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should be here when the guests show up.”
Swallowing his disappointment, Dean smiled. “I totally understand. So when do you want me to come back and start investigating?”
The right corner of Sommer’s mouth hitched up in that shy little half-smile that made Dean’s heart thump. “There’ll be enough staff here tomorrow evening that I’ll be able to get away for a while. Why don’t I take you out to dinner? We can talk about the investigation. Or whatever.”
Warmth spread like a wave through Dean’s body. Slipping both arms around Sommer’s neck, he pressed closer. “That sounds fantastic.”
“Great.” Sommer’s lips grazed the shell of Dean’s ear. “I’ll pick you up around five. We can go for a walk before dinner.”
“Uh. Yeah. Okay.” Dean shivered when Sommer’s tongue traced a wet line up his neck. “Sommer, unless you’re willing to fuck me right here in the woods, you’d better stop.”
“Mmm.” Sommer nipped Dean’s earlobe. “I can’t fuck you. No condom.”
“Or lube.” Dean canted his hips forward to rub his burgeoning erection against the fullness behind Sommer’s zipper. “Christ, Sommer. You’re seriously turning me on here.”
Sommer chuckled, his breath warm and damp on Dean’s neck. “Am I?”
“You know you are.”
“Hm.” One of Sommer’s hands slipped between Dean’s legs to cup his swelling prick through his jeans. “Oh, yeah. You’re really hard.”
Dean just about came out of his skin when Sommer’s fingers crept lower and gave his balls a hard squeeze. “Ah! Oh shit, you’re gonna make me come if you keep that up.”
With a couple of swift movements, Sommer flipped open the button of Dean’s pants and tugged the zipper down. He plunged his hand inside Dean’s underwear to wrap his fingers around Dean’s shaft. “Come, then,” he growled in Dean’s ear.
Struck dumb, Dean could do nothing but stand there clinging to Sommer’s shoulders and whimper while Sommer pumped his cock.
Between his powerful attraction to Sommer and the unexpected thrill of being jerked off just barely out of view of Sommer’s back porch, it didn’t take long for Dean to climax. He buried his face in Sommer’s neck to stifle the cry he couldn’t hold back as he coated Sommer’s hand and both their clothes with semen.
When Dean’s knees buckled, he didn’t try to remain upright, but let himself slide out of Sommer’s grip to crumple at his feet. Ignoring Sommer’s concerned voice asking if he was okay, Dean undid Sommer’s jeans, fished out his rigid prick and swallowed it whole.
Groaning, Sommer fisted both hands in Dean’s hair. “Oh, my God. Yes.”
His mouth full, Dean answered with a hum which made Sommer gasp and thrust down his throat. Dean would’ve grinned if he’d been able to. It felt deliciously dirty to kneel in the leaf mold on the forest floor, with his spent cock hanging out of his pants and Sommer’s erection stretching his jaw open.
“Gonna come,” Sommer panted, his fingers spasming in Dean’s hair. “Oh God. Dean…”
Pulling off Sommer’s cock, Dean closed one hand around the shaft and started stroking hard and fast. A second later, Sommer let out a hoarse moan, his prick pulsing in Dean’s palm. Dean closed his eyes and smiled as Sommer’s come painted his face. The sharp, musky smell made Dean’s cock twitch in spite of his still-sated state.
With a deep, satisfied sigh, Sommer took Dean’s hands and hauled him to his feet. “Wow. I’ve never done anything like that before.”
“What, jerked a guy off?” Dean attempted to run a hand through his hair, and stopped when he encountered something wet and sticky. He laughed. “Well, just call me Mary.”
Sommer blinked. “Huh?”
“You got spunk in my hair. It was all over your hand.” Dean scraped a glob free and held it out. “See?”
Sommer looked startled, then burst out laughing. “Oh. Like that movie.”
“Yeah, like that movie.” Dean licked his lips, savoring the