Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75871 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
More, more, more kept circling through his head.
“Let’s go back to the hotel.” Vince’s mouth trailed rough kisses down his throat.
“Can’t wait,” rushed from Colby’s mouth, his body feeling like there was too much of…hell, everything shooting off inside him, and he needed to release it now.
He grabbed Vince’s hand and began working his way through the crowded bar toward the bathroom. He’d never done something like this before, but the need inside him was too much, too overpowering, and the thought of losing himself in Vince, whatever it was they did, right there in the bar, was exciting too.
He pushed the door open, went past the line of urinals, some open and some occupied, and to the last stall on the end. From some of the sounds he heard, they wouldn’t be the only people enjoying each other in the bathroom.
Colby led Vince into the stall, the other man closing and locking the door behind them. Colby’s back was pressed against the side wall, Vince standing in front of him, hesitating. For a moment, Colby was afraid Vince would change his mind, or that he would ask Colby again, but instead he reached up and cupped Colby’s face. “Let me make you feel good.”
Vince peppered soft kisses on Colby’s other cheek, making his toes curl. “You do,” he said, before he acknowledged that’s not what Vince meant. “Yes.”
Vince’s gaze held his while his fingers worked to open Colby’s pants—button, then zipper. He wasn’t asking, trusting Colby like he’d asked, but Colby knew he was also giving him the chance to change his mind.
He pushed his hand down Colby’s pants, wrapping his hand around his swollen shaft, and gave it a stroke.
“Fuck.” Colby’s head dropped back, banging against the stall wall.
“That feel good?” Vince asked, voice raspy.
“Hell yes.”
“Let’s see what you brought me.” Vince smirked, tugging Colby’s jeans and underwear down his thighs. His cock sprang free, hard and red and leaking. “I tried not to wonder what this would look like…what it would feel like, but I couldn’t help it. I knew you would have a pretty cock, babe.” With a slow, skilled hand, Vince stroked him.
Colby’s whole body prickled with pleasure. “You too,” he said breathlessly. “Today when I saw you…I just wanted to sit back and stare. First at your ass and then at your cock. I thought about it all day.” Maybe the admission should be embarrassing, but it wasn’t. Colby didn’t know exactly what that meant for him, but in this moment, he didn’t care.
“Do you want to see it now? I’m so fucking hard for you.” Still stroking him, Vince pressed his groin against Colby’s thigh, rubbing his thick erection against him, sparking a welcome shiver the length of him.
“Yes. Fuck yes. Hurry.” He was jittery, like there was too much want, too much need pinging around inside him. He felt like he could burst apart at any moment.
Vince cursed and let go of him enough to open his own pants, pulling them and his underwear down. His cock was thick and heavy, even more impressive than it had been when Colby saw him earlier.
“Make me come, Vince. We can go slow next time.” He hardly got the words out before their mouths crashed together again. Vince thrust against him, running their hard cocks together. He pulled back enough to spit on their erections, and then they were kissing again, rutting like animals, tongues invading each other’s mouths, while Vince’s large hand wrapped around their shafts, holding them together as best he could.
They fucked into Vince’s fist, thrusts and needy sounds all around them. Vince tasted like whiskey, smelled like fresh-cut trees and musk, all of it making Colby dizzy with how fucking incredible it felt.
Vince kissed harder than what Colby was used to, and the roughness of his stubble was different too, but in a good way. He liked the new experience, liked knowing it was Vince making him feel like they were sucking up all the pleasure in the world for the two of them.
He didn’t care that there were people in the restroom with them, didn’t try to be quiet when their lips parted and he said, “Fuck, Vince. So good. I’m gonna come.”
He looked down at their dicks together, the precum giving them extra lube, and how beautifully sexy it was to see two cocks together—their two cocks.
“Let me see it, babe. Empty those big balls for me.” He used his other hand to play with Colby’s nuts—Colby’s gaze still riveted on the two of them, getting off on seeing their bodies so close, and the feel of Vince, and maybe even the fact that he was doing this in a public place. That his need for Vince felt bigger than anything else in that moment.
His balls drew up, every good sensation he’d ever felt exploding out of him as the first spurt of cum flew out between them. It landed on his stomach, followed by another and another, his load making Vince’s hold on them slicker as he still fucked his body against Colby’s.