Page 2 of Private Reserve
Blue Hat grips the other man’s chin. “Open that pretty mouth of yours,” he commands. His hat tilts, angles to the side like he’s questioning something. “You do want to suck my cock, don’t you?”
Dimples flash on Mr. Hottie’s face. “Yes,” he murmurs, then he widens his mouth, inviting his friend in.
“That’s so fucking nice,” Blue Hat says, brushing his thumb over the man’s bottom lip. “Tell you what. You suck me real good, show me how much you want my cock, and then maybe I’ll bend you over and fuck you like those brown eyes are begging me to.”
Mr. Hottie groans as Blue Hat shackles one of his wrists and brings his hand to his cock. He keeps his hand locked on the guy’s arm and follows the motion as he jerks him off. Pre-cum glistens on his crown, and Mr. Hottie leans in, licking the salty treat from the man’s gorgeous, bulbous head, sliding his tongue along the slit to get every last drop. Blue Hat growls and jerks forward, shoving his cock to the back of Mr. Hottie’s throat. The guy chokes. No freaking wonder.
“Open your throat. Take it deeper,” he orders, his hands fisting in the man’s hair, and urging him on. “Yeah, that’s it. Show me how much you want me to fuck that sweet hole of yours.”
My sex is throbbing, my clit demanding attention. Unable to help myself, I slip my hand into my jeans, and touch myself. I bite my bottom lip to stifle a cry of pleasure. Never having been so turned on in my life, I rub furiously, and my muscles clench. Dammit, I need to slow down, or I’m going to shatter into a million pieces, and I’m just not ready for this to be over. I use a softer touch, wanting to draw out every second, and rock my hips in much the same manner as Blue Hat.
“Look at you. Such a greedy bastard. Taking me so deep because you want your ass fucked.”
I whimper then clamp my hand over my mouth. Shit. I feel a quick flash of panic, but the two guys are so lost in each other, they don’t hear me. Thank God. If they stop now, I might just die.
Blue Hat pumps his cock. For some reason, I find it incredibly hot that he doesn’t even bother to push his pants down. Zipper open at the front, his jeans hug his perfect ass in the back as he fucks his friend’s mouth. My throat dries, dying for a taste, dying for him to make demands of me like that while I’m on my knees.
While I’m happy for the two guys, and I really am, I’m also kind of jealous. That’s the kind of passion I want to experience, the way I want to be talked to. Just once in my life, I want a man to devour me like that, to unleash himself on me…to demand I do things.
“That’s enough,” Blue Hat grunts, his rough voice low, nothing more than a whisper that drifts up to my ears in the quiet countryside. “Let me into that tight hole of yours.”
Mr. Hottie goes back on his heels, and the man’s huge cock slips from his mouth. With the back of his big hand, he wipes away the wet evidence glistening on his face and smiles up at the man he clearly adores. He unzips his pants, and shoves them to his knees, to expose his own big cock.
“Turn around,” Blue Hat growls.
I can feel Mr. Hottie’s excitement as he turns and goe
s down on all fours. Blue Hat wets his finger and slips it in his backside.
“Fuck yeah,” Mr. Hottie says loudly, and Blue Hat slaps his ass.
“Jesus Christ, Luca. Do you want the fucking world to know what we’re doing?”
Luca.
“Just fuck me already, then.”
“Aww, what’s the matter?” he asks as he spits on his finger and works another in, stretching the man and preparing him for his girth. “You’ve been hurting for my cock?” His voice is so low and deep I have to strain to hear.
“You know I have.” He grunts and shifts on his knees. “You’ve been so busy we don’t get a fucking minute alone anymore.”
A bird flies overhead and slows, like it, too, wants a piece of the action. I give it a brief glance then concentrate on the act below, not wanting to miss a damn thing. Blue Hat finishes with the foreplay, grabs his cock in his big hand and grunts as he strokes it, once, twice, three times. On his knees, Mr. Hottie is working his own cock while the man about to ram home rips into a condom, sheathes himself and positions his crown at the opening. His ass clenches as he eases forward, offering only an inch at a time, and both men moan in bliss.
“Please,” Mr. Hottie begs.
“You need me, Luca?”
“Yes,” he murmurs and rears back, trying to get the man in deeper.
Blue Hat groans and presses down on Mr. Hottie’s back to prevent him from moving. “Stay still,” he commands through gritted teeth, letting the other man know exactly who’s in charge of the depth and penetration.
And that is some very hot shit.
I lean farther over the rail and tremble from head to toe as the men fuck, coveting each other with a ferocity I’ve never seen before, but have always wanted. Blue Hat runs his hands through the other man’s hair, fisting it and pulling his head back as he angles his body to get his cock in deeper. He seats himself high inside then pulls almost all the way out, only to slam back in again. Grunts and groans echo in my ears, and his hips jerk faster, with hard, blunt strokes that reach a maddening pace.
I’m dying. Seriously dying of lust overload here. Honest to God, I’m going to have to start watching man on man porn. The genuine way these guys want each other…well, that’s seriously inspiring, and totally mind blowing.
I caress my clit, strum it like a finely tuned instrument, and my entire body goes up in a burst of flames as heat burns through my blood. I mouth the word yes, not daring to speak and break the moment as tension builds inside me. I apply more pressure to my clit and stroke harder, reaching a fevered pitch that has me soaring over the edge. Every muscle in my body clenches. My orgasm so powerful and blinding, I sink to my knees and lean forward to ride out the pleasure.
