Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 67981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Though he was achingly hard, Spencer was in no rush to do anything about it. After going so long without that feeling, he reveled in it. So he returned Emilio’s kisses, mapped his muscular back with his palms, and slowly rocked against his thick thigh, keeping himself primed but not quite ready to blow.
Many minutes later, after one particularly intense kiss, Emilio hoarsely said, “I can taste myself in your mouth.” He licked his way into Spencer’s mouth and sucked on his tongue. “That is so hot.” He ran his finger down Spencer’s forehead, over his nose, then his lips, and finally his chin. “I know I said I was gonna seduce you, but then you were naked and we were touching and kissing and….” Emilio took a deep breath and shrugged sheepishly. “I’m sorry for getting distracted and going off course. You’re pretty irresistible.”
“That’s okay,” Spencer said. “I enjoyed the side trip.”
Emilio circled his fingers around Spencer’s dick and gave it a light squeeze. “I can see that,” he said. He rolled his hips and dragged his renewed erection over Spencer’s balls.
“Already?” Spencer asked with a chuckle. “What’s it been, ten minutes? Maybe fifteen?”
“I recharge fast,” Emilio confirmed.
Ah, to be twenty-two again. Spencer grinned inwardly as he leaned forward and kissed Emilio, reached for his dick, and then pumped it in time with Emilio’s thrusting tongue.
“Ungh, Spence!” Emilio cried out. “That feels good, but you gotta stop.”
Spencer didn’t want to stop. He wanted to keep touching Emilio’s amazing body, to indulge in more of his passionate kisses, to watch Emilio come apart at his touch. When he didn’t pull away, Emilio rolled him onto his back and peeled Spencer’s hand off his dick. He snapped his gaze to Emilio’s.
“What…. Did I do something wro—”
“You’re amazing.” Emilio brought Spencer’s hand to his mouth and kissed it. “But if you keep touching me like that, I’m gonna lose it again. Before that happens, I gotta get your pretty dick in my mouth.”
Hearing those words left Spencer speechless and gasping for air. He whimpered and Emilio grinned, then moved down his body and wedged himself between Spencer’s legs. “Open for me, cariño,” he said as he knelt between Spencer’s thighs.
Spencer forced himself to remain loose and pliant as Emilio spread his knees and pushed them up and out. It felt awkward to be so exposed; Spencer had to fight to keep from covering his groin with his hands and clapping his knees together. But then Emilio nuzzled and lapped at his sac and moaned happily, distracting Spencer from his embarrassment. He looked down and watched as the most gorgeous man he had ever seen used his mouth to give him more pleasure than he’d ever thought possible.
“You smell so good,” Emilio mumbled as he buried his face in the juncture between Spencer’s thigh and groin, sniffing and then sucking on his skin. “Taste amazing too.” He grasped each side of Spencer’s ass with a large hand and kneaded.
Dizzy from the arousal evoked by Emilio’s words and touch, Spencer was slow to realize that his ass was being spread open and rolled up. Without a warning, Emilio buried his face in Spencer’s cleft and mouthed his sensitive skin, opening and closing his lips, sucking and licking and damn near eating Spencer’s ass.
“Emilio!” Spencer shouted.
Though he didn’t stop his oral ministrations, Emilio looked up and met Spencer’s gaze. It was dirtier and hotter in equal measures—looking into Emilio’s eyes as he swiped his tongue over Spencer’s pucker. He pushed Spencer’s knees up and said, “Hold onto them.”
With a gulp, Spencer complied, clasping the underside of his knees and holding his legs close to his chest. “Like… like this?” he asked, feeling his face heat.
“Oh, yeah,” Emilio said reverently as he caressed Spencer’s belly, his thighs, and his ass. “Just like that.” Then he fisted Spencer’s dick and dropped more openmouthed kisses in his cleft.
“Oh… oh… oh,” Spencer whimpered as he lay in his bed, holding himself open and watching Emilio ravage him.
His noises melded with Emilio’s almost constant grunts and groans, and the bed shook from Emilio’s movements as he humped the mattress. When Emilio reached for his own dick and then moved both of his hands at the same rapid pace, stroking off Spencer while he fisted himself, Spencer knew he was nearing the end.
“Close,” he whispered hoarsely.
Emilio responded by pointing his tongue and poking it in and out of Spencer’s ass over and over again, all the while continuing to jack Spencer’s dick. Sooner than he would have liked, Spencer felt his orgasm curling low in his groin. He rolled his shoulders off the bed and clutched Emilio’s forearm, needing to hold onto him so he wouldn’t fly apart.
After a final push of his tongue into Spencer’s body and another long swipe across Spencer’s channel, Emilio rose to his knees, his dick in his left hand and Spencer’s in his right. “Come on, come on, come on,” he chanted as he stroked and thrust his hips back and forth, simulating an act Spencer suddenly craved.