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That was enough talking for the moment, he decided. He had other things he wanted to do with his mouth, and he opened up and took Jamie deep, tasting the salt there, smelling more of that scent which he had noted before. This seemed to be where it came from, and Lance opened his mouth to him, sucking Jamie in deep, bobbing his head and trying to get more of that thick, masculine taste.
Jamie wobbled, gasping softly, and Lance pushed him against the wall so that he didn’t fall. Then he really went to work, showing Jamie just what he could do with his mouth. His experience as a bisexual man was short on relationships, sure, but he knew how this worked, and he soon had Jamie giving these incredibly sexy little mewling noises as he tugged encouragingly at Lance’s hair.
Without mercy, Lance worked on Jamie. He sought out, and found, the spots that made Jamie utter the most delicious, urgent sounds, though Jamie was good about keeping them quiet. No one who wasn’t right there in the room with them could hear.
Lance glanced up, the tip of his tongue trailing over the underside of Jamie’s cock, and saw that the other man wasn’t even looking at him anymore. Instead, he was looking at the full-length mirror, meant to show how the clothing looked. It reflected a more scandalous sight right then, though, Lance on his knees, his cock swollen so hard it was almost purple, his mouth stretched around Jamie.
And Jamie was looking at it, too. Jamie was watching as his cock disappeared deep inside of Lance’s mouth, and Lance could tell it was exciting him. So he moved more determinedly than ever, desperate to taste the other man’scome.
“Lance,” Jamie warned, or started to. But Lance knew what he had gotten into, and when he felt the first burst of hotcomeerupt onto his tongue, he just moaned and kept sucking, catching it all in his eager mouth.
When it was over, Lance rose to his feet, and Jamie, panting, sweaty, was on him in a second. Jamie soon had Lance pushed against the wall, pinning him there, his hand gripping Lance’s cock in a firm, tight, demanding grip.
They kissed, tongues intertwining, breath hot as they moved together. Lance thrust into Jamie’s hand, and Jamie stroked him, and they looked deep into each other’s eyes as Lance let the release coil inside of him. He was going to come, just from this man’s hand.
And this wasn’t the only time this was going to happen, either. He didn’t have to try to hold back, because they had only given in this once, and it might never happen again. They’d already agreed that it would, and next time, maybe they’d do this somewhere private enough that they could go a little further.
That thought was enough, more than enough, to shoot him over the edge. He groaned, letting Jamie’s mouth stifle the sound, as his hips jutted helplessly forward and hiscomepoured from him onto the other man’s hand. Breathless, panting, he shuddered as Jamie gave him a playful grin and kept on stroking his oversensitive cock until Lance couldn’t take it and actually pushed his hand away.
“I think this is gonna work out just fine,” Jamie purred, his eyes alight with pleasure, and Lance groaned and rested his head back against the welcoming coolness of the wall.
“God, what have I gotten myself into?” He wondered, and he watched as Jamie’s grin widened. Yes, he was in for a wild ride, for sure, but at the same time, he found that he didn’t regret a single thing.
