Chapter 21
Damon
Maverick followed me to my bedroom and let me undress him. I drew his T-shirt over his head, then ran my knuckles through the dip between his pecs. I followed the thin trail of hair that led to his shorts and the thick bulge in the crotch that had my hole clenching with anticipation.
I’d used the dildo last night, thinking about what it would be like to have him inside me instead. My mouth went dry. It wasn’t something I ever would have expected to want, but there was no denying the craving building inside me.
Maverick’s stomach flexed beneath my touch, muscles quivering. I flicked open the button of his shorts. He braced his hands on my shoulders, exhaling a shaky breath.
Was he nervous? I flicked a glance up to meet his eyes.
“Is this okay?”
“Very.” He smiled, those full, shiny lips beckoning me again.
I kissed him, marveling at how full and lush his mouth felt under mine. How hot and silky his tongue was as it wrapped around mine. His hands slid into my hair and clenched, tugging the strands a little.
I moaned and let my hands roam up his flanks and curve over his chest. I flicked his nipples, and he gasped against my mouth. I tugged them, and he moaned decadently and pushed his hips forward, hard cock grinding against mine.
“Fuck.” I yanked open his pants and shoved them down, desperate to move this along. Maverick’s dick was so fucking sexy. I’d never really thought of dick that way before, but it looked so damn big jutting out from his slimmer frame. It curved just a bit to the left, with a plump pink head.
My mouth watered at the sight of it.
I dropped to my knees, and Mav exclaimed in shock as I wrapped my mouth around the tip.
“Oh god, Damon. Yes, baby. Suck it.”
I plunged down, making him hiss as my teeth scraped delicate flesh. Oops. I widened my jaw, doing my best to take him deeper. I gagged as he hit my throat and retreated to gasp in a breath.
“Sorry,” I said. “The spirit is willing. The gag reflex, not so much.”
Maverick chuckled as he carded his hands through my hair. “Just take it slow. You look so freaking hot with my dick in your mouth.”
My heart cartwheeled. God. It was one thing to do it, but to hear him say it. I had a dick in my mouth. Instead of weirding me out, it turned me on more. I dove back down, determined to drive him as wild as he drove me the other night.
Maverick moaned. That was better. I stroked my tongue up the underside of his cock and reached out to roll his balls.
He sighed. “That’s so good.”
I sucked harder, concentrated on opening my throat to take him deeper. Just as I was getting the hang of it, his hand tightened on my shoulder.
“Stop. Come up here.”
I pulled back, face wet with saliva. I wiped it on my shoulder then met his hot gaze. “What’s wrong? I thought I was doing better.”
“You were doing fantastic.” He grabbed my arm and tugged, and I stood. “But I want you naked, too. And maybe we could actually make it into the bed this time?”
I laughed. “Sorry. I was a little eager.”
He smiled softly as he pushed my shirt up. “I like eager. I’m eager too.”
I helped him tug my shirt over my head, then peel off my shorts and boxer briefs. Maverick shook his head as he looked me over. “You are seriously so gorgeous.” He ran his fingers over my abs. “An actual six-pack? It’s just unfair to the rest of us.”
I smirked. “You can join the construction crew and work your ass off every day, too.”
“Touché.”
“Besides.” I slid my arms over his shoulders, stepping in close enough my cock grazed his stomach. “You’re sexy too. So sexy you got a straight guy to blow you, so…”
Maverick tensed up.
“What’s wrong?”
“Straight guy?” His eyes clouded over. “If that’s how you see it—”
I kissed him softly. “No, no. I know I’m not as straight as I thought.”
He put a hand to my chest, keeping me from getting as close as I wanted. “I need you to be sure, Damon. I can’t deal with some sort of freak-out later.”
Damn. I’d really said the wrong thing.
“I’m not going to freak out on you.”
He looked unconvinced.
“Mav, it might take me a while to adjust my thinking. I haven’t always known I wanted this. I’m not like you. But…I do want it now. I like you, okay? My mouth fucking watered to taste your cock.”
“It did?”
