Page 50 of Rat Park
Dominic’s knees almost buckled at the sudden sensation, threading his fingers gently through Flor’s hair, but he was given no time to breathe as his boxers were pulled down. Flor made a choked, pleasured sound, as if his own cock had been released. He wrapped his fingers around Dominic’s base, squeezing a moment before sliding up to collect the wetness already beading and dripping from the tip.
“God, I’ve thought about this,” Flor started saying, “I thought about this, I knew you’d be big, I’ve wanted—” He cut himself off, his tongue coming out to drag against the head of Dominic’s dick.
Dominic jerked back, pausing Flor as he tried to follow. “Flor. Protection.”
Flor stared up at him blankly for a moment before his expression turned concerned.
“Shit, Dominic. Are you—”
“No. But you should always—”
“Oh my God. Can we save the lecture until I don’t have your dick three inches from my face? Are you clean?”
“Yes, but—”
Flor took Dominic’s cock into his mouth and Dominic’s words cut off.
“Shit,” Dominic said, and Flor hummed, the vibration going straight to his balls.
Flor tongued at the underside of his cock, sucking the tip between his lips. Dominic’s thighs trembled.
“Stop, stop, come up here,” Dominic said, pulling him up.
Dominic shucked the clothes that had tangled around his ankles and opened Flor’s jeans, pulling them down and off along with his underwear. Dominic pressed his body down against him as they fell onto the bed, making him moan. It was skin on skin, and softness, and heat, and Dominic devoured his mouth, suddenly starving.
Flor licked across Dominic’s teeth, his tongue, open and wet as he wrapped his legs around him. Flor’s wet cock pressed between them, causing him to thrust up, caught between their stomachs. Heat raced across Dominic’s skin, drowning Flor’s name against his lips.
Dominic trailed his mouth down, wanting more to taste. It drew a path across Flor’s smooth cheek, the line of his jaw, the vulnerable and exposed skin of his neck. Flor arched, giving everything that Dominic wanted to taste.
Dominic trailed his hands across Flor’s sides, a reverent and soft touch. His mouth found a nipple, sucking it gently. Flor moaned again, another sound Dominic tried to keep, licking it from his chest, the straining ribs that leapt with panting breath, the freckles moving across skin like spots in front of dizzy eyes.
Flor’s hands thread through Dominic’s hair, pulling him in no particular direction, as if just to feel the tug. Dominic moved further south, pressing his face against the softness of his flat stomach, biting gently there to feel Flor twitch and gasp. Flor’s cock had left a trail of precome there, and Dominic licked it up with teeth and tongue.
“Please,” Flor said, and Dominic couldn’t deny him.
He took Flor’s cock into his mouth, the straining length of it twitching against his tongue. He was ravenous, taking as much as he could until the tip of Flor’s dick pressed against the back of his throat. Flor groaned, opening his legs wide, exposing himself for him.
Dominic pulled off slowly, mouthing the head of Flor’s cock, tongue lapping at the slit. Flor’s panting breaths were loud and harsh in the air, filling the space with heat and wanting sound.
Dominic pulled away and shifted Flor’s hips. Flor followed, raising his knees towards his chest, revealing his furled hole. Dominic pressed his fingers against it. He traced the sensitive ring lightly before pressing his thumb there, rubbing. Flor was making choked-off sounds, small little ‘oh, oh’s’, that accumulated into a ‘Please’.
Dominic moved away from Flor for just long enough to grab the lube and old pack of condoms from his bedside drawer, checking the expiration date before taking one out and returning to him.
Flor watched him, face and chest flushed, and Dominic wouldn’t have known if not for this moment, how the red travelled down Flor’s body as Dominic’s mouth had done.
“Are you sure?” Dominic asked, needing to hear it even as he warmed the dripping lube on his fingers.
“Yes, fuck, yes, please,” Flor said, widening his legs further, pressing his knees against his chest. Dominic’s cock leapt at the sight.
Dominic rubbed a wet finger against Flor’s hole. He watched Flor’s eyelashes flutter, his mouth part. He slipped the finger slowly into the tight heat. Flor’s eyes were closed as if he were sinking into the sensation. Dominic moved his finger deliberately, his other hand rubbing a thumb against the head of Flor’s cock. Flor shivered, his fingers digging into his legs as he gripped them just below the knee, pressing them against his chest.
The position was making Flor tight and tense, and Dominic pulled his finger out slowly. Flor didn’t have time to do more than blink and make a questioning sound before Dominic was putting a pillow under the small of his back, encouraging him to loosen the hold on his knees and lower his legs so his feet were flat on the bed.
“Comfortable?” Dominic asked. Flor looked at him for a moment before a small, dazzling smile took over his face. He reached out for Dominic, who went easily to meet his kiss.
“Put your fingers inside me. Please, I want to feel you fill me up,” Flor said. Dominic had to close his eyes for a second before pulling away to put more lube on his fingers, slipping two inside this time.
Dominic leaned over Flor and watched his face again. His closed eyes, the way his eyebrows furrowed slightly at the stretch, how his tongue came out to lick his lips. Dominic crooked his fingers, searching, and at the third try found the bundle of nerves that had Flor lighting up.
