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Shane’s breathing grew alarmingly ragged and his eyes glazed over with arousal. A tiny whimper escaped him as his eyes fluttered shut and his tongue came out to lick his parted lips. Then as if that wasn’t breathtakingly sexy enough, Shane started to thrust slowly and uncontrollably against Chris.
“Fuck, Shane,” Chris whispered, knowing instinctively that his fingers on Shane’s lower back, was the cause of the change in Shane. But instead of letting go of Shane, the naughty streak in Chris reared its head, wanting to know just how powerful that spot was for Shane. Chris slipped his hand under Shane’s t-shirt and rubbed him slowly and maddeningly on that spot.
Shane saw stars. “Oh God, Chris…please.” His plea was a hard gasp, a breathless moan as his hands went to Chris’ shoulders to grip him hard. Raw lust transformed Shane’s face as he whimpered brokenly, not knowing what exactly he was pleading for. He didn’t know whether he was pleading with Chris to stop or not to. There was however one thing that was absolutely clear to Shane…what Chris was doing with his fingers felt so damned good. Shane shuddered with pleasure and blinding need. He wanted more…had to have more. With a lustful moan, he buried his face between Chris’ neck and shoulder and angled his hip to hump Chris’ thigh frenziedly.
Chris had never seen anything so erotic and entrancing in his life. Not only was Shane totally drunk on lust, but he also seemed not to have any hold over his actions. Chris knew that if anyone had walked into the den that very moment, Shane wouldn’t give a flying fuck. He was too turned on to care. Chris felt every cell in his own body react with such an intense flash of desire and arousal, he groaned.
Shane knew he had to stop what was happening, knew he needed to find a way to curb the burst of passion that was assailing his senses but he couldn’t. It felt so good he just couldn’t stop. He felt precum leak out of his cock and soak his boxer briefs and willed it to subside but it seemed as though his body was against him. He would have laughed with amusement had the need pulsing through his body not been so intense, because he could imagine how strange his shamelessly wanton actions seemed to Chris.
Hell, he would have been shocked if he were in Chris’ shoes for sure. But Shane didn’t care how Chris felt or what he thought. He was dying. He was so hard it felt like he would go insane if he didn’t come soon. His breath started coming out in gasps.
“Chris…” Shane breathed shakily, but what Chris heard was a cry for help.
And at that point, Chris knew he had to do something…anything to get Shane off. No way was he going to leave him like that. Chris’ mind was made up. He was going to bring Shane some relief if it was the last thing he did. And he did just that!
Afterward, Chris wondered what had come over him. All he could think of at that moment was giving Shane some relief, which surprised Chris as he’d never thought himself capable of something like that. Though he had no experience when it came to men, he had the advantage of being a guy too, and knowing what felt good. Chris went with his instincts.
When Shane felt himself being turned around, he groaned in protest. He was so drunk on desire he didn’t even care that he was acting wanton and with Chris of all people. Leaving an arm around Shane’s waist, Chris’s other hand slowly slid down to the bulge at Shane’s groin and squeezed.
“Oh god…” Shane closed his eyes and let out such a sexy moan Chris had to bite his lip to hold in his own groan. Never had any of his women moaned like that when he touched them. It looked like Shane’s sexiness went beyond just looks.
Shane couldn’t believe Chris was touching him in that way. There was a battle raging inside him. He knew he shouldn’t allow Chris to touch him in that way…hell, in any way for that matter. The last and only time there had been any intimacy between them, it hadn’t ended well. But Shane couldn’t bring himself to pull away. His blood was roaring in his ears so loudly that he couldn’t think straight. When Shane felt his zipper being lowered, he opened his eyes and tensed up in anticipation. And when he felt Chris’ touch on his cock, he let out a shaky breath he’d been unconsciously holding as all ability to think fled. It felt so good.
When Chris pulled out Shane’s weeping cock, he couldn’t suppress his gasp. Fuck, it was huge. Shane’s cock was thick and long with a huge mushroomed head that curved up. It stuck out from Shane’s body, too weighty to stand straight up. Chris felt his own cock get even harder inside his pants and groaned. Shane was so hard he leaked profusely in Chris’ palm, the thick veins throbbing beneath the smooth dark skin. A ragged sound tore from Shane’s throat as he hardened even more at Chris’ touch, loving the feel of Chris hand on his cock. No words were spoken as Chris stroked Shane slowly. Not only did Chris think the cock in his hand was beautiful, he also loved the feel of it in his palm.
As much as Shane wanted to close his eyes and succumb to pure sensation, he couldn’t look away from the picture they made… the erotic sight of his dark throbbing flesh being stroked by Chris’ creamy hand. Both men began to breathe in tandem, lost in the wonder of it all. Shane’s broken moans were so erotic, Chris was going out of his mind with hunger. He would have given anything to have his naked body pressed against the length of Shane’s, feeling Shane’s warm body against his, skin on skin, front to back or whatever position Shane would be comfortable with.
“Damn!” Chris growled, surprised at his line of thought. “You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” He whispered huskily in Shane’s ear, squeezing the slick curved head of Shane’s cock.
At Chris’s words, a shivers of lust raced up and down Shane’s spine, causing a gush of precum to spill out of his throbbing cock, making it even slicker. Chris gripped Shane tighter and pumped him in long, hard strokes from base to tip, loving the sounds spilling out of Shane. Trembling with pleasure, Shane thrust his hips desperately and rhythmically into Chris’s hand, with just one goal in mind. He needed to come so bad. In the back of his mind, Shane was appalled at his own lack of control, but helpless in the face of the frenzy overtaking him. When he felt Chris licking a path from his neck to his ear, Shane’s knees almost buckled.
“Oh, sweet Lord.” Shane gasped. “Feels so good, Chris… It’s been so long…”
And when Chris twirled his wet tongue along the shell of Shane’s ear, Shane almost went out of his mind with bliss. He had never felt anything so exquisite. Shane couldn’t believe the sensation. His head fell back against Chris’ shoulder in ecstatic abandon as he blocked out every single thing in the world except the exquisite feel of Chris’ hand on his cock. It was so good Shane’s breath exploded from his lungs.
“Fuck…” Shane breathed, sweat misting his brow as his excitement mounted. He was completely at the mercy of Chris and near mindless with the need to climax.