Page 75 of Dance With Me
“Then don’t,” replied Seb. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Joe shocked him by lifting him into his arms, and he wrapped his legs around his waist, his arms around his neck. Fuck, Joe was strong. He hadn’t even faltered. They moved into the lounge, and Joe put him gently on his back on the sofa. He lay on top of him, braced on his forearms on either side of Seb’s head.
Joe caressed his lips with his own; soft, gentle kisses that drove Seb mad with desire. He gripped Joe’s head, not wanting to wait any longer and pulled him down for a hard kiss. Their lips parted, and Seb slipped his tongue inside, licking and suckling Joe’s. Seb let his thighs drop open, and Joe fell between them, his cock brushing deliciously against Seb’s own hard length. They moaned in tandem, and Seb released Joe’s head, desperate to feel his skin again.
“Take this off.” He tried to get Joe’s shirt off, but Joe shrugged him off.
He smirked at him and sat back on his heels to remove it. Seb feasted his eyes on Joe’s broad shoulders, flat stomach, and narrow waist, and he ran his hands up Joe’s body.
“Wow, you’re amazing. Help with mine, please?” Seb asked Joe. He was getting better at doing things with one arm, but removing his shirt whilst in this position was a little tricky. Joe eased him out of his T-shirt and looked at him. He caressed his skin, trailing his fingers along his body.
“So fucking smooth, and I love this.” Joe touched the trail of dark hair leading from his stomach down into his sweatpants.
Seb was beside himself with desire now, and Joe laughed at him as he tried desperately to push his pants down his legs.
“I want these off too. Help me, Joe, please. I need to feel your skin on mine.” He knew he sounded like a whiny kid, but he needed to feel Joe’s hard body against his.
Joe moved off Seb and helped him undress, leaving him just in his boxers.
“These?” Joe looked at him, a question in his voice, his fingers hooked into the waistband.
“Everything. You too.”
Joe finished undressing them both, and Seb looked at his naked form. He was built like a fucking god. His hair had grown a little longer, and he’d taken to not shaving every day. The rugged, sexy-as-fuck look was working for him. Seb’s gaze moved down his body, past his abdomen to his cock.
It was glorious, uncut and his foreskin was pulled back, the purple head straining and leaking precum, dripping off the end onto Seb’s stomach. He dipped his finger into it and licked, slowly sucking the digit into his mouth.
Joe’s eyes rolled back into his head. “So fucking sexy.”
He moved over Seb again and kissed him, nipping and biting at his lips, then licking them to soothe away the sting.
Joe settled between Seb’s thighs again, and the taut head of his cock brushed against Seb’s. With his good hand, Seb reached between and grasped him.
“Fucking hell, you feel so good.” Seb went back to kissing Joe, stroking the velvet skin of his cock in his hand, the foreskin moving back and forth as he pumped the hardness beneath. He was dizzy with want, breathless from the kissing. He’d never felt such need, not even with Daniel. It had never been like this.
Joe gripped Seb’s cock in his hand and then wrapped his hand around them both, his larger hand enveloping Seb’s as he stroked them together. The drag of the head of Joe’s cock against his was almost more than Seb could bear. He could feel his orgasm building, but it was too soon. He wanted to last longer than this.
“Stop, stop.” Seb moved his hand away, shaking his head. Joe looked at him, confusion written all over his face.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“God, no. I was going to come, and I didn’t want to, not so soon anyway.” Seb gave a small laugh, then took a deep breath. “Fuck it.” He desperately wanted to come. He gripped Joe’s cock tighter and then started stroking them both with renewed vigour.
Joe caught on and gripped them both again in his strong hands, pumping their shafts together, their kisses becoming sloppy, more frantic.
Seb’s breath hitched as his orgasm built, his toes curling. He could feel his balls tightening, a sure sign that he was about to blow.
“Oh my God, Joe. I’m going to come.” He let out a strangled sound, closing his eyes to savour the sensation, and his release hit him hard, his come spilling over Joe’s fist. Moments later, Joe, too, groaned, and his creamy spunk mingled with Seb’s on his stomach.
“Fuck, fuck. That was…” Joe was breathing deeply, his eyes closed in ecstasy, his head thrown back. Seb opened his eyes and could honestly say he’d never seen anything so beautiful in his life. He still held their softening cocks in his hand and gently released them, Seb’s resting on his thigh, Joe’s hanging between his legs. Even soft, it was gorgeous, and he couldn’t wait to have it in his mouth.
“I know, right? Worth waiting for, that’s for sure,” Seb said as Joe leaned down for another kiss, cementing them together with their combined releases.
“Definitely worth waiting for and most definitely worth repeating. If we don’t move now, though, we’ll be stuck like this forever.” Joe’s smile was smug as he ran a finger through their mess and licked it. Seb moaned again.
“I can think of worse things.” Seb kissed him again. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of Joe’s kisses, so sweet, tasting of coffee and mints and something inherently Joe. Addicting andsogood.
Joe lifted off him and used his T-shirt to wipe the drying come from Seb’s stomach. “Let’s shower and then we can go out for lunch. What do you say?”
