Page 32 of Daily Grind
Brian pulled down more fabric until Rob’s balls were free. Those he cupped, feeling their weight. Didn’t know if Rob liked it, but he enjoyed when his balls were played with, so he rolled Rob’s in his hand and went back to sucking cock.
Rob’s ass lifted off the couch and the pull on Brian’s scalp was amazing. “Shit!” He fell back. “God… don’t stop… please…”
Didn’t want to. This was everything he’d thought it might be—intimate, sexy, fun. He pressed a hand against his own throbbing dick. Whipping it out would take too much time, but man did he want to beat off.
Rob’s groans were deep, his hands tight in Brian’s hair, urging a rhythm that matched the movement of his hips. Brian wrapped his hand round Rob shaft and gave himself over to sucking and licking and sliding his mouth up and down Rob’s cock.
“Bri—” Rob’s voice cracked and slurred. “I’m gonna come. You—might want to—”
Not a chance. He’d eaten women to orgasm, he’d do the same with Rob. Brian pressed his tongue against the underside of Rob’s head and pumped his shaft faster.
“Oh, fuck—”
Rob’s shaft thickened, then hot salt hit Brian’s tongue. Rob’s jizz was sharp and he seemed to come forever. Brian’s moans mixed with Rob’s and he swallowed as best he could, sucking and licking until Rob gripped his chin.
“Hey, hey, you can—” Little bit of pain in his voice.
He let Rob slip free from his mouth and sat back, gasping. His whole body shook with pride, exertion, and the desperate need to follow Rob into an orgasm. He’d never understood women who loved giving blowjobs, how it was such a turn-on.
He did now. Holy shit.
Rob gripped his shoulder “Come up here.” Rough voice and he grappled at Brian’s shirt.
He let himself be pulled into Rob’s arms and Rob’s mouth was on his, their lips and tongues fighting against each other.
It was Rob who broke the kiss. “I love tasting myself in you.”
He bucked against Rob. “Loved tasting you.”
Fingers on his cheek. “You have a bed in this place?”
He nodded, every part of him hot and cold at the same time.
“I think it’s well past time we got out of our clothes and onto a mattress, don’t you?”
“Yes.” His voice shook. He swallowed, tasted Rob, and pushed himself to standing. Rob finished shucking off his shoes and pants. Even though Rob didn’t know the way, Brian had the distinct feeling he was being led toward the bedroom. Especially when Rob pushed him up against the doorframe and pulled his t-shirt over his head.
“Enough of this.” It landed somewhere in the room. Rob kissed him again, and the world tilted and spun. He barely felt the floor for the hum in his limbs.
He’d never been so high from foreplay. “Bed,” he said, his voice as high as his brain.
“Jeans first, love.” Somehow Rob unbuckled Brian’s belt and undid the zipper and button all while kissing him hard enough to melt what was left of Brian’s mind.
Love. Brian broke the kiss and gasped when Rob yanked his jeans and underwear off his waist.
“You’re going to have to do the rest.” Teeth scraped against his throat.
He was having a hard enough time standing. The thought of kicking off his shoes and jeans seemed monumental. But Rob held him up and he only tottered over once.
Laughter. “God, you’re gone already, aren’t you?”
“What?” Brian met Rob’s smile.
Rob tugged him forward. “Bed. My turn to turn you inside out.”
He already had, but before Brian could breathe, he was on the bed and in Rob’s arms, every delicious inch of Rob’s lean naked body pressed against his. He couldn’t stop running his hands over Rob’s back, his thighs, cupping his ass.
Unreal. A man—thisman—in his bed. “You’re here, right? This isn’t some really vivid wet dream?”
