
His soapy.
Slick.
Fingers.
Gene wanted them everywhere on his body, including his ass. Instead of saying anything, he kept kissing Ethan, driving his tongue down his throat as he jerked him off.
When Ethan broke the kiss, he stared into his eyes.
“I want your cum in me.”
The second he said it, Gene’s heart skipped in his chest, and he knew what Ethan was asking from him. He had begged him to take his ass for weeks.
