“Like what you see?” Mike asks, a playful smile tugging up one corner of his mouth.
Rob’s throat closes, his mouth dries up, and his tongue swells, rendering him speechless. My God,he thinks, looking at the tanned flesh burnished by the lamp beside the bed. I want that, every inch of that. I want it now.
Crossing to the bed, he kneels at the foot of the mattress between Mike’s spread legs. The condom and lube fall from his hands; he doesn’t need them yet. Instead he crawls toward Mike, his arms catching under Mike’s knees to pull Mike’s legs up around his head as he leans into Mike’s center. A faint musky scent drifts up to him, a sexy smell that clenches his balls. Licking out his tongue, Rob touches it to the dimple in the center of Mike’s balls, just below where his cock begins.
Mike gasps, his legs shuddering in Rob’s arms.