Page 32 of Julien (Confessions 2)

Priest shook his head. “No. And you better not ever show off like this for anyone other than the two people who share this bed with you. Now, I have to go. So you can stop looking at me like that. I don’t have time for what you want.”

“What about what you want?” Robbie then lowered his eyes to the erection Priest had no hope of hiding. “You didn’t sleep much last night. Let me relax you before you go to work. You’ll concentrate better.”

“What you have in mind is hardly relaxing.”

“It will be, if I do all the work. All you have to do is stand there and watch,” Robbie said. “Actually, that’s a lie. First, you have to take off that jacket and give it to me, then unzip your pants, and then you just have to stand there and watch. It’ll only take a few minutes after that. Promise.”

Intrigued, and intensely aroused at this stage, Priest lowered his gaze to the hand Robbie was using to leisurely stroke his erection, and then started to unbutton his suit jacket.

“Yesss,” Robbie said as soon as he realized he’d won. “Shit. You’re so hot in that suit.”

Priest smirked, and once his jacket was undone, he shrugged out of it and tossed it over to Robbie, whose hips arched up off the bed as he brought it up to his nose, inhaled, and began to pump his dick harder.

“Oh God. It smells just like you.”

Priest’s cock throbbed as Robbie’s hand moved faster and he rolled to his side. He buried his nose in the stiff collar and shifted onto his stomach, and his ass cheeks clenched as he rubbed himself against the sheets. Robbie then dragged the jacket down his body, and his hips began to move as he started to fuck the expensive material and the mattress underneath him.

“Jesus Christ, you’re a naughty fucking thing.” Priest growled and reached down to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, their conversation from yesterday rushing back to him in full force.

Shoving his clothing off his hips, Priest wrapped his fingers around his aching dick as Robbie’s tight little ass thrust up and down on the bed and he continued to get himself off.

A moan left Robbie as he writhed around in their bed, and when Priest put a knee on the mattress and it dipped, making Robbie’s body shift in his direction, that only seemed to spur him on.

Robbie nuzzled his face into the pillow, biting down on it as he brought his knees up slightly and angled his ass toward Priest, and it was one of the sexiest things Priest had ever seen.

Robbie’s body was flawless, his skin creamy and smooth. And it made Priest want to bend down and lick him all over, but fuck, he didn’t have time. And as Robbie’s soft whimpers turned to groans of ecstasy, Priest spat in his palm and stroked himself harder, wishing he could get inside that hot body and give Robbie exactly what he was asking for.

“Fucking hell, princess,” Priest said, and Robbie turned his head on the pillow to face him, moved up on his hands and knees, and then did a slow, sensual body roll, dragging his dick across Priest’s jacket.

“Wishing you were in the bed with me now, aren’t you?” the cocky little minx teased as he began to hump the surface beneath him, and Priest clenched his teeth.

“No,” Priest said, and then he shifted to plant a hand by Robbie’s head and whisper in his ear, “But I sure as fuck wish I was in that pretty pink hole you keep flashing my way.”

“Oh shit,” Robbie said when Priest then bit his ear, and a sound of total fucking satisfaction ripped from his throat.

It was one of the most erotic sounds Priest had ever heard, and when Robbie’s body tensed and jerked up close to where Priest was feverishly stroking his cock, that was it—Priest came all over Robbie’s smooth skin with a thunderous roar, and he’d be damned if he didn’t like seeing his cum all over that tight ass.

A few seconds later, Priest muttered, “Troublemaker,” and as Robbie rolled to his back with his eyes closed and a relaxed expression on his face, it was more than obvious that he’d just come all over Priest’s jacket.

“Happy now?” Priest asked the rascal who had a blissful expression on his face.

Robbie’s eyes opened and he nodded. “Mhmm. I feel like I’m floating on a big, fluffy cloud. What about you?”

“I feel…relaxed,” Priest deadpanned.

Robbie chuckled, sounding one hundred percent pleased. “Told you so.”

Priest leaned down to kiss Robbie’s smiling lips, and then he picked up his jacket, which lay crumpled across Robbie’s lap.

Robbie turned his head on the pillow and winked. “Sorry about your jacket,” he said, looking anything but. “You did say I could roll around naked on one if I asked. And I did ask.”

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