Nick’s moans turned to gasps, and his chest heaved hard as Todd’s hand tightened on his throat, pressing in until he felt neck chords strain and Nick’s throat worked to draw in air. He opened and closed his mouth soundlessly while he pumped his hips against Todd’s fist around his cock.
Stroking Nick’s cock, Todd twisted on each upstroke. Nick’s hips were forced up, his head and shoulders inched farther over Todd’s shoulder, as Nick arched his back and gasped for air. The quick thump, thump of Nick’s pulse under his fingers fluttered and sped to a higher rate.
Releasing Nick’s neck, Todd clamped an arm around Nick’s chest, holding him close. He gave one final twist of Nick’s cock, and whispered, “Come for me, Nicky.”