“It might disgust you,” I whispered.
Clay’s eyes softened as he leaned down and landed a kiss that was meant only to console me. His lips were warm against mine as he spoke. “I never really considered my sexuality because I’ve been too focused on you, so I can’t tell you if I’ll like other men. But what Icantell you is that I’ve watched Dan Yao for most of my life, and there isn’t a single thing about him I don’t like. He’s nice all over.”
Clay didn’t date around much, and maybe that was a good thing, because that smooth mouth of his? Yeah, women would be falling at his feet. Then I’d have to fight through them all to get to him.
“You promise?” I asked cheekily.
He kissed down my cheek and nibbled on my prominent collarbone while his hand groped my pec and teased the stiffened peak there.
“Dan, I’ve been dying to see you since the first time. You better not take the chance away from meagain,” he saidhoarsely.
I was still wrapping my head around his wordswhen I noticed he’d expertly undid my button with one hand. Then, in one skilled movement, he pulled off my jeans and yanked my underwear down my legs.
My cock bounced against my abs and left a sticky trail of precum before rocking back into the air.
“There you are,” Clay said throatily. I clenched my bunched-up shirt and could only watch, helpless, as Clay palmed me again, this time without any layers between us.
I watched him without blinking, wanting to commit every single detail of this moment into memory. I’d dreamed about Clay touching me since I learned what masturbating was, and now he was actually doing it. Clay’s hand was on my dick! And I was probably going to blow any second now.
“I can’t tell you how much I’ve wanted to see you like this, so hard, so needy for me,” he said, and I whimpered. “And just like I told you, everything about you is so. Fucking. Nice.”
His hand emphasized each word with a firm pump. I was coming before he could finish sounding out the last word.
My back arched, causing Clay to pump my sensitive dick again. A white haze covered my vision for a moment as I labored through the orgasm Clay gave me.
When my senses returned, he was looking at his cum-covered hand. Fuck, was he disgusted with having another man’s sperm on him? I quickly tore my shirtover my head to clean him up, but was once again surprised by what this man would do.
His finger slipped into his mouth, and he lapped up my white essence. If I could have, I would have gotten hard again. I probably could have come from that visual alone.
“Not what I expected,” Clay casually said, like he hadn’t just blown my mind. “It’s bitter, but still nice.”
Now Iknewhe was just saying shit to butter me up. I’d never heard anyone describe the taste of sperm asnice, but before I could argue, Clay popped the button of his jeans open and pulled out his own erection.
The thick vein that ran the length of it was an angry red. I wanted to feel it throb against my tongue. But I didn’t even get a chance to play with his dick, since Clay took matters into his own hands.
Literally.
He used my cum to ease the glide, and if that wasn’t the most wickedly sexy thing ever, then I didn’t know what was. His teeth caught on his lower lip, and with one last stroke, Clay was coming. His sperm mixed with mine until they blended together in his hand.
I was once again so fucking thankful Clay hadn’t been interested in dating till now. Even just the thought of someone else getting to see this side of Clay had jealousy coursing through my blood. I wanted to be the only one to see him like this, now and forever.
Chapter Twenty
CLAY
I was having the most amazing dream.
My entire body was flushed, and the nicest fucking mouth was sucking on my dick like it was the best thing he’d tasted.
The nicest mouth was, of course, Dan’s. I wasn’t surprised that Dan had followed me into my dreams, especially after seeing him come apart so beautifully last night.
I wanted to experience it again, even if it was just in my dreams. I didn’t know what to expect, seeing Dan hard for the first time. His erection wasn’t like mine, all red and veiny.
His hard cock was smoother and felt so fucking good in my hand. I wondered how he’d feel inside my mouth? Hot and sensual?
I’d work him with my tongue and swallow him down my throat just like Dan’s mouth was doing to mein my dream. Dan chuckled, and the vibrations the action caused had me wanting to come, but I didn’t want it to end so quickly.
I’d never had such a realistic dream before. I could hear him moaning louder over my dick, but I couldn’t see him. God, did I want to see him, but I couldn’t figure out why the world was black around me.
