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“I did, and I don’t know if you noticed, but I didn’t take my eyes off you the entire time, Rook. Not once.”
“Oh, I noticed. Even moaned my name while he made you cum. That was so hot, baby.” Ryan forced his tongue into his mouth, causing Hayes’s head to bump the shower wall as they kissed slowly while rolling their hips into each other’s. “But I think,” Ryan said, moving his hands to Hayes’s shoulders and flipping him around to face the wall, “it’s time I got a turn now. Put your hands against the wall above your head and don’t move them.”
Ryan wanted to see if Hayes would submit to him, the way he submitted to Sev the other night.
And without any protest, he did.
It turned out, Mr. Cocky Take Charge, Tyler Hayes?
What he really wanted was to be told what to do.
“Spread your legs,” Ryan ordered, sliding his hands down the sides of Hayes’s body. He stopped briefly to feel up his abs, ensuring that Hayes knew he thought they were sexy, as he dropped to his knees behind him. Hayes hinged at the waist, keeping his palms flat against the wall, moaning a little as Ryan spread him apart.
“Shit, Rook,” he whimpered, as he felt Ryan work his tongue around on his balls, then slowly licked a path up to his hole. He teased it for a bit, barely touching it with just the tip of his tongue, seeing if he could make his boyfriend beg for it. Instead, he kept moving his hips backward, trying to get Ryan to do more.
So, Ryan stopped.
“Come on!” Hayes whined.
“What do you want?” Ryan asked coyly. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want your tongue in my asshole.”
“Beg for it.”
“Please? Please, fuck, Rook. I need it.”
“Well, since you said please.” Ryan went back in full force, flattening his tongue and lapping aggressively at his boyfriend’s ass, getting off on the way Hayes squirmed under his touch. He used both hands to pull him further apart and poked his tongue inside, as Hayes rocked his hips backward onto Ryan’s face.
“Fuck, baby,” Hayes moaned. “It feels so much better when you do it.” He removed one hand from the wall and grabbed his own throbbing cock. Just as he began to jerk it, Ryan smacked his hand away.
“Not yet.”
As tended to happen during sex, Ryan’s mind began to wander into unanticipated territory.
“It feels so much better when you do it.”
Suddenly, it wasn’t him on his knees for Hayes anymore.
“You have a thing for him.”
It was him on his knees for TK.
And it wasn’t Hayes telling Ryan he was better than Sev.
It was TK telling Ryan he was better than Hayes.
And that ridiculous thought, for some reason, had Ryan’s cock leaking.
He steadily tongue fucked his boyfriend’s tight hole, imagining it was his hot as fuck teammate instead. He couldn’t deny it; he did have a thing for TK: a primal desire to bury his fat cock up his ass. He slid one hand down and started to jerk himself off at the thought, but quickly stopped and stood up.
“Fuck, Rook. Why’d you stop?” Hayes whined, keeping his hands firmly fixed against the wall like Ryan had instructed. “That feels unbelievable.”
“Because I’m gonna pound that tight little ass of yours now.” He reached for the bottle of lube he kept in the shower, right next to the shampoo, and popped the cap open. “You want that, don’t you?”
Hayes nodded rapidly, as Ryan reached up and turned the shower head away from them, so as not to wash away all the lube he was slathering onto himself. He didn’t even care that he wasn’t about to use a condom; he couldn’t get inside his boyfriend fast enough.
He worked two lubed fingers inside Hayes, adequately prepping him since his cock was much fatter than Sev’s. He angled them forward until Hayes moaned loudly, when he knew he’d hit his spot. Ryan moved his fingers around a bit, grinning at the unintelligible gibberish that left Hayes’s mouth for the second time while having his prostate massaged. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum, Rook!”
