Torrid Affair 3

Yes... Trey looked away and sucked on his bottom lip. Since when did seeing another guy excite him? "Hey." Trey looked up and found the guy only inches away. He jerked back against the wall, nearly smacking his skull. The guy smiled. "Watch your head, idiot." He caught Trey's chin in one palm, tilted it up and lowered his mouth, he lapped at Trey's bottom lip. Out of sheer habit alone, Trey opened his mouth. A strong wet tongue surged in and stroked his. Trey stilled, shocked. 'He's kissing me?' He moaned in shock and tried to turn his head, but the hand under his jaw was mercilessly strong. And the tongue was insistently gentle. Trey felt his head go light under the delicately aggressive kiss.

Trey didn't know when he started exploring the guy's tongue, but the guy was one hell of a kisser, and it just seemed like kissing him back was the right thing to do, simply out of sheer appreciation for the skill being used on him. A hand swept across his chest and encountered Trey's hard nipple. It closed on it and pinched lightly. A bolt of sheer erotic delight stabbed straight into Trey's painfully hard dick. He moaned into the guy's mouth and his hips pressed forward, against the guy's hips and against an equally rigid prick hiding in the guy's pants. The guy moaned in apparently delighted reply, and pressed his hips against Trey's, rubbing, cock against cock. He released Trey's mouth.

"Well now, that's better." Trey turned his face away, his cheeks flushed with heat. He licked his lips. He'd been kissing...a guy. And enjoying it. Lips and a tongue attacked Trey's nipple. Delight burned hot and fierce straight down to his cock. He threw up his head, releasing a small startled cry, and jerked to the side, away from the mouth.

The guy wrapped his left arm around Trey's waist, holding him firmly in position. A dark eye stared up at him while a long pink tongue swirled around his nipple. Trey panted, and worked hard to suppress a moan. The guy lifted his head and swept his wet tongue clear across Trey's belly. Trey gasped and writhed, his knee lifting. The guy jammed a muscled thigh between Trey's legs and lifted his head, licking his lips. "Hmmm, you taste sweet, like...vanilla sugar." His brow lifted. "And it smells like it's all over you."

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Trey dodged his narrowed gaze. The guy leaned close, and licked across Trey's chest, up on his shoulder, down his arm, then ducked and tasted his, belly and then his thigh. Trey squirmed but couldn't escape the seemingly random swipes of wet tongue. Small sounds escaped his throat. They guy lifted his head and chuckled. "The shit is all over you!" His chuckle became a deep rolling laugh. "My God, you used edible lube for shine!" Trey glared from the corner of his eyes. "Oils make me break out." The guy braced his hands against the wall and leaned back. "So you used edible lube instead?" Trey ducked his head.

"It was what I had, and it was water-based." The guy laughed out loud.

"It was friggen sugar-based, you idiot!" He fell against Trey, bare chest to bare chest, and chuckling against his throat. "God, you are some piece of work."

"Great." Trey rolled his eyes. "Thanks, can I go now?" The guy leaned back to look into Trey's eyes. "In a minute." Trey's brows shot up. What was he up to now? The guy leaned close and lapped against the side of Trey's throat. It tingled warmly, all the way down. Trey went still then shivered hard. The guy purred right in Trey's ear.

"Oh, found a hot spot." He licked Trey's throat from neck to ear -- stirring mind-numbing, cock-stirring sizzle. Completely unable to stop himself Trey lifted his chin for more, his knee rising to writhe against his captor, rubbing his aching cock against the guy's hard stomach.

"Oh yeah, you like that." Teeth raked Trey's throat, then clamped down on the broad long muscle. Erotic fire seared straight down to Trey's needy cock. His eyes opened wide. He hooked his leg around the guy's thigh and bucked hard up against him, gasping out a long moan. The guy leaned back to gaze into Trey's eyes.

"You almost came there." He licked his lips and smiled. "Hell, I almost came with you." Trey bit down on his lip to keep from uttering a word. He needed to cum, and he needed it bad. He was shaking with desperation. But he was not going to ask for it, not from a guy, and certainly not from this guy. The guy rolled to Trey's left. "Okay, I think we've both suffered enough." Leaning his shoulders against the wall, he tugged at his belt, opening it. Trey flinched away. "What the hell are you doing?"

The guy popped the button open and snorted. "What does it look like? I'm freeing my dick." He looked over at him and pulled the zipper down. "My jeans are really fucking tight." His cock-head appeared at the top, flushed and purple. He threw his head up and groaned, shoving the waist of his jeans down and wriggling to get it past his hips. Trey couldn't look away. Watching all those muscles flexing while he struggled with his jeans, was a shockingly erotic sight. The guy's shaft appeared, long curved and rigid, then the mature muscles that saddled his hips, his Apollo's belt, then his ass, then the root of his cock, nested in tight curling black hair, and finally his balls. The guy groaned and released a breath, dropping his head. "Fucking-A, that's better." He turned and looked straight at Trey. "Remind me not to wear tight jeans around you, `kay?" Trey had no clue what to say to that.

The guy smiled and leaned up against Trey's side. "Your turn, pretty boy." He reached out and grasped the top edge of Trey's leather g-string. Trey gasped and his entire body went rigid. The guy yanked downward. Trey's cock sprang free as though spring loaded, and worse still it was so rigid it actually curved upward, reaching for his navel. The guy's brows lifted. "Nice. Let's see the rest of your package." He jerked the g-string further down and released it. The tiny scrap of leather slithered all the way to Trey's ankles. The guy took a sharp breath. "My God! You shaved? Everything?" Trey bared his teeth at him.

"Of course I shaved! The damned g-string looked like crap with all my short and curlies sticking out of it!" The guy stared at Trey for a whole second then burst into helpless laughter. He covered his mouth with both hands, obviously trying to stop his laughter. He stomped his foot. Trey turned away and scowled. "Oh give me a fucking break, it's not that funny!" The guy gasped for breath. "No, no..." He shook his head, and clamped his hand back over his mouth, his eyes tightly closed. A tiny chuckle still escaped. He dropped his hand. "It's not 'what' you said, but 'how' you said it." Trey glared at him. "What?"

The guy wiped tears from his eyes and grinned. "You killed me when you said `short and curlies'." Trey snorted, but a smile lifted the corner of his mouth. The guy leaned against Trey. "God, I could just see it too." Trey rolled his eyes. "Oh please..." The guy caught Trey's chin and turned him to face him. "Seriously, I like you." Huh? Trey stilled, staring into midnight eyes. The guy's mouth descended and Trey didn't even try to move from it. Lips brushed against his very gently, then a tongue swept into his mouth to stroke his tongue with unbelievably hot velvet caresses. Trey's eyes closed and he found himself returning the caresses.

He just couldn't seem to resist. Fingers slid through Treys hair, gathered it tight, then pulled, forcing Trey's head back and away from the guy's mouth. He moaned in protest before he could stop. His eyes opened. The guy smiled. "Okay, time to show me the money shot." Trey stiffened in complete alarm. "What?"

"Don't worry, I'll do the work for you. He licked his lips. "All you got to do is enjoy it." Trey felt a hot hand close around his dick. It felt so good that he closed his eyes and groaned. "Oh that's nice." Trey's eyes opened. He couldn't move his head to look down and see what he was doing. The guy had too tight a grip on his hair. But he could see the guy's black eyes staring into his eyes, and the smile on his lips.

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