Page 67 of Bend Him, Break Him
Isaac liked the sound of that yet struggled all the same. This wasn’t the last place in the world he wanted to be. Anyplace with Colton would automatically rise high on Isaac’s list. He’d endure just about anything to spend more time with his boyfriend.
Colton growled, kissing Isaac’s neck, then nibbling on his ear and tugging at the cross piercing. He pulled a little harder than he should, and Isaac released an aggressive grunt of irritation, which only provoked Colton to be more playful, more annoying. His fingers tugged at the loops of Isaac’s pants. His teeth bit a little too hard on Isaac’s Adam’s apple. His hips bucked a little too hard against Isaac’s, knocking him against the bathroom sink again.
“I suppose since you’re offering.” Isaac tsked, running his fingers through Colton’s black hair. “Get on your fucking knees.”
With a firm push, Isaac guided Colton down, and the jock wasted no time unfastening Isaac’s pants. The cold sink sent goosebumps across Isaac’s skin.
“That’s right, boy.” Isaac kept his hands on Colton’s head, pushing him closer to his cock.
His hands were merely decorative, seeing how Colton needed no instruction on how to take Isaac’s massive cock. He’d gotten masterful at sucking off Isaac. Colton knew everything Isaac enjoyed, from the teasing to the deepthroating, and he never let his gag reflex hold him back. Part of Isaac missed the noises Colton used to make, the deep gurgles, the gasps, the chokingbreaths, but he much preferred the expertise of how Colton handled himself now. And he still struggled, still choked when gripping Isaac’s ass and forcing the entirety of the shaft down his throat.
“Fuck.” Isaac shuddered as his dick pulsed against the tight, constricting throat muscles of Colton’s warm mouth.
If they were in the dorms or apartments or even a bathroom stall in an empty building, then Isaac would attempt to drag this out, savor every pump into Colton’s mouth, turn this into a long, brutal face fucking. But Colton’s technique was too precise. In all of three minutes, Isaac found himself on the verge of shooting his load. The only way to resist would be to pull Colton off his cock, but he didn’t want that.
“I’m gonna cum.” Isaac gripped Colton’s hair; he squeezed so tightly that his knuckles turned white. “Fucking swallow it.”
Isaac pulled back as the first jet of cum released in the back of Colton’s throat, but he managed to let the rest of his seed land on Colton’s tongue. Isaac’s dick twitched, the head resting in Colton’s mouth. When Colton gulped, Isaac rammed his dick back into his boyfriend’s mouth.
“That’s right,” Isaac said with an edge in his voice. “Keep it up.”
Each stroke as he thrusted in and out of Colton’s mouth kept Isaac’s orgasm alive a little longer. He knew he’d finished, but the phantom sensation kept him bucking his hips as Colton took in Isaac’s dick until it finally softened in his mouth.
“Goddamn.” Isaac chuckled, panting with a bit of ecstasy in the process. “If the head’s gonna be that good every time, I might have to attend more frat parties in the future.”
“Frat guys are hit or miss with their head game.” Colton wiped the corner of his mouth and smirked at Isaac.
“Oh, I know.” Isaac adjusted his pants, teasing Colton right back at his flimsy attempt to get a rise out of Isaac. The fact was, he’d already sucked that rise right out, and Isaac wasn’t about to concern himself with the list of guys or girls who’d sucked Colton off before he locked him down.
“I fucking knew it.” Colton gripped the sink, boxing Isaac in place as he pulled himself to his feet.
“What made you suspicious?”
“More than one guy who’s given me a brojob was making candy eyes at you.”
“It’s the lollipop everyone wants to suck.” Isaac shrugged, shooting Colton a playful expression. “I got the dick all the boys want.”
“Below their belt or in their mouth?”
“Both.”
They chuckled as they made their way out of the bathroom and bumped into Tim, who was rounding up guests.
“Well, well, well, dirty birdy boys flapping and fapping in the potty.” Tim shook his head while tsking.
Colton blushed.
“Afterparty at our place—hope you’re up for it.”
“What?”
“Yeah, Devon started talking it up to some of the team. Next thing I knew, Leon was giving folks directions, and here we are.” Tim shrugged. “So, I’m grabbing the coolest people to make this bearable.”
“All right.” Colton turned to Isaac. “Let’s grab your friends.”
“You can call them your friends, too,” Isaac replied in reference to the GSA members at the party. “They like you better than me anyway.”
“That’s not true.” Colton beamed teasingly and probably a little proud of his annoying charm, which Isaac couldn’t seem to get enough of these days.
