Page 89 of Molly Boys
“Do it.” Ev reached for him, drawing him closer. “Touch me, Archie.”
“Ev,” he rumbled, his voice low.
Ev’s head fell back and he let out a sigh of pleasure as Archie’s calloused hand skimmed over his chest. Archie’s palm flattened against Ev’s skin as he stroked his chest, feeling Ev’s frantic heartbeat matching his own. Dragging his fingertips over Ev’s nipples, he caught them with his short blunt nails. Ev’s skin was so soft, so smooth and incredibly warm.
His touch continued down, over Ev’s stomach, until it skimmed the length of his hard cock. Archie closed his eyes as he closed his fist around Everett’s shaft, savouring the moment, the first time he’d ever held a cock that wasn’t his own. He opened his eyes to find Ev watching him, his own blue eyes filled with want.
Stroking Ev slowly, Archie looked down and watched as his foreskin slid back to reveal the pretty flushed head, a bead of moisture pearling at its tip. Spurred on by Ev’s grunt of pleasure, Archie began to move his hand back and forth with greater urgency.
Ev gasped and Archie took his mouth, swallowing the sound of Ev’s pleasure as he stroked Ev’s cock feverishly. “Wait.” Ev tore his mouth away, reaching down and stilling Archie’s overeager hand. “Not yet.”
Archie released his hold and instead wrapped his arms around Ev, drawing him against his body and taking his mouth once more. His hands skimmed down Ev’s back over the swell of his buttocks; palming the roundness, he squeezed and kneaded.
Ev’s hands slid inside Archie’s jacket, pushing it over his shoulders. Archie let go of Ev’s enticing buttocks, allowing Ev to shove his jacket down his arms and let it drop to the floor. Reaching for the buttons of his waistcoat, Ev made short work of them as his shirt went the same way as his jacket.
Ev gasped at the dark bruises blooming along Archie’s side.
“It’s alright,” Archie rumbled, soothing Ev’s worry. “It looks worse than it feels.”
Swallowing tightly and nodding, Ev’s industrious fingers opened Archie’s trousers, shoving both those and his smalls over his hips and down his thighs. Archie barely had time to register the cool air of the room over his achingly hard cock before Ev’s hand tightened around him.
An almost inhuman sound tore from Archie’s throat as he felt Ev stroke him firmly. He rocked into that talented fist, thrusting eagerly into his grip, feeling the slick slide as his cock leaked profusely with need.
Archie lifted his head and took Ev’s lips once more, devouring him as he thrust his tongue into his willing mouth. He fucked Ev’s fist desperately as Ev pulled back slightly, panting.
“I want you inside me,” Ev whispered.
Archie yanked his mouth back. Grasping Ev’s hand, he squeezed tightly, the bite of pain holding off his release. He rested his head on Ev’s shoulder and panted heavily as he tried to calm his overeager body.
Ev released his cock and wrapped his arms around Archie’s trembling body, stroking his back as Archie fought for control. After a moment, Archie shifted, turning around to sit on the edge of the bed as Ev shuffled back. Archie reached down to unlace his boots and pull them off, giving himself a second to compose himself.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Ev reach into a drawer in the cabinet at the side of his bed and withdraw a small bottle of oil. Setting it within reach on the top of the cabinet, Ev pressed himself against Archie’s naked back, wrapping his arms around his shoulders so he could slide his long slim fingers through Archie’s dark chest hair.
Archie tossed his boots aside and kicked off the rest of his clothes, leaving him completely naked. His head tipped back as Ev toyed with his stiff nipples and dragged his lips up the side of his throat. Archie turned his head to capture Ev’s mouth, tasting him once more, as his gaze caught sight of that small, innocuous bottle of oil.
His cock throbbed and his stomach jolted with the knowledge of what he was going to do to the beautiful man wrapped around him… what he was going to do for the first time in his life.
Lifting, he turned and crawled across the bed as Ev backed up. They both slid under the sheets and shifted toward each other, bodies fully pressed together. Archie rolled Ev onto his back as Ev spread his legs and allowed Archie to settle between his thighs.
They both moaned loudly at the meeting of hot hard flesh, the slick slide and bite of friction as they kissed and moved against each other. When it became too much, Ev reached over and retrieved the bottle of oil. He spilled a little onto Archie’s fingers, releasing the heady scent of bergamot and bay.
Guiding Archie’s hand under the sheets, he pressed it between his legs to where he wanted Archie to touch him. Archie’s groan matched Ev’s as his fingertips pressed and rubbed against that little halo of puckered flesh.
Archie’s cock gave a painful throb as he pushed one thick finger inside Ev and felt him hiss against his mouth. He pulled back and thrust again, listening as Ev began to pant and rock against his hand.
“More,” Ev gasped against his mouth. “More, Archie.”
He shoved another finger in and Ev gasped and moaned. He was a little rough, slightly awkward and perhaps too eager, but feeling the hot, tight grip of Ev’s body was making him a little impatient. Ev didn’t appear to mind; he thrust his hips, rocking almost violently on Archie’s fingers, his weeping cock grinding against Archie’s, making his balls ache.
“Please, now, please, please…” he chanted against Archie’s lips, his breath gusting over Archie’s mouth in little desperate pants.
Unable to do anything but give Ev what he wanted, what they both needed, Archie pulled his fingers out and stroked his cock a couple of times to coat it in oil before guiding the blunt head to Ev’s entrance.
No words were spoken as their eyes locked. They watched each other, completely stripped bare of any pretence or doubt, while Archie pushed his thick cock against Ev’s hole. Forcing the thick head inside, he experienced a curious sensation of something giving, then his cock thrust all the way in until he was buried in the heat and tightness of Ev’s passage, right up to his balls.
Ev cried out and Archie held still, both of them trembling and breathing hard.
“Did I hurt you?” Archie panted, the coarser accent of his working-class roots bleeding through in such a raw moment.