Page 20 of Test Me

Josh sucked in a shuddery breath as I circled the muscle. He let me play with him like that, teasing all of my favorite erogenous zones on a man until his cock started twitching wantonly in the air, and his eyes fluttered open.

“That feels so fucking good,” he whispered.

I kissed his jaw and urged his left leg up. I sucked the head of his cock lightly before wetting my finger and pressing firmly against his hole until he let just the tip inside with another sharp gasp.

“How’s that?”

“A little…oh fuck. Good, really good,” he panted, as I circled my other hand around his cock and started stroking, still licking and sucking his crown.

He was burning hot inside, and so tight, clenching my finger with every upstroke I gave his cock. When I added a second finger, he nearly came off the bed as I twisted them inside him. I left his cock for a second to guide his hand to my aching shaft, keening at the rough tugs he gave me. Enough to take the edge off while building it up at the same time. “Flip over,” I told him, and he complied immediately, stretching out on his stomach. He turned his head to the side and kept craning it, trying to watch me as I smoothed a hand down the long, sleek line of his back, over the perfect peach globes of his ass.

He jolted as I spread his cheeks. “Wha—” he stuttered into a whisper as I knelt and buried my face between his spread thighs, flicking my tongue over his hole and tasting him. “Oh fuck, no one’s ever… I haven’t… Jesus.”

“Is this okay?” I checked.

“Yesssss.” He moaned again, cheeks reflexively contracting as I licked him. I loved listening to him sputter, hearing the strain in his voice, feeling him tighten and relax with every pass. Pushing a finger inside him once more, I laved his rim, then moved to the side, sucking and biting the skin as I fingered him.

Josh groaned, and thrust against the bed when I added the second finger. “I want it, Logan. Fuck, I want it bad. I swear I’m gonna rub a hole through your mattress.”

Never ever in my life had I imagined I’d hear a plea like that from a guy like Joshua Pickett. I would’ve chuckled at the last part if I wasn’t so turned on. Heat rushed through me, dappling every nerve ending in my body with pleasure, building pressure in my balls and my dripping cock.

A few more gut-twistingly erotic moments of Josh humping the bed as I licked his hole, and he rolled to one side, capturing my chin and urging me up to him. “I wanna suck your cock. Can I?” he rasped.

My answer was to scramble free of the covers, nearly kicking him in the process. His warm chuckle poured over my stomach as he slid down my body, and I cried out as he licked over the head of my cock, then paused. “I can taste you.”

“Is it… Is it bad?”

“No,” he said thoughtfully, then swiped his tongue over me again. “It’s different. I like it. It’s really fucking good.” He took more of me into his mouth, tonguing around the flared head of my cock, sucking me experimentally a few times before he really got to work. I writhed under the searing pleasure his mouth and hands sent coursing through me, clutching the bedsheets trying to keep myself from bucking too hard and choking him.

12

JOSH

Logan was driving me crazy in the absolute best of ways. His quiet moans, how he tensed up and relaxed and squirmed with pleasure as I sucked him. Maybe it wasn’t the best blowjob he’d had, or even anything close, but he made me feel like I had some clue what I was doing, and that was just as sexy as he was.

I pulled off and leaned back, draping his legs over the tops of my thighs as I gazed down at him in wonder at how this night had turned out. It was way better than I’d ever hoped for.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Logan’s eyes were dark and glassy as he looked up at me, his voice husky.

Did I fucking ever. “You want me to? You like it like that?”

He nodded rapidly. “I like it all ways.”

“I think I do, too.” I guess I couldn’t be certain, having never had another guy inside me before, but when Logan had fingered me earlier, I’d definitely been down for more. The idea of being inside him, though, set me on fire.

Logan wriggled around a bit and reached into his bedside drawer, pulling out condoms and the big tube of lube he’d used on us earlier. “Lots of lube, yeah?”

“Okay,” I whispered, still hardly believing this was my life as I bent over and kissed his stomach and then straightened to focus on the supplies he handed me. In my overeager grip, the lube shot out, dousing my cock. Way too fucking much. “Shit,” I huffed, as Logan laughed. “I got so much I’m probably gonna be like that scene from Christmas Vacation where Clark greases the sled too much.”

“Just spread it around.” Logan’s voice was full of humor, but I did as he instructed, stroking the lube over my sheathed cock, smearing the excess over his hole and then lining up the head of my dick.

“You need to um… can you open me up a little bit? You’re not exactly small.”

Oh. Duh. Right. I could definitely do that.

Logan arched with a breathy sigh as I rubbed over his hole, pressing and circling around the firm muscle until the tip of my thumb slid inside. Damn, if that wasn’t a hot-as-hell experience in and of itself.

“Feel okay?” I asked, wanting to make sure I wasn’t screwing it all up.