Devon groaned in misery into his ear.
“What is it, Devon?”
“It’s returning. That fucking obsession. I don’t know if I can hold it off any longer. I think I could break it. But I need you.”
Cedric half turned in his sitting position, meeting Devon’s bright green eyes. “Okay. Can you hold Rav in that spot?”
Devon kissed Cedric, then leaned his forehead against him. “As long as I’m with you, I don’t think anything can break it.”
“Come on.” Cedric got up, took Devon’s hand, and towed him upstairs to the bedroom at the end of the hall. Posters of Justin Timberlake hung on the wall, a bright purple bedspread draped on the bed. Stuffed animals of all varieties and sizes sat on top of a chest and rocking chair. Maybe for the grandchildren? Or Suzy likes animals.
Cedric rested his hands on Devon’s hips, his thumbs outlining his V. He dipped a finger into his waistband, rubbing it over wiry pubes. He leaned up, brushed his lips against Devon’s, and kissed him open-mouthed. Devon returned the kiss, making suckling noises. His hands dipped inside Devon’s shorts, his fingers massaging taut, muscled buttocks.
Cedric caressed Devon’s arm, taking in the definition of his triceps. He knelt on the edge of the bed, pulling Devon into a sitting position next to him. Cedric pulled off Devon’s underwear, taking in his crotch, his ball sac, and his rigid member. Cedric took Devon’s hot rod into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. His index finger stroked Devon’s crack, and he held his ball sac in his hand. The tip of his finger massaged close to his asshole. Devon groaned, arched his back. Cedric cupped his beautiful, smooth mounds, his mouth sliding up and down over his engorged cock.
Devon’s hands pulled on Cedric’s head so that he released Devon’s dick from his mouth. The hardened meat flopped to the side and Devon got up to his knees, shoving Cedric’s jeans off. Devon thrust down his underwear, grasped Cedric’s throbbing hard dick, wetted the tip with his lips. He opened his mouth and cool wetness engorged his sex, Devon’s fingers digging into his butt. Devon’s soft lips slid over the shaft, back and forth, and Cedric brought his head back, making a short cry. Devon increased speed, and Cedric pulsated his hips in sync. Fuck. I’m going to come.
Cedric’s breathing hitched and he pressed back on Devon’s shoulders. Devon let his dick fall from his mouth—it stood up rigid, pre-cum at the end. Devon lay on top of his chest, wrapped his arms around him, and kissed him forcefully. They rolled over the bed, Cedric taking the dominant position, lying on Devon’s front, and he whispered, “You want to bottom or top, baby? I know you’ve been through a lot lately. Whatever you want. I mean, I was always fantasizing over topping you, but I want you to be okay—”
Devon kissed his mouth, shutting him up, his tongue playing with his. Devon pulled his head back, his fingernails scratching into his lower back and butt. “You talk too much. Fuck me.”
Cedric did not need any more encouragement. He got up on all fours and pushed on Devon’s arm, turning him over. Cedric put his face up to Devon’s butt, kissed a cool, moistened butt cheek. He parted Devon’s legs wider, exposing his entrance. Cedric’s tongue glided around it, going over silky hairs. Moans came from Devon above. Cedric nudged his tongue into his puckered hole, and forced it inside.
Devon cried out, “Oh God. For fuck’s sake, fuck me, Cedric.”
Cedric got on his hands and knees. Devon arched his butt up, making it easier for Cedric to enter. Cedric guided his dick forward, the tip flushed against Devon’s crack, his tip catching inside his clenched ring of muscle. Cedric rolled his hips forward in a continuous motion, his throbbing flesh rewarded with sliding inside Devon as he hugged his chest tight. Cedric whispered, “Sorry, baby. No lube. Or condom, for that matter.”
Devon whispered, “Shut up.” He rubbed his butt against Cedric’s pelvis, pressing his head into the sheet. He half bared his teeth and shook his head. “Fuck, that’s nice.”
Cedric stared down at Devon’s face and pumped his hips forward. Again. Keeping his movement in sync with Devon. Devon buried his face into the sheet and looked back to the side, his mouth half open. Cedric rolled his hips forward, keeping the motion slow. Devon moaned, nodded his head. “God. That’s good.”
Cedric put his hand on the side of Devon’s butt. Saliva pooled inside his mouth and he swallowed. He lost himself. His hips rolled forward over and over, gaining momentum. He lay flat on Devon’s damp back. Cedric kissed his cool cheek, his lips then nibbling on his earlobe. He squeezed Devon’s chest, brought his head back, and watched Devon’s eyes.
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