Nothing Special V (Nothing Special 5)

A sigh of relief left his mouth when his pants were pushed down further and his cock sprang up, bumping Tech’s chin. Tech’s mouth watered, Steele cupped his cheek gently, urging him to do what he wanted. Tech licked a long line from the base of his dick to his weeping head, making him fight to not buck his hips. “Oh god.”

Tech continued to torture him with light licks and brushes of his cheeks along his shaft before finally… finally, taking him fully into his mouth. Steele’s eyes fell closed but he quickly opened them. “Yessss.”

Moaning and slurping around his balls, Tech went all in, leaving Steele’s groin slick with his spit. “Fuck.” Steele pulled away and Tech grabbed his hips, pulling him back to his mouth like a crazed man, shoving his dick back in, groaning loudly as the head bumped the back of his throat. “Ahh. Shit, baby. Not ready to come, yet.”

Steele had to push Tech back, pulling him up the bed and covering him, pressing him into his soft comforter. They stared at each other for a couple seconds, catching their breath. Steele ran his thumb over Tech’s lips, smearing the slickness on his finger then pushing it inside. Tech’s eyes closed while Steele pressed his thumb further into his mouth, moving it in and out, matching the thrust of his hips.

“You feel good on top of me,” Tech rasped, his soft tenor turning to a deeper bass that was driving Steele insane. Tech spread his legs wider, growling when his pants restricted him. Steele rose up and began removing the rest of Tech’s clothes. Sliding his underwear and jeans off at the same time and adding his own to the pile. He stared at Tech’s long, practically hairless legs – such a stark contrast to the dark bushy hair on his own – and ran his hands down his thighs, gripping the backs of his knees and spreading him open. His hair was trimmed around the base of his engorged cock. Steele had never thought he cared about grooming, but he liked it, especially on Tech. He took care of himself, took pride in his appearance. Steele knelt and wrapped his mouth around the head of Tech’s cock, descending until his nose was pressed firmly against the short hairs.

“Unnnh!” Tech’s back bowed off the mattress and Steele pressed him back down.

Damn, he tasted delicious. Just as Steele thought he would. Masculine and sweet at the same time. Steele tucked his hands under Tech’s ass and lifted, forcing him deeper inside his mouth. Tech whined like he had when he’d jerked off in the shower, but it sounded a lot sexier in person. “Where’s your lube?”

Tech was flicking his own nipples when Steele looked up, and he had to squeeze his own balls to keep from coming all over the blanket. He was so lost in Tech’s flavor that he hadn’t looked up to see Tech’s tongue peeking out between his shiny lips as he stimulated himself. Steele gritted at the sharp need in his balls. “Get it – now.”

Tech moaned and reached for the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of slick and setting it beside him. Steele reversed their positions, easily settling Tech on top of him. He could see Tech was enjoying Steele taking the reins, submitting to whatever Steele wanted and right now, he wanted Tech to feed him that lengthy dick while he got his hole ready.

“Climb up here, minu armas. Want you to push that cock down my throat,” Steele said hoarsely.

Tech crawled up Steele’s body and settled his ass on his thick chest, rubbing his cock over the course hairs on Steele’s chin before raising up and easing his dick inside his mouth just like he’d been told. Tech gripped the short hair on top of his head while he fucked his mouth with shallow thrusts. Steele picked up the lube and messily dumped some on his fingers. He was too overwhelmed to do anything with finesse at this point. Using both hands, Steele spread one cheek and grazed Tech’s seam with his lubed fingers, slicking him up and down before nudging at his tight entrance.

He let Tech’s cock slide from his mouth, then eagerly began nuzzling and lapping at the crinkled skin covering his balls. The clean smell of soap mixed with Tech’s own musk had Steele ready to plunge deep inside and claim this man.

“Don’t be gentle,” Tech hissed, pushing his ass down harder on Steele’s fingers.

Steele had traveled the world, had bedded enough men in his lifetime to know what did it for him, but he’d never lost his mind like this. He was sure with the slightest touch he could blow like a geyser. Tech was ticking off everything he wanted in a lover. Wanton, aggressive, eager, throwing in a bit of dominance. Steele’s tongue was right there, pushing Tech’s ass higher so he could lick that sweet hole. Tech went crazy on top of him, driving his ass down on his mouth while Steele fucked him with his fingers.