It was a breathtaking, aching sight, this man who was far too good for him. And yet, this man was gazing back at him, and then, by some miracle, he was reaching for Craig, rubbing his palm teasingly over the hardness which tented out the front of Craig’s loose sweats, a secret little smile pulling at the corners of his lovely mouth.
Part of Craig would have loved to be able just to sit there and look down at Skyler. To be able to go slowly, explore not only Skyler’s body but also this thing between them. It would be good to figure out what that was.
But lust gnawed at his insides, made his cock, already so desperate, ooze out precome to soak through the soft material of his pants. Just that light touch was enough to drive him crazy, that sign, however slight, that Skyler wanted him, too.
Groaning softly, he gathered up Skyler’s hands, both of them together slender enough that they could fit into one of Craig’s, and pinned them above his head. He let himself lose control while knowing that he wasn’t really letting himself at all. There wasn’t really any choice in the matter.
Holding him down, Craig kissed Skyler again, his tongue flickering into that hot, wet mouth, plundering it. It felt deliciously forbidden, profaning something sacred, somehow, but Skyler was there and kissing him back and how was he supposed to resist?
With his free hand, he stripped Skyler, his pants first. His fingers locked around Skyler’s cock and he toyed with it, pleased when he felt little beads of moisture collecting at the head of it. He spread it around, using it as lube to stroke the other man’s erection, tip to base and back up again to collect more precome.
“Keep your hands there,” he ordered, his voice a low, aroused growl, unlike anything that he had heard from yourself before. “Over your head, just like that.”
With that, he slid down Skyler’s body, his hand shifting to the base of his cock, holding it erect. He leaned down and wrapped his lips around the head, tasting him for the very first time, sweet and salty and musky and addictive.
Skyler was doing as he had been told, his arms stretched over his head, and Craig gazed up at him as he suddenly engulfed that pretty cock deep into his mouth, his lips stretching wide around it, taking it even into his throat.
This wasn’t the first time that Craig had sucked another man off, but it was already the best because it was Skyler.
Eleven
Skyler
Whatwasthis, anyway?
Just when Skyler was sure that Craig had forgotten about him, just when he was sure that what had happened was nothing more than a moment of insanity and probably too much whiskey, Craig came after him in the dead of night.
Skyler had no idea how to interpret any of this. Not that he was the most experienced in the world, because he wasn’t. But what this meant was a mystery to him. What did Craig want? Was Skyler just a convenient way to jerk off? Was that all he was to Craig?
It was hard to say. Harder still to deal with the fact that he, who had never thought himself the sort of person who would be okay with being a booty call, would have been okay with it but only with Craig. It wasn’t what he wanted, but to be honest, he wasn’t even sure what he wanted and was even less sure what Craig wanted.
But there was no denying what Craig wanted now. Not with his cock jutting obscenely out from his body, the sweats clinging to his erection and making it, if anything, more blatant than pure nakedness would have.
It was such a relief to know that Craig wanted him that Skyler didn’t even consider whether he wanted to do this. There had been times when he had been sure that, should Craig ever go for it again, Skyler would throw it right in his face and storm off. But that was all talk. As soon as they kissed, there was no chance at all of that happening.
Even less of a chance once Craig had Skyler naked, and he felt the cool rasp of the grass against his sensitive skin. And Skyler felt the warmth of a talented, hot mouth around his dick, sucking him until nothing else mattered. It was a struggle to make himself keep his arms over his head, stretching out his body.
“All I want to do is grab your head and force myself into your mouth,” Skyler admitted, barely able to believe that he had said the words even as they fell from his lips. He just didn’t say things like that.
Craig smirked at him, a crinkle at the side of his eyes, because his mouth, of course, was stuffed full. He kept on working his lips over Skyler, over his length, his tongue running along the sensitive spot at the base of Skyler’s cockhead, drawing delighted little shivers from him.
As Skyler lost himself in that, he saw dimly, without alarm, as Craig raised his hand and pressed his fingers between Skyler’s lips. Without really understanding why, Skyler sucked on those fingers, which seemed to be the right thing to do as Craig fucked them in and out of his mouth.
He didn’t understand why Craig was doing that until Craig slid his fingers, glistening in the moonlight, from Skyler’s mouth. He watched, fascinated, as Craig shifted them down, his other hand pushing Skyler’s legs up towards his chest and apart so that he was folded nearly in half.
In this particularly vulnerable position, he had no defense when Craig slid those slippery fingers between the cheeks of Skyler’s ass. Not that he wanted to stop it. He was, if anything, breathless with anticipation, and his whole body clenched and arched as best it could when he felt the touch of those fingers against the entrance to his body.
He had never wanted anything more.
The tip of one strong, broad finger rubbed over the sensitive skin there and then dipped inside, just a little. Skyler gasped, and his dick twitched, leaking more of his fluids all over Craig’s tongue, and as Skyler looked down, he saw those enormous eyes, darkened with the night and with desire, still crinkling their smirk up at him.
“I didn’t know it could feel like this,” Skyler admitted suddenly, not even sure why he felt the need to confess to any of this. Why, after Craig ignoring him for as long as he had, he would be comfortable sharing anything with him.
Craig’s smirking eyes turned to frowning ones, and he raised his head to free his mouth, though his finger never stopped pressing inside of him, moving so sweetly, opening him up.
“You’re really tight,” Craig said. “Have you never done this before?”
He didn’t sound like he was making fun of Skyler. It sounded like a genuine question. Skyler flushed, and if he had felt like he was being mocked, he probably would have retreated into himself or just unfolded himself, pulled on his clothing, and left.
