The Rebel (Red's Tavern 2)

And my cock finally throbbed a little, too.

“Jesus, Liam, hey. You don’t have to do anything,” I said.

His face was so close to my cock now. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin. My cock perked up a little more just from his proximity. His dark lashes were cast downward, then he met my eyes again, the stormy grey so alive.

“Would it make you uncomfortable?”

“I mean, no,” I said, licking my lips.

“I was literally a porn star, Red,” he said, shrugging. “I don’t mind sucking you off a little bit.”

I felt my cock growing just from his words. He looked down and saw it, too, smiling.

“See? Sometimes your body just needs a little reminder of what things feel like before you’re on camera.”

He bent forward a little further and I watched, frozen in place, as he gently put his lips around the tip of my cock and sucked it into his mouth.

Jesus.

My heart pounded inside me. His mouth was a rush of warmth and wetness so exquisite that it made me groan involuntarily. I hadn’t been inside Liam’s mouth in so many years, but memories came roaring back instantly.

He had always been so good to me. He would blow me when I was stressed, when I was happy, when there was no reason to. He had always been so giving when it came to sex. I’d forgotten just how much I missed that.

I felt as his tongue slid out, lapping in a small circle around my tip. And miraculously, I felt my dick go from zero to sixty in absolutely no time.

“Fuck,” I said, sucking in some air as I hardened quickly inside his mouth. He hummed happily, pulling off and looking at my erection, glistening with his spit.

“There we go,” he said, his voice a little low. “Look at that. I knew you weren’t going to have any issues.”

I was barely able to form words. He was still gazing at my cock, just a couple inches away from it. He kissed the tip and then started to stand up.

I reached out and put a hand on his shoulder, steadying him in place. His eyes widened as he looked up at me, momentarily confused.

“Sorry,” I whispered. “Um. Just a little bit more?”

The surprise in Liam’s eyes quickly turned into realization as he sank back down.

“Only if you want—”

“I desperately want,” he said, and his mouth was wrapped around me again in another moment. I groaned again, leaning back a little as his tongue and lips slid down my shaft again. As always, Liam was so giving. I hadn’t had such a slow, sensual blow job in years, and I’d almost forgotten what they were like. He lapped his tongue on me, completely unhurried.

And he looked like a fucking angel. His dark hair fell over his forehead, and I badly wanted to bury my hand in its softness. Every now and then, he would glance up at me, his eyes fixing on me. Every time his lips sank back down over my cock, I felt a little closer to coming.

I was more than just hard now. I was actually beginning to get a little worried about being too turned on.

Fucking hell, he was good at what he did.

“Okay,” I said softly. “Okay.” My head was spinning.

He pulled off me, clearing his throat. “Sorry. I was getting a little into it.”

“You don’t have to apologize for a goddamned thing,” I said. “You are… your mouth is as good as it ever was. Better, actually.”

The smallest proud smile passed over his lips.

“I’m just afraid if you kept going I wouldn’t be able to last. In my video, I mean.”

“Right. The video,” he said, snapping out of his heavy-lidded trance.

He stood up, hovering between my legs for a moment, his eyes traveling up and down my body.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“You just look so hot,” he said. “Super fucking hot. The perfect cowboy. This video is going to be insanely popular.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” I said. But deep down, I loved the recognition. I was sitting with my pants around my ankles, my cowboy boots on, and nothing else. My cock was wickedly hard now, and I couldn’t help but get a little pride from hearing a porn star praise me. Liam had always liked me, but even after being in porn for over a decade, he still felt the same way.

That was enough to make me feel comfortable in front of the camera.

Liam finally got behind the camera and I settled in with my fist around my cock. Now that I’d gotten over my initial performance fears, my body was shot through with the good kind of adrenaline.

“I’m actually really fucking excited about this,” I said, watching as Liam double-checked all of the settings on the camera.

“I’m so glad, Red,” he said. “Are you ready to roll?”