again and
was rewarded with more of the slick, salty sweetness he’d tasted earlier, more
soft whimpering sounds from Ty.
Donovan felt oddly powerful. Kind of godlike actually. He
knew, at this moment, he had complete control over Ty. There was no question
that Ty waited on him for every second of what Donovan did to him. It was
intoxicating, cock-hardening reality.
It was also eye-opening. Women had never gotten him excited
the way Ty was, and Ty wasn’t doing anything but trying to stay absolutely
still! Something Donovan decided he needed to put an end to. The man needed to
squirm the same way he made Donovan wriggle around his recent emotional
revelation.
Donovan settled in as he learned something new about
himself. He liked giving blowjobs.
There was something supremely satisfying about having his
mouth filled and his composed business partner writhing beneath him. His own
cock had been swollen since he’d seen Ty in bed. Now it ached, leaked and
basically kept Donovan on edge.
Ty’s lean body quivered with every drag on his cock. He
seemed to struggle between reaching for Donovan’s head and letting him do what
he wanted. Donovan kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed between Ty’s
legs, to get even more comfortable. His own arousal began a throb in his balls
faster than he’d ever had with any other sexual encounter.
Donovan’s lips popped over the flared head as he pulled off.
This was something Ty should know.
“Uh, Ty?”
Ty grunted by way of acknowledgment.
“I like sucking cock.”
Ty’s groaning chuckle was his only response.
Donovan let his inhibitions fall away. They’d always been a
pesky nag in the back of his head. No one existed in this room but him and Ty.
No one could or would judge what they weren’t seeing and that made it ten times
easier to let go and enjoy himself.
Donovan loved everything about it. The smooth, silken
texture of Ty’s shaft, the musky smell, the taste that verged on mild salty
citrus and the indefinable heat that permeated his mouth—a sense that something
bigger than sucking cock was happening between them. On top of that, the
satisfaction in seeing Ty reduced to wordless half-sobs was priceless.
He redoubled his efforts. Ty’s hips left the bed and his
hands sank into Donovan’s hair as he helped work his cock between Donovan’s
lips. Donovan hummed happily and Ty lost it. His cock rammed the back of
Donovan’s throat and hot cum sprayed the soft palate.
Surprised, Donovan hurried to swallow him down the way Ty
had, without choking. It wasn’t nearly as easy as Ty made it look. Maybe that
came with practice? Most of the women Donovan had been with spat it out or
jerked him through the end. This was infinitely more satisfying. As he finished
and licked his lips, he knew he’d never been into going down on a woman the way
he’d enjoyed Ty. Apparently all he’d needed was the right sex organ.
Donovan nuzzled Ty’s balls with a strange sense of gratitude
and freedom. He could hear Ty reaching for things, feel his hips shift.
“Ty. I’m just gonna say this, because I don’t know how else
to do it, but I’m aching to get inside you.”
He looked up the length of Ty’s body, expecting doubt.
Instead, Ty grinned at him and held out a condom with a bottle of lube. “God,
you have no idea how much I’ve wanted you to say that,” Ty told him.
“You knew I would?”
“I’d hoped. I’d suspected your general disinterest in dating
women could possibly play in my favor, but even thinking you could be a closet
gay, I was afraid you wouldn’t want me. But knew? I didn’t know. If I’d known,
I’d have come on to you a lot sooner than a week ago. Really wishing I had,
too.”
Donovan leaned on one elbow. He took the supplies from Ty thoughtfully
before laying them nearby on the bed. He stood and slowly took off his clothes,
keeping his eyes locked on his best friend.
It felt strange yet exciting to strip for him. He liked the
way Ty
was rewarded with more of the slick, salty sweetness he’d tasted earlier, more
soft whimpering sounds from Ty.
Donovan felt oddly powerful. Kind of godlike actually. He
knew, at this moment, he had complete control over Ty. There was no question
that Ty waited on him for every second of what Donovan did to him. It was
intoxicating, cock-hardening reality.
It was also eye-opening. Women had never gotten him excited
the way Ty was, and Ty wasn’t doing anything but trying to stay absolutely
still! Something Donovan decided he needed to put an end to. The man needed to
squirm the same way he made Donovan wriggle around his recent emotional
revelation.
Donovan settled in as he learned something new about
himself. He liked giving blowjobs.
There was something supremely satisfying about having his
mouth filled and his composed business partner writhing beneath him. His own
cock had been swollen since he’d seen Ty in bed. Now it ached, leaked and
basically kept Donovan on edge.
Ty’s lean body quivered with every drag on his cock. He
seemed to struggle between reaching for Donovan’s head and letting him do what
he wanted. Donovan kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed between Ty’s
legs, to get even more comfortable. His own arousal began a throb in his balls
faster than he’d ever had with any other sexual encounter.
Donovan’s lips popped over the flared head as he pulled off.
This was something Ty should know.
“Uh, Ty?”
Ty grunted by way of acknowledgment.
“I like sucking cock.”
Ty’s groaning chuckle was his only response.
Donovan let his inhibitions fall away. They’d always been a
pesky nag in the back of his head. No one existed in this room but him and Ty.
No one could or would judge what they weren’t seeing and that made it ten times
easier to let go and enjoy himself.
Donovan loved everything about it. The smooth, silken
texture of Ty’s shaft, the musky smell, the taste that verged on mild salty
citrus and the indefinable heat that permeated his mouth—a sense that something
bigger than sucking cock was happening between them. On top of that, the
satisfaction in seeing Ty reduced to wordless half-sobs was priceless.
He redoubled his efforts. Ty’s hips left the bed and his
hands sank into Donovan’s hair as he helped work his cock between Donovan’s
lips. Donovan hummed happily and Ty lost it. His cock rammed the back of
Donovan’s throat and hot cum sprayed the soft palate.
Surprised, Donovan hurried to swallow him down the way Ty
had, without choking. It wasn’t nearly as easy as Ty made it look. Maybe that
came with practice? Most of the women Donovan had been with spat it out or
jerked him through the end. This was infinitely more satisfying. As he finished
and licked his lips, he knew he’d never been into going down on a woman the way
he’d enjoyed Ty. Apparently all he’d needed was the right sex organ.
Donovan nuzzled Ty’s balls with a strange sense of gratitude
and freedom. He could hear Ty reaching for things, feel his hips shift.
“Ty. I’m just gonna say this, because I don’t know how else
to do it, but I’m aching to get inside you.”
He looked up the length of Ty’s body, expecting doubt.
Instead, Ty grinned at him and held out a condom with a bottle of lube. “God,
you have no idea how much I’ve wanted you to say that,” Ty told him.
“You knew I would?”
“I’d hoped. I’d suspected your general disinterest in dating
women could possibly play in my favor, but even thinking you could be a closet
gay, I was afraid you wouldn’t want me. But knew? I didn’t know. If I’d known,
I’d have come on to you a lot sooner than a week ago. Really wishing I had,
too.”
Donovan leaned on one elbow. He took the supplies from Ty thoughtfully
before laying them nearby on the bed. He stood and slowly took off his clothes,
keeping his eyes locked on his best friend.
It felt strange yet exciting to strip for him. He liked the
way Ty
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