“I’m… I’m close,” Edison admitted.
“I want you to fuck my mouth, Eddie, and come down my throat.” Bishop squeezed Edison’s ass and pushed his hips upward, shoving his cock deeper inside that warm cavern.
Edison’s eyes rolled. As his body shook violently, he believed he was already orgasming. It’d started from the moment Bishop had nibbled and sucked on his thigh meat as if it was a rib. His head lolled to the side as waves of pleasure crested and threatened to drown him. His balls pulled up snug to his body and his cock spasmed in Bishop’s hot mouth as he leveled those dark eyes on him, urging him to come.
Edison tried to hold out as long as he could, edge the pleasure for as long as possible, but it was a losing battle. Bishop was too sexy to resist. The moment a thick digit brushed over his wanting hole, he thrust up, gagging Bishop, but not stopping as he let go of all his man had asked for. Vibrations around his base made him shudder and clench his stomach muscles as he shot multiple times down Bishop’s throat.
Deep, guttural, satisfied growls filled his bedroom as Bishop released him and climbed up his pliant body. He straddled Edison’s hips between his powerful thighs, with his thick, veiny erection clutched in his fist.
“Oh my god,” Edison breathed, trying not to pass out from the sight before him.
Chapter Forty-Four
Bishop
Edison’s flavor was delicious on his tongue and he couldn’t resist leaning over and sharing it with him. Edison opened his mouth so obediently, just as he did his legs, and Bishop shoved his tongue inside. He groaned loudly at the first couple of pulls on his dick. He wasn’t even going to last as long as Edison had because he’d almost shot when Eddie had gagged him with his fat cock. He took Edison’s hand and put it over his sac, which hung heavy and full between his legs.
Edison’s lids fluttered as he did what Bishop wanted, his soft hand massaging him shyly at first before gaining confidence the louder Bishop moaned. “Fuck yeah, just like that. Squeeze ’em, baby,” Bishop demanded, pulling harder on his sensitive head.
Staring down at Edison’s unblemished flesh sent jolts of energy through his body, causing him to fold over. He braced his palm next to Edison’s head and leaned in to lick those peach lips, “Unnnh, you’re gonna fuckin’ make me come already. You’re so damn beautiful, Eddie.”
Edison rose on one elbow and let Bishop ravage his mouth, whimpering so prettily for him while he massaged his balls faster. “Come on me,” Edison whispered, his face flushing.
Any time Edison found the courage to say what he wanted from Bishop, it made his head spin and his body spiral out of control. “Eddie.” Bishop grunted and thrust his cock into his tight fist. He shot so hard the first time it landed at the base of Edison’s throat, making his hazel eyes fly open wider. Bishop’s bicep flexed, his ass clenching with each spurt that spilled onto Edison’s stomach. He stayed in that position for a moment until he was able to slow his breathing.
Before he could think twice, he ran his hand through his seed and smeared it all over Edison’s smooth chest. It rose and fell rapidly under his aggressive touch as Edison’s eyes began to glaze over. Bishop’s hand was slick when he eased it between Edison’s pecs until it was wrapped around his throat. He held him there gently, but his message was clear. Bishop put all his weight on Edison, covering him head to toe, and placed his mouth over his. “You’re mine. He can’t have you, Eddie.”
Edison didn’t have to speak because Bishop was able to read every emotion, every feeling that flashed through those bedroom eyes. Edison didn’t want anyone else. In fact, he wanted so much from Bishop that the pressure almost consumed him. Edison needed him to be everything… a friend, a partner, a lover. Someone who would treasure him and treat him the same way that he treated everyone else. Edison graced people with his kindness, his generosity and his good cooking… but he never got anything in return. Edison was just as starved as Bishop, if not more, for someone to love him back.
They started kissing and grinding against each other, neither appearing worried about the stickiness between them. Edison lifted one of his legs higher on Bishop’s hip, causing his still half hard dick to slide beneath Edison’s balls. He shifted and thrust against him, making them both freeze when his head pressed against Edison’s tight hole. Bishop shuddered at the thought of breeching Eddie’s virgin ass right fucking now. He knew it’d be tighter than he’d ever thought imaginable and he was sure he’d lose his mind.