I gently pushed him down on the bed, then sat down beside him and took his hand. “I’ve fantasized about you since before we got together. I, uh…I used that sex toy.”
His eyes flared. “Yeah?”
I wet my lips, nervous. “I liked it, and I kind of want that with you. I keep picturing it, you know? You pinning me down. Fucking me.”
Maverick groaned and pulled me into a deep, wet kiss. We fell back onto the mattress and rolled into each other’s arms.
“Do you have some lube?” he asked.
My heart skipped a beat. “Bedside table.”
“Stretch out and get comfortable,” Maverick ordered as he moved to retrieve it.
I rearranged myself so I was lying the length of the bed with my head on the pillow. My skin was flushing hot, then cold, nerves tightening into a ball in my stomach. My cock stayed hard as fuck, though, leaking at the thought of Maverick pushing inside me.
Mav flicked open the lube lid and poured clear liquid into his palm. Then he slicked up my cock and pleasure rushed through me.
What was the plan here? Shouldn’t he be slicking up my hole, not my cock?
He slicked himself next. Okay, that part made sense.
Maverick tossed the lube aside, came down on top of me, and rocked his hips. I gasped as his stomach rubbed over my eager dick. His lips crashed into mine, kissing me until I was a panting, shaking mess.
I grabbed Maverick’s hips, rocking him harder against me, groaning as my cock finally got the friction it needed. We bucked and rutted, kissing wildly, until I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mav,” I gasped. “Touch me.”
He reached down and took my dick in his hand. My eyes slipped closed as he stroked me. When he slid the fingers of his left hand behind my balls, I widened my legs with a groan of need.
He pushed one finger inside, and I erupted like a fountain, spraying cum with a hoarse cry.
“Fuck,” Maverick muttered, watching as my cum flowed over his fingers.
As soon as I finished, he sat up over me, putting his tight, lean body on display as he took hold of his dick, his fingers still slick with my cum. He sank his teeth into his bottom lip, eyelids heavy as he stared down at me.
I never knew watching a guy jerk off could be so hot.
His stomach was tight as he held his position, his thighs quivering with the effort of balancing over me while stroking his cock. He did long strokes, with a twist of his wrist at the head.
I gripped his hard thighs. “Do it, Mav. Come on me.”
His face twisted, eyes closing tight, as his cock spurted between us. He looked utterly blissed out as he shook.
“So fucking sexy,” I said as Maverick folded forward into my arms.
I wrapped my arms around him, happy to hold him, but as soon as he caught his breath, he rolled off to the side with a sigh.
“Well, that was fun,” he said lightly.
I propped myself on one elbow, studying his face. I couldn’t read him. There was a crease between his eyebrows that didn’t match his tone.
“I thought you were going to fuck me.”
“I did.”
“You know what I mean.” I cleared my throat. “Your dick in my ass.”
He rolled his head to the side to look me in the eye. “I just don’t want to move too fast.”
“I’m ready,” I said. “I know I’m just a baby bi guy, but your dick isn’t that scary.”
“Well, maybe I’m not ready.” He sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. “It’s late. I should probably head out, right? You’ve got work.”
“Wait.” I slid up behind him, wrapping my arms over his shoulders. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to be self-centered.”
“I know.”
“I’ll go however fast or slow you want, Mav.” I kissed his neck softly. “I was hoping you’d stay the night here. Sleep with me. But I understand if it’s too soon for you.”
He half turned, surprise in his eyes. “You really want that?”
“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t.” I wiggled my eyebrows. “We could still have another round. There’s a lot I don’t know about sex with a guy. Don’t you want to teach me?”
He rolled his eyes. “You’re not as cute as you think you are.”
“Does that mean you won’t stay the night? I’ve never had to beg before.”
He smirked. “Well, my house is right next door, so I guess I can make a run for it later if I need to escape.”
I pinched his side, making him yelp.
“Get your ass in the shower,” I growled. “You’re not going anywhere.”
He grinned. “I guess I’m not. But you’ll have to make it worth my while.”
“Oh, I will. I never got to finish that blow job. Why don’t we give it another try in the shower?”
Maverick’s eyes darkened. “Lead the way.”