look for?” Jamie asked, sounding suspicious.
“What look?” Tek inquired, feigning innocence.
In a flash, the fingers Jamie had been painting Tek’s stomach with were wrapped around Tek’s overly sensitive cock, causing him to yelp.
“Ow! Ow! Let go,” Tek pleaded. His back arched, and he tried to squirm away.
“Not until you tell me what you were thinking that put that wicked grin on your face,” Jamie countered.
Tek grabbed Jamie’s wrist and tried to pull his hand away, but the bastard tightened his grip and made Tek yelp again. “I am so going to kick your ass,” Tek warned, digging his fingers into Jamie’s wrist.
“What was that? You want to kiss my ass? Yes, please,” Jamie said with a mischievous grin curling his lip.
“Beat your ass,” Tek amended, still squirming.
“You already beat me off once today, but if you insist,” Jamie taunted. “I wouldn’t say no to another round.”
Tek went still, eyes going wide as he gawked at Jamie. The painful prickling sensation along his shaft diminished into a pleasant tingle. “For fuck’s sakes, Jamie. You already got off three times, how in the hell can you possibly want to go again already?”
Jamie shrugged, his grin growing. “I don’t know. I guess you are just irresistible.”
“And you’re insatiable.”
“And the problem is?” Jamie inquired.
Tek glared at Jamie. “Would you turn my dick loose before it falls off? All those damn calluses are rubbing me raw.”
“Shall I use something else other than my hands?” Jamie waggled his brows, the smile on his face turning downright lewd.
“What? You gonna suck my dick?” Tek asked crudely. Their couplings up to this point had been raw and quick. Both enjoyed the power they could exert over the other. The idea of Jamie submitting to Tek’s need, putting himself in a less than lead role intrigued Tek. In fact, he liked the idea a lot, and his dick twitched, making a gallant effort to rise to the occasion the more he tossed it around in his mind.
Jamie’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and he shrugged.
“Seriously? You’d suck me off?” Tek asked in surprise.
“I’ve thought about it,” Jamie admitted. “Haven’t you?”
“Hell yeah, I’ve thought about you sucking my dick.”
Jamie gave him an irritated look. “No, you ass,” Jamie grumbled. “I meant, haven’t you thought about sucking me off? What it would feel like to have my cock shoved down your throat?”
“Yeah, it would feel like I’m fucking choking,” Tek sniffed.
Tek tried biting back the laughter that wanted to boil up out of him when Jamie let out a huff, but it was impossible to hold it back. When Jamie scowled, his bottom lip turned down into what looked like a pout.
“Ugh. You can be such an asshole sometimes,” Jamie complained, then released his hold on Tek’s cock and flopped onto his back.
“Aww, poor Jamie,” Tek taunted. “Are you going to start pouting now? That is so adorable.”
“Go to hell,” Jamie grumbled and covered his eyes with his forearm. “See if I ever offer to suck your dick again.”
“I was teasing, you big lug.”
Jamie flipped him off.
Tek ran his hand across his stomach, his nose wrinkling at the sticky mess from the cum drying on his torso. “I need a shower.”
“Don’t let me stop you.”
“You’re not going to come with?” Tek ran his hand over the drying remains of Jamie’s orgasm on his belly. “You could use one too.”
“I’ll take mine when you’re done,” he grumped.
“Aww c’mon, Jamie. Don’t get all pissy on me. I was teasing.”
“Well, I’m not.”
Tek stared at Jamie, looking for any signs he was joking, but he didn’t see any telltale hint in his familiar features—no outward proof that he was trying to hold back his laughter. Tek tried to pry the arm away from Jamie’s face. Jamie never could hide emotions from his eyes, but Jamie flexed his beefy arm and refused to let Tek pull it away.
He and
“What look?” Tek inquired, feigning innocence.
In a flash, the fingers Jamie had been painting Tek’s stomach with were wrapped around Tek’s overly sensitive cock, causing him to yelp.
“Ow! Ow! Let go,” Tek pleaded. His back arched, and he tried to squirm away.
“Not until you tell me what you were thinking that put that wicked grin on your face,” Jamie countered.
Tek grabbed Jamie’s wrist and tried to pull his hand away, but the bastard tightened his grip and made Tek yelp again. “I am so going to kick your ass,” Tek warned, digging his fingers into Jamie’s wrist.
“What was that? You want to kiss my ass? Yes, please,” Jamie said with a mischievous grin curling his lip.
“Beat your ass,” Tek amended, still squirming.
“You already beat me off once today, but if you insist,” Jamie taunted. “I wouldn’t say no to another round.”
Tek went still, eyes going wide as he gawked at Jamie. The painful prickling sensation along his shaft diminished into a pleasant tingle. “For fuck’s sakes, Jamie. You already got off three times, how in the hell can you possibly want to go again already?”
Jamie shrugged, his grin growing. “I don’t know. I guess you are just irresistible.”
“And you’re insatiable.”
“And the problem is?” Jamie inquired.
Tek glared at Jamie. “Would you turn my dick loose before it falls off? All those damn calluses are rubbing me raw.”
“Shall I use something else other than my hands?” Jamie waggled his brows, the smile on his face turning downright lewd.
“What? You gonna suck my dick?” Tek asked crudely. Their couplings up to this point had been raw and quick. Both enjoyed the power they could exert over the other. The idea of Jamie submitting to Tek’s need, putting himself in a less than lead role intrigued Tek. In fact, he liked the idea a lot, and his dick twitched, making a gallant effort to rise to the occasion the more he tossed it around in his mind.
Jamie’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink, and he shrugged.
“Seriously? You’d suck me off?” Tek asked in surprise.
“I’ve thought about it,” Jamie admitted. “Haven’t you?”
“Hell yeah, I’ve thought about you sucking my dick.”
Jamie gave him an irritated look. “No, you ass,” Jamie grumbled. “I meant, haven’t you thought about sucking me off? What it would feel like to have my cock shoved down your throat?”
“Yeah, it would feel like I’m fucking choking,” Tek sniffed.
Tek tried biting back the laughter that wanted to boil up out of him when Jamie let out a huff, but it was impossible to hold it back. When Jamie scowled, his bottom lip turned down into what looked like a pout.
“Ugh. You can be such an asshole sometimes,” Jamie complained, then released his hold on Tek’s cock and flopped onto his back.
“Aww, poor Jamie,” Tek taunted. “Are you going to start pouting now? That is so adorable.”
“Go to hell,” Jamie grumbled and covered his eyes with his forearm. “See if I ever offer to suck your dick again.”
“I was teasing, you big lug.”
Jamie flipped him off.
Tek ran his hand across his stomach, his nose wrinkling at the sticky mess from the cum drying on his torso. “I need a shower.”
“Don’t let me stop you.”
“You’re not going to come with?” Tek ran his hand over the drying remains of Jamie’s orgasm on his belly. “You could use one too.”
“I’ll take mine when you’re done,” he grumped.
“Aww c’mon, Jamie. Don’t get all pissy on me. I was teasing.”
“Well, I’m not.”
Tek stared at Jamie, looking for any signs he was joking, but he didn’t see any telltale hint in his familiar features—no outward proof that he was trying to hold back his laughter. Tek tried to pry the arm away from Jamie’s face. Jamie never could hide emotions from his eyes, but Jamie flexed his beefy arm and refused to let Tek pull it away.
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