Page 24 of All of Us

“Mentally, I am feeling more like I will be able to do this. Physically, so much of my body is sore.”

The slow grin he gave me after I said the words made my pulse pick up. “I think I can help with that. Turn around.”

I felt him slide up behind me, then his hands ran under my shirt. “This might work better if you take the shirt off.”

He didn’t need to ask me a second time; I reached behind me and pulled it off with one hand. Goosebumps covered my skin as he started to rub my shoulder, kneading the sore muscles. He kissed down my neck and over the tight tendons to my shoulder.

“Feel good?”

My brain was short-circuiting. Each time his lips touched my skin, it sent some sort of shock through me. He sucked gently behind my ear, his teeth scraping the helix, then returned to sucking along my shoulders.

Everything he did felt incredible. I wanted to touch him, so I leaned into him. His hands found their way to my chest, where he stroked the skin, then slid down my stomach, stopping at the waistband of my sweats.

“This okay?” he whispered.

“Please.”

It was the only word I could form, as he slid his hand under my waistband, then over my steel-hard cock. He pulled me up, easily removing my sweat pants, leaving me in my boxers, my cock fighting for release from the fabric.

“Come here.” He reached out to me.

“I think you have too many clothes on.”

He gave me a smirk. His arm snaked around my waist, and he pulled me against him. I could feel his arousal solid against my hip.

Without thinking, I helped him out of his pants. Apparently, he had bypassed underwear completely. Once he was completely naked, it was only fair that we took off my boxers. Gentry sat down and brought me onto his lap. I willingly straddled his thighs and leaned in to kiss him.

“You know I didn’t invite you over to get you naked?”

“You didn’t?” He pulled back and pouted at me. It was adorable, and I grabbed his lip with my teeth, tugged it, then kissed it.

“No. I don’t mind, though. I don’t want you to think I only want one thing from you.” We pulled apart again.

“What do you want?” He looked at me seriously.

It seemed odd to have this conversation while naked, as our cocks rubbed together, our tongues teased between words.

“Someone to count on. A boyfriend. A partner.” The smile he gave me made my heart do backflips, because instead of pulling away with my confession, he smiled.

His eyes lit up, and then he put his hand on the nape of my neck and slotted our mouths together. The kiss was tongue-heavy and hot. I slid closer to him, my erection against his, eliciting a moan from me.

His fingers trailed lightly over my arms, then down my hip. The gentleness made me shiver. When his hand wrapped around my aching shaft, I focused on taking pictures of cactus to back my orgasm off. My hips moved on their own, thrusting into the channel he created.

“You are so fucking hard, Joe.” He said his voice was gravelly, then he squeezed my length. “I think you like that.”

As I looked at him, I gave him a smile and a nod. “Feels so good.”

He grabbed my hips and brought me closer. As I kissed him, he pulled our cocks into his fist, holding us both together. I pushed into his hand, and could feel the hot, taut skin of his erection against mine. The feeling was exquisite, and I thrust again.

“Fucking hell, Gentry, that feels so good.”

This wasn’t something I had experienced before, but I knew I wanted more of it. The slickness from our precum made moving against each other easier. “I’m not going to last long.”

He looked me right in the eye. “Let me see you come, Joe, show me how beautiful you are.”

Those words were all it took to make my heavy balls start to draw up. I wrapped my hand around his, tightening around us. It felt unlike anything I had even imagined. I wanted to kiss him more, but the way I felt was too intense.

“I can’t. Gentry.” It was too much.