Nothing Special V (Nothing Special 5)

“Edwin,” Tech moaned, leaning into his neck and sucking at his throat.

Steele growled, easing Tech down on the bed and covering his body, pressing firmly against him. Steele kissed Tech with all the built up passion he’d kept contained for the last eight hours. Breathing hard and grinding against each other, Steele couldn’t take it another second. He sat up, pulled one of Tech’s legs up on his shoulder, and slid his loafer off his foot. Tech watched him closely while he did the same with the other.

Tech took off his glasses and placed them further up the bed, moving to unbutton his pants, but Steele stopped him. He wanted to do it. He wanted to do it all, wanted Tech to fall apart under him. He finished what Tech had started, pulling his pants off, butterflying his thighs open.

“Oh god. Edwin, do something,” Tech pleaded, his hips thrusting up into the air.

Steele licked his lips, staring at Tech’s hairless balls and his long, leaking cock, bobbing and begging for his attention. Steele bent and swallowed Tech whole, slamming the thick head to the back of his throat. Steele was glad there was music playing downstairs because Tech’s yell of shock and pleasure was loud, as Steele sucked him. He buried his nose in Tech’s groin, staying there until he had to come up for air, while Tech continued to curse and call out his name.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Babe, damn.” Tech twisted on the bed when Steele devoured his balls next. Sucking both into his mouth at the same time. Steele wished he could take his time, but they had to get back downstairs. He let his saliva drip over Tech’s hole, coating it while he kept laving at his balls. It was becoming one of his favorite things to do to him. Tech went wild for it every time.

Steele moved back up and kissed Tech, licking around his mouth the same way he did his cock. Tech’s taste made him crazy, made him insane, made him ache. He rubbed his finger around Tech’s wet hole, eating up the moans that spilled between their joined mouths. Steele looked in Tech’s eyes while he pressed a little harder at his tight bud.

“Yes. Do it,” Tech begged, sucking on his bottom lip.

Steele pressed his mouth against Tech’s ear. “Shawn. Tell me, baby. Tell me what you feel about this,” Steele whispered and pressed two fingers deep inside him, going for his prostate. “Tell me, Shawn. How do I make you feel?”

“Oh god, Edwin. You make me feel so good.” Tech’s back arched, his cock turning a dark red.

Steele rubbed over the spongy gland again and had to clamp his mouth over Tech’s to muffle the shouts of passion. “I make you crazy, don’t I?” Steele’s voice was thick and rough as he ground his own rigid dick against Tech’s thigh. He pulled out his fingers to the tip and thrust them back in. “Say it.”

Tech bucked against him and Steele knew he was getting ready to come, and he swore he wished he could prolong it. Make his lover suffer, make him beg. But he’d do that later tonight, this was just an appetizer.

“Yes, fuck. Ohh, I’m gonna come so hard.” Tech clenched his teeth, his neck muscles straining while his orgasm roared through his body. Steele swiftly moved back down and placed his mouth over the head of Tech’s dick, sucked once, twice, before his mouth was flooded with warm come, coating his tongue as he tried to swallow it all. The sounds Tech made when he came made him suck even harder, made him suck until Tech had to grab his face and pull him off his spent shaft. “Shit,” Tech gasped

Steele licked his lips just in case he’d missed any. He could leave the lingering taste of Tech in his mouth the rest of the evening and be satisfied. Tech’s eyes parted, his smile lazy, his body limp beneath him. Steele noticed Tech’s eyes drop to the bulge in his pants, his look going from sweet and sated to ravenous and starving.

Tech sat up and pushed his hand against Steele’s chest, moving him back. Steele stood up and lost all words when Tech dropped down to his knees in front of him. Steele’s growl was husky as Tech made quick work of his belt and pants, pulling them down around his thighs. He cupped Tech’s chin, tilting his head up to look at him. He looked so sexy down there. On his knees for him, ready to please him. Steele’s heart beat at a crazy rhythm and his breath caught in his throat. He was happier than he’d ever been and it was all because of the man looking up at him with a look that said he was his. And at the moment, he realized why he felt so good all the time. Why he laughed so much and looked forward to working every day. He knew, looking into those baby browns why his life was damn near perfect now. He had the urge to confess something, something real and of the utmost importance. He’d missed his opportunity to say it before. He wasn’t going to miss it again. If he’d learned anything in his lifetime, it’s that tomorrow wasn’t promised.