wasn’t in control of his own body. Peter slid his hands down Luka’s back and dug his fingers into Luka’s side, and then his lover squeezed and twisted in a way that shocked all the breath from his body. Luka eased up on the base and focused on the head, pressing his thumb into the swollen slit.
“Ahh!” His hips snapped up and Peter shook with the force of his orgasm, as bright light lit up behind his eyes.
He was blind for a minute, but when it passed he looked up to see Luka looking down at him, mouth open and eyes heavy. Peter had pins and needles in his calves, but he managed to roll Luka over so the man was on his back. Despite Luka not pushing or asking for anything, Peter knew his lover wanted more than a hand-job.
Scooting further down the bed, he climbed between Luka’s knees.
“I’m not saying I’ll be any good at this, but I want to give you pleasure,” Peter said, licking his lips nervously. Staring down at the penis in his hands, he savored the hot steely flesh.
“Just watch your teeth and I’ll be in heaven, Peter. I’m clean, but do you want a condom?”
Luka’s breathing was short and shallow, that wide chest rising and falling rapidly, muscles rippling. Peter was mesmerized, and wanted to touch and tease. Luka said he was clean; so was Peter. “Not needed.”
Taking a deep breath, he bent and licked the top of Luka’s dick experimentally.
The taste wasn’t bad, just salty mixed with something he’d never tasted before. He made a fist around Luka’s cock and started pumping as he eased the swollen head into his mouth.
He couldn’t take the erection very far into his mouth without gagging, but he hoped keeping one hand moving on the base and his eagerness made up for his lacking technique. Luka’s balls were big and heavy in his other hand, and he rolled them the way he did to himself when he jacked off.
They felt different, and the smooth hairless skin let him see exactly what he was doing and made it easier for him to explore and find out how Luka liked to be handled.
Luka was clutching at the bed sheets, scrunching them up in his fists. Peter flicked his eyes up to see Luka’s face thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open.
Peter carefully tried to keep his teeth covered and switched between licking and sucking the head in his mouth. The taste of Luka got stronger, more intense, and the balls in his hand grew tight and high.
“Oh god!” Luka cried, twisting on the bed.
Peter barely had a second’s warning before Luka exploded in his mouth, shooting streams of semen to the back of his throat. He barely stopped himself from choking, holding a hand up to his mouth as he coughed. In a second, Luka withdrew and pulled him up so they were face to face. “It’s okay. Breathe. Spit if you need to.”
When he had enough wits about him to breathe properly, Peter batted his eyes at Luka. “Wow, that’s the most romantic thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
Luka blushed then hit him playfully in the arm. “You had me worried.”
“I’m fine. That bit might take a bit of practice, though,” Peter said casually. Apart from the freak-out part in the middle, this was the best sex he could remember ever having, and they hadn’t even gone all the way. Sex with Kayleigh had been cold and impersonal, and she never wanted to do anything other than straight missionary without foreplay.
Luka nodded, but then seemed to hear the implications of what he’d said. “Practice? You can use me any time you want,” he offered with a tired smile. “The trick is to swallow, and keep swallowing.”
“Loukas will probably be up calling for food in an hour or two. Quick nap, then shower?”
Luka smiled, this time showing teeth and Peter had that feeling of being a rabbit in headlights. “Only if you let me return the favor in there.”
Like Peter was going to turn that down. “Deal.”
Peter felt he should offer his room for the nap, but he was honestly too tired to move, and he
“Ahh!” His hips snapped up and Peter shook with the force of his orgasm, as bright light lit up behind his eyes.
He was blind for a minute, but when it passed he looked up to see Luka looking down at him, mouth open and eyes heavy. Peter had pins and needles in his calves, but he managed to roll Luka over so the man was on his back. Despite Luka not pushing or asking for anything, Peter knew his lover wanted more than a hand-job.
Scooting further down the bed, he climbed between Luka’s knees.
“I’m not saying I’ll be any good at this, but I want to give you pleasure,” Peter said, licking his lips nervously. Staring down at the penis in his hands, he savored the hot steely flesh.
“Just watch your teeth and I’ll be in heaven, Peter. I’m clean, but do you want a condom?”
Luka’s breathing was short and shallow, that wide chest rising and falling rapidly, muscles rippling. Peter was mesmerized, and wanted to touch and tease. Luka said he was clean; so was Peter. “Not needed.”
Taking a deep breath, he bent and licked the top of Luka’s dick experimentally.
The taste wasn’t bad, just salty mixed with something he’d never tasted before. He made a fist around Luka’s cock and started pumping as he eased the swollen head into his mouth.
He couldn’t take the erection very far into his mouth without gagging, but he hoped keeping one hand moving on the base and his eagerness made up for his lacking technique. Luka’s balls were big and heavy in his other hand, and he rolled them the way he did to himself when he jacked off.
They felt different, and the smooth hairless skin let him see exactly what he was doing and made it easier for him to explore and find out how Luka liked to be handled.
Luka was clutching at the bed sheets, scrunching them up in his fists. Peter flicked his eyes up to see Luka’s face thrown back, eyes closed and mouth open.
Peter carefully tried to keep his teeth covered and switched between licking and sucking the head in his mouth. The taste of Luka got stronger, more intense, and the balls in his hand grew tight and high.
“Oh god!” Luka cried, twisting on the bed.
Peter barely had a second’s warning before Luka exploded in his mouth, shooting streams of semen to the back of his throat. He barely stopped himself from choking, holding a hand up to his mouth as he coughed. In a second, Luka withdrew and pulled him up so they were face to face. “It’s okay. Breathe. Spit if you need to.”
When he had enough wits about him to breathe properly, Peter batted his eyes at Luka. “Wow, that’s the most romantic thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
Luka blushed then hit him playfully in the arm. “You had me worried.”
“I’m fine. That bit might take a bit of practice, though,” Peter said casually. Apart from the freak-out part in the middle, this was the best sex he could remember ever having, and they hadn’t even gone all the way. Sex with Kayleigh had been cold and impersonal, and she never wanted to do anything other than straight missionary without foreplay.
Luka nodded, but then seemed to hear the implications of what he’d said. “Practice? You can use me any time you want,” he offered with a tired smile. “The trick is to swallow, and keep swallowing.”
“Loukas will probably be up calling for food in an hour or two. Quick nap, then shower?”
Luka smiled, this time showing teeth and Peter had that feeling of being a rabbit in headlights. “Only if you let me return the favor in there.”
Like Peter was going to turn that down. “Deal.”
Peter felt he should offer his room for the nap, but he was honestly too tired to move, and he
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