reason to wait.” Travis reached for the hem of Sam’s T-shirt and pulled it over the sexy hunk’s head. The chest he exposed was nearly hairless, save for a few wiry tufts on the sculpted pecs. A fine trail of light brown hair extended south from his belly button, into faded denims. Travis’ mouth watered. He unsnapped the jeans and shoved the waistband down.
He uncovered a pair of light blue boxers and lowered them along with the denims, allowing Sam’s cock to spring free. The specimen unfolded and lengthened once it was no longer confined, and Travis held his breath. Long and deliciously thick, Sam’s shaft was as impressive as any he’d ever seen. “Aw, Jesus,” he muttered, staring. “I’m one lucky son of a bitch.”
Sam chuckled and kicked out of his shoes and pants. He reached down and tossed his socks aside. “Oh really? And here I was thinking I’m the lucky one.” With the last of Travis’ buttons undone, he shoved the shirt off until it dropped to the floor. Sam unfastened Travis’ jeans and both of them together shoved them down, exposing his unmarked cock.
Travis held his breath while Sam checked him out. His own cock had risen to the occasion as soon as it was freed, and was now bobbing between them.
“Oh God,” Sam murmured. “Your tats are the sexiest thing ever. Then when I see the flesh that’s not inked…” He glanced behind Travis and checked out his ass. “I didn’t think you could get any hotter. Jesus, Trav, I just want to eat you up. Shall we move to the bedroom, because I’m fixing to get started here in about thirty seconds.” He glanced at Travis and licked his lips.
Travis smiled. “Do we really have to wait that long?” He reached for Sam’s cock and led his new lover down the hall. “Right this way, stud. I think a double sixty-nine would be the perfect way to get the ball rolling, so to speak. I want to eat you up, too.”
Tossing back the covers on his king-sized bed, Travis climbed in and patted the spot next to him.
Sam joined him on the bed, and they kissed and caressed backs and shoulders again.
“Just so you know,” Travis murmured, “Lube and condoms are in the drawer to the left of the bed. Help yourself, as desired.”
“I will,” Sam panted and dove back into a kiss. “I’ve been dreaming about this moment, trying to decide where to start. So many possibilities.”
“Anything goes, man.” Travis reached for Sam’s balls and tugged gently. “I want to experience everything with you.”
“Me too. And I want to explore every inch of this ink. I’m going to lick it, suck it and come all over it. I’m gonna make you come all over it, so I can rub it in. Of course that’ll make me want to lick it and suck it again.”
“A vicious cycle,” Travis agreed. He pressed Sam’s head to his shoulder, ready for the licking and sucking to begin. “Start now,” he encouraged.
With a throaty growl, Sam nipped the flesh before he began the promised torture. His mouth felt warm and inviting, his strokes alternating between gentle and something more intense. By the time he’d gotten his mouth to Travis’ groin, Travis was nearly ready to burst.
“Aw, God.” He bucked his hips, desiring direct contact on his aching shaft.
“I haven’t made it down each leg yet. I see a tiger down there that really caught my eye.”
Travis groaned. “You’ll find two tigers, a panther and some other animals down there. But if you think I can hold off while you inflict that sensuous torment down my legs, you’re sadly mistaken, buddy. I’ll come all over myself without much more provocation needed.”
“Mmm.” Sam started down one inked thigh. “I’d like to see that.” He changed directions and settled in front of Travis’ cock. “Later. Right now, my mouth is going to be the one that brings this bad boy home for the first time.”
“Yeah, do it,” Travis grunted. “Straddle me and fuck my face while you’re at it. Fill my mouth with
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