Nothing Special (Nothing Special 1)

“I’m hungry. Feed me, sexy.”

From Partner, To Lovers, to … Oh No. Back to Partners

God sat on the couch with his feet propped up on the ottoman. Day was stretched out down the length of the sofa with his head on a pillow in God’s lap. They had enjoyed a great dinner and both were beyond full. The action flick they’d decided on was now almost over.

Day turned and looked up into God’s eyes. He couldn’t stop the satisfied sigh that left his body when he felt a large calloused hand cover his cheek. He’d wanted this kind of attention from this man for so long and now that he had it, Day felt like he was a boy and it was Christmas morning. He smiled lazily at his partner. “You getting tired, babe?”

“Yeah. I know you’re not though,” God said continuing to stroke his cheek.

“You know I can’t go to sleep this early,” Day huffed.

“If you didn’t drink twenty cups of coffee a day, then maybe you could sleep. I think I’m going to cut your coffee intake by half, and see if that cures your self-inflicted insomnia,” God said, laughing at the horrific look on Day’s face and put his hands up in surrender. “Okay, forget I said that. Goodness.”

God dropped his smile and his usually vibrant green eyes shaded to a forest green, dark with lust. God let his hands trail down Day’s bare chest.

“Maybe I can think of another way to make you sleepy.”

Day’s back arched at the coarse touch of God’s hands.

“I’m game for suggestions,” Day murmured.

God pushed the ottoman out of the way so he could bring his legs down. He bent over and licked Day’s lips before letting his tongue dive in for a taste. Day moaned at the bitter taste of the two beers God had consumed while watching the movie. Day’s cock was already at full mast. God was so damn addictive to him, almost like his coffee. God sucked on his tongue like it was his cock and Day arched up again. His dick leaked in his jeans and he scrambled to free it from confinement. When his weeping cock hit the cool air Day hissed and stroked it a couple times before God caught both his hands and placed them over his head to rest on the arm of the couch.

Day grunted at the restriction. “I need.”

“I know what you need. Now leave them there,” God commanded.

God skimmed over Day’s erect nipples and twisted the barbell in one, then the other. He attacked Day’s mouth again and let his hand move down his muscled torso to his shaved pubic hair.

“I like that you trim these.” God scratched at the prickly stubble while he nibbled on Day’s bottom lip.

Day didn’t get a chance to respond because God wrapped his cock in his large palm. His hand fully closing over his girth, he began to slowly stroke him. God swiped at the precome on the third stroke and it made his rough hand glide easier on the hard steel.

“Oh fuck.” Day practically cried. God wasn’t trying to prolong this; he was pumping Day’s cock hard and fast. The squeeze and twist he gave his cockhead on every upstroke was fucking perfect. “Make me come.”

Day felt more so than heard the deep growl that God released into his gaping mouth, and Day’s orgasm hit him so hard all he managed was a split second of a hoarse shout. His mouth wide open in a silent yell, God licked all around and inside while milking every last drop from his dick before he stopped jacking him. Day hadn’t realized his back was bowed in a C-shape until he released his breath and dropped back down to the sofa’s cushion.

“Jesus Christ.” Day gasped. His chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes fluttered when God began to lick his fingers clean of Day’s come. “Shit, you’re gonna make me fucking come again doing that.”

Day pulled God’s fingers from his mouth and licked some of his own come off the thick digits. He leaned up and captured God’s mouth, groaning at the taste of himself. “Need to taste you now.”

Day loved God’s dick. He was sure God had very few, if any lovers that could swallow his full eight inches. Day would show off his talent for as long as the sexy man would let him.

He flipped over and tossed his pillow to the floor. He could see God’s hard dick bulging in his jeans. Nimble fingers undid the button and lowered the zipper. Day buried his face into God’s black briefs and took a long whiff of his man’s heady scent. He let God lift up and pull his pants and briefs down to his knees.

Just like God didn’t make him suffer, Day was happy to bestow the same courtesy. He swallowed all that hard goodness in one gulp and buried his face in the prickly hairs at the base of God’s cock. He felt God grab both sides of his head and he smiled inside. He wanted this man to come completely undone. Day wanted to satisfy him in every possible way so that he never had the urge to want for another… male or female.