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stick to kissing, but the caveman in me only understands that Jesse’s not pushing me away and that he’s responding to my advances. I’m deeply intoxicated by Jesse as I kiss his neck and fumble with the string on his pants. He moans against my head when I have his dick in my hand, but I don’t stop there. I sink down to my knees and shove his hard cock into my mouth with a deep groan.
    Jesse gasps. “Adam, wait,” he pants between forced back moans. “You shouldn’t…”
    I suck, and I suck on his silky smooth hardness. I have never had anything so wonderful in my mouth before. The skin over his erection moves soft as velvet as I aggressively suck his cock like the hungry man that I am. I groan deeply at the salty taste of his precome, licking it with his cock still in my mouth. His moans grow louder as I rub the head with my lips and gently cup his balls, stroking two fingers against the root of his length.
    “Oh God, Adam,” he moans. “Oh fuck…” His half finished sentences are cut off by a deep, throaty groans.
    I slide my free hand along his hip and over his ass to hold the base of his cock tight against my mouth with the tip buried in my throat. While my nose is nuzzled in the neat, blonde bush of hair, my left hand abandons his balls and slides up and down the taut muscles on his thigh, just touching whatever they can –
    while they can. Jesse sounds close and I’m also at my limit with precome dribbling over my briefs.
    “Adam, ngh,” Jesse moans. “Jesus…Adam.” He moans my name only because he’s trying to hold me back, but the sound of it has my heart drumming in my ears. If he comes, it’ll be over and I don’t want it to stop. So I hold still for a while, swallowing down saliva with his cock in my throat.

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    “Ah! Adam! I can’t –”
    His throbbing cock tells me that he’s about to climax. I also feel it in his tense muscles and hear it in the strain of his voice. I go back to sucking him, sliding his slick cock in and out, sucking on it hard and swirling my tongue around it with each stroke.
    “Adam, Adam, wait…ngh. I can’t... Stop, I’m gonna...” I have no intention of stopping. I jab his cock deep in my throat with a euphoric groan when he spurts more precome for me to taste. Jesse arches his back with a cry and thrusts the base of his cock against my mouth. Another high cry bursts out when his cock erupts in my throat. At the same time Jesse crushes the beer cup and the liquid sloshes onto the floor, soaking the knees of my jeans. I swallow his salty fluid and moan loudly while I suck him clean.
    His body is writhing, rattling like his breath. He slides himself down to his knees so that he’s facing me. My own body is trembling, my dick is pulsing in my pants, and I have to labor for every bit of air that reaches my lungs.
    I can’t look him in the eye. He must feel disgusted – ridden only by the primal need to orgasm a moment ago.
    I jump out of my reverie when Jesse runs his fingers through my hair and that’s when I dare look up into his eyes. He’s not angry. He’s not shocked. His look is so intense that my breath catches. He pushes my briefs down to reveal my full length and pulls me into a hug while he wraps his shaking fingers around my cock.
    I hold my breath for as long as I can while he jerks me off.
    Then I release it in short bursts into the soft hairs around Jesse’s neck. “You don’t have to do this,” I whimper and cut back a moan.
    His voice is still a little hoarse and he’s still trying to ease the flow of air that passes past those wonderfully swollen lips of his.
    “It’s just skin, right?”
    I swallow back a moan. “Right.”

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    He doesn’t have to work on me long before my sperm splatters his hand. We stand on our knees, pressed tightly together for a while. Me in ecstasy, him probably wondering how to stand up and leave the bathroom without hurting my feelings.
    “I’m not gay,” he