And then my fingers catch, stopped by a solid, twitching mass. I’ve gone… not too far. Far enough. Through the fabric of Erik’s jeans, I give the head of his hard dick a deliberate press, and all the air leaves his lungs. The GPS still has us half an hour away from the park, and that’s thirty minutes too long.
“Luke.” Erik’s voice is strained, almost falling apart at the edges. “Can we pull over?”
We’re deep in the Greenbelt and there’s nothing but fields and forests around us. With no time to spare, I steer onto the next concession road, and my stomach jumps when I see a sign for a public conservation area. I pull in, pull over, and shut the car off. Silence blankets us, pierced only by our heavy breathing.
“Are we really about to fuck in your car?” he asks.
“I don’t know aboutfuck, but I’m down to give you head.”
Yeah, I’ll keep things physical. Hopefully, that’ll make it easier to move on when Idon’t fucking want to.
Not even a second later, Erik’s seat belt is off and he’s reaching for me. I grab back, leaning my head over, and as soon as our mouths collide, all bets are off.
I can’t keep things physical when our feelings already exist, but there’s no going back now.
The kiss is urgent, and there’s zero hesitation from either of us. Unbuckling myself, I push Erik back into the passenger seatand slip his pants down, his cock springing free and slapping against his shirt, leaving a wet spot right above the tip.
With one hand, I grab my water bottle to take a swig, and I give Erik's solid dick a few gentle tugs with the other. The anticipation is brutal, and I stretch over to?—
My stomach slams into the gear shift, and I wince through the pain. I shuffle right, but I hit the center console.
“This isn’t working,” I mutter, caressing my aching back. Erik pulls his pants up while I retreat to the driver’s seat.
“We could try going outside?” he suggests. “How cold is it?”
“Hopefully not cold enough to make our dicks shrivel up.”
Erik cracks his door and closes it immediately. “No. It’s freezing. Not going out there.”
A quick glance at the dashboard confirms that it’s nineabovefreezing. Not unbearable. Erik might need a little convincing, but he shouldn’t be too hard to crack.
I dart my hand across the car and stick it into Erik’s crotch, gently massaging the bulge in his pants that’s still rock-solid, and he cusses in a low grumble. His breaths grow deeper, hissing slightly as he clenches his teeth.
“Fuck you,” he spits out, his head falling back as a strained smile stretches across his face.
“Think about how good it feels when I wrap my mouth around your cock, sucking hard until you come down my throat.”
That gets me a strangled groan from the other side of the car. “You’re evil.”
At this point, I’m emboldened and keyed-up myself. My fingers hover above his belt, waiting for a sign to keep going, and Erik shoves my hand below the waistband. Fisting around his shaft through the silky fabric of his boxer briefs, I dig my fingers into the underside, and Erik lets out a string of delicious, strained grunts.
“Don’t let yourself shoot off in your underwear, Erik,” I drawl, making sure to roll his name across my tongue. “That would be a total waste.”
Even in the dim moonlight, I catch heat flashing across Erik’s eyes, and my heart races. He grabs something from his bag, stumbles out of the car, flings my door open, and hauls me out by the bicep.
He knowsexactlyhow to manhandle me. Holy crap.
“To hell with the cold,” Erik growls. “Walk the talk and suck my cock.”
“Hey, that rhymes.”
His reply is to whip his dick out, and I shut right up. There’s a thud on the ground, and I look down to see that he dropped a notebook onto the gravel below.
“You could use something for your knees.”
My stomach simmers. He was going to get a five-star blowjob anyway, but now I’m going to make it downright unforgettable.
I open the rear door, and Erik lies down in the backseat. Sinking to my knees, I position myself on the notebook and give his shaft a firm lick, planting my tongue on the head while I wet my mouth.
