The Best Friend Read online Raleigh Ruebins (Red’s Tavern #1)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Red's Tavern Series by Raleigh Ruebins
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Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 437(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
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If this wasn’t love, I didn’t know what was. I trusted him completely, and it was so clear he loved every bit of this just as much as I did. He was humming around me, his brow furrowed in concentration and pleasure.

“You’re so fucking good at that,” I muttered, reaching a hand to the back of his head.

He pulled off, just for a moment, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. “I’m going to be even better at fucking you, Mitch.”

“Fuck,” I hissed as a bead of precum leaked out of my tip. Evan made a move to bring his lips to my cock again but I stopped him, gripping the side of his head. “If you suck me off for another minute, I know I’m going to come too fast. I want you… somewhere else, right now.”

I turned over, craning my neck around so that I could see him. He was wide-eyed, staring down at my ass.

“Your ass is way too perfect,” he said, running an open palm along it and then squeezing. “Do you have any idea how many guys would kill to be buried inside here?”

“Doesn’t matter to me,” I said. “I only want you in there, anyway.”

“And I’m going to be,” he said, spreading my cheeks and diving down, running his tongue along my hole.

“Oh my God,” I uttered, shoving my face into the pillow in front of me. My body tensed up for a moment at the shock of a new sensation, but when Evan licked me for the second time, I relaxed into it.

And fuck, was it good. I’d never felt someone tongue my hole before, but right now I was regretting every moment that I hadn’t let Evan do this to me.

I felt totally, completely his.

There was nothing to be afraid of when I was with my best friend, my boyfriend.

Especially when he made me feel this fucking good.

23

Evan

Do Not Disturb.

For a long time, I thought it would be the best thing in the world if Mitch would let me do all the filthy things I wanted with him. And I had been right—it was fucking awesome, and I was loving every last moment of being with him.

But I’d never known just how good it would be to introduce him to so many incredible feelings.

Once you’re past a certain age, it can be hard to find totally new experiences—sensations that you’ve never felt anything close to in your entire life. And here I was, able to give Mitch something completely novel. That’s what I’d never expected would feel so damn rewarding.

And also so damn hot.

I ran my tongue along his hole and felt as he slowly relaxed into the new sensation.

“You doing okay?” I asked before dipping to swirl my tongue against him once more.

He let out a deep, satisfied moan. “I had no idea,” he said.

“Hmm?”

“No idea that could feel so fucking good,” he murmured. “I can’t wait to have you inside me.”

That made me groan. My own cock was hard as a diamond just from lavishing Mitch with my tongue for the past ten minutes.

“I want your cock,” he said, desperation in his voice.

That was like a wet dream in itself.

“You have no idea how many times I wished I could hear you say things like that,” I said.

“You can hear it anytime you want now,” Mitch said. “You’re probably going to get sick of hearing me beg for your cock, actually.”

“Christ,” I said. “Talk about things that’ll never happen.”

“I don’t know, Ev,” Mitch said, turning his neck so that he was looking back at me. “You don’t know how insatiable I can get. I want it all the time.”

“I’ve spent my whole life wanting you,” I said. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to handle it.”

He smiled, that same beautiful, open smile I’d been obsessed with forever. “So give me your cock already,” he said.

I reached over to the nightstand, grabbing the lube and pouring a little over my fingers. “You’re gonna have my fingers inside you first.”

“I know you’re supposed to work me up to it,” he said.

“I just need to make sure you’re nice and stretched out before I fuck you senseless.”

He groaned as I brought my slick fingertip to his hole.

“Just relax,” I said as I slowly started to push inside him. “This okay?”

“Wow,” he said. “It’s…”

“You’re crazy fucking tight,” I said. My cock was already throbbing thinking about how he was going to feel when I was inside him.

“I can’t believe how good it feels,” he said as I stroked gently along his prostate.

“What, did you think people were doing this because it felt bad?”

He laughed. “No, I just… fuck, I already love having you inside me, and it’s just your finger…”

After working him open with one finger, I added another, and that one took him a little longer to get used to. But after a while, he was grinding back against me, and I knew he was ready for more.


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