Page 6 of Havoc
Lawrence pulled his shirt from his pants and started unbuttoning it, starting at the bottom and working his way up. Remy had undone his tie in the car, which hung around his neck. Lawrence freed him of the shirt, leaving the tie as his hands went to the buckle of his belt, getting rid of it.
His hand grazed Remy's dick as he unzipped his slacks. Remy knew he didn't have much choice but to, with as hard as he was, with how he was straining against his slacks.
The thought of Lawrence under him while clothed was enough to turn him on. That same thought had served in causing him to be unbelievably hard.
His pants and boxers were pulled down his hips, and the moment his dick sprang free, it stood at attention. Lawrence paused in what he was doing, and his eyes zeroed in on the appendage. One of Lawrence's hands released the side of his pants and wrapped around his dick. His touch was light and soft, and it caused Remy to moan, and Lawrence took in a breath.
Remy was aware that he wasn't a small man, and the weight of him tended to shock his partners. Lawrence stroked him once before releasing him and going back to his previous goal of getting Remy naked.
Once Remy had stepped out of his pants and boxers, his socks closely followed suit. He allowed Lawrence to take him in. The other man's eyes roamed over him as he licked his lips. The perusal caused Remy's dick to jump.
When Lawrence's eyes returned to Remy's, he grabbed the shorter man by the waist and pulled him in. Leaning down, he slanted his lips over his. He slowly slid his tongue into Lawrence's mouth and led him in a kiss.
It started slow. Both tasted of the bourbon he'd poured them. Remy's hands snaked down to Lawrence's ass, and he gripped it, squeezing before massaging the globes, kneading the firm yet soft flesh.
Remy felt Lawrence's hand come between them, and the other man took his dick back into it. His touch was soft yet firm. The way Remy would have him do it had he not done so on his own.
Lawrence began to stroke him slowly, and Remy moaned into the kiss. His tongue tangling with the other man's.
After several long minutes, Remy pulled away from the kiss, pulling Lawrence's bottom lip between his teeth. When he released it, the shorter man placed kisses on his neck, working his lips to his collarbone, nipping at the flesh there before journeying to his left peck.
Lawrence continued his journey of nips and kisses down Remy's body until he was on his knees in front of him. Remy watched him, taking him in as Lawrence's eyes returned to his. With their eyes locked, Remy watched him lean in and circle his tongue around the head of his dick. The sight was purely arousing, and his dick jumped in Lawrence's hand against the soft touch of his tongue.
Without breaking eye contact, Lawrence removed his hand from his dick, taking him into his mouth slowly. When the other man's lips touched his hips, Remy's stomach coiled, the feeling of sliding down his throat causing it to tighten. It had been a while since someone had taken all ten inches of him down their throat. Let alone on the first entry, but it seemed Lawrence had no gag reflex, and Remy would have fun with that.
When Lawrence let out a slow exhale that he felt against his flesh before swallowing around him, Remy's hand gripped his curls as he moaned—slowly sliding his dick from Lawrence's mouth. He circled his tongue around the head as it exited.
Remy gripped the base of his dick, running it along Lawrence's lips, neither one of them having broken eye contact yet.
“Open,”Remy commanded, and when Lawrence did, he slid his dick back into his mouth, stopping only when it completely disappeared.
This time, Lawrence hummed around his dick, the vibrations and the warm feel of his mouth causing Remy to moan before pulling out, only to push back in a few seconds later.
It didn't take long before he'd chosen a pace he liked. He used his grip on Lawrence's hair to guide him as he fucked his mouth. With each thrust, his cheeks would hollow, and with every other thrust, his throat would tighten as he swallowed around Remy.
The sounds of their collected moans filled the room, along with the sound of his dick pillaging the depths of Lawrence's throat.
“Shit, baby,”Remy moaned, increasing his speed a bit. His free hand went under Lawrence's chin, cupping it. “Stay open for me,”he demanded.
No sooner than Lawrence had done what he'd asked, Remy began to fuck his mouth with abandon, taking the pleasure he wanted from him, using him for it, and he had no qualms aboutdoing so. It was exactly what the night was for, the reason the other man had agreed to come home with him. For them to use one another.
Saliva coated his dick as it ran out of Lawrence's mouth and down his chin. His hands came up to Remy's thighs, gripping them, and he waited to see if he would push him away, ask him to stop, or slow down because Remy was aware that he was being rough with him, knew that he was using him as if he'd found him on a corner and had paid for him.
That didn't happen. Lawrence gripped his thighs, holding onto them. Remy suspected that he was steadying himself against his thrusts. Each one of them pushed him backward and knocked him off balance.
Remy wasn't sure how long this went on. With him fucking Lawrence's throat. Stopping now and then to allow the other man to take in a breath, a string of saliva following each time he did so.
He felt his balls begin to tighten, and it was only a minute later that he pushed into Lawrence's mouth. Holding the other man in place with his lips against his hips, and came.
“Fuck.”Tumbled from Remy's lips into the room with a loud moan; at the same time, Lawrence moaned around his dick. “Swallow for me,”Remy demanded as he slowly pulled his dick from Lawrence's mouth with a groan.
The sound of Lawrence doing so could be heard throughout the room, and he wasn't surprised. He'd known he'd cum a lot. It had been a while since he'd been with someone.
He didn't give the other man time to take a breath before picking him up and tossing him onto the bed. Lawrence gasped in surprise, and Remy knew it was because he'd just manhandled him. He was sure Lawrence hadn’t expected it.
Remy placed one knee on the bed, between the other man's legs, and leaned over, taking his dick in his mouth. He wouldn't pretend as if he had no gag reflex the way that Lawrence did, but he knew he gave damn good head.
He knew several tops that believed that their job was to only fuck whoever was bottoming for them. Remy prided himself on giving just as good as he received.
