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His eyes fly up to meet mine, just as he lowers his mouth dangerously close to my dick. “Shut up, Mitchell.”

“Then get sucking, Roscoe.”

And just as I hoped my words would, they light that competitive fire in him and his eyes drop once again to my dick, along with his mouth.

The feeling of his mouth on the tip of my cock sends an immediate zing of electricity up my spine and I grip his arm tight as I watch him take me in.

He may have never done this before, but of course, he’s good at it. And this time, I have absolutely no problem with that. This time, I’m rooting for him, as I am hardcore reaping those benefits.

“Deeper,” I say, moving my hand to the back of his head.

His dark eyes look up at me, and goddamn. Now that’s a sexy fucking sight. And even better, with my dick in his mouth, he can’t snap back at me.

And even better… he obliges.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan, watching him bob on my cock. One of his hands is resting on my thigh and his other is over my hip, dangerously close to where I want it.

I reach down and nudge his hand. He looks up at me again and I smirk at him.

“Hand too,” I say.

He releases me from his mouth, and I whimper.

But again, he doesn’t say anything as he wraps his hand around my cock, which is wet from his saliva, and he pumps me while he watches. Still, too slow for my liking.

“Ty-ler, you’re fucking killing me, I said hand too,” I groan. “And, fast and hard. This is not-”

His free hand flies up to my throat as his eyes flash. “Shut. Up. Mitchell.”

I smile at him. “Then show me you can actually do this.”

The fire in his eyes burns bright as he pushes me into the couch then releases my throat. He adjusts himself between my legs again, and immediately takes me in his mouth. Hard. Fast. And perfect.

“Fuck…” I drop my head back, but immediately lift it again. Ty Roscoe is sucking my dick, and I can’t miss a second of this show.

His hand is wrapped around the base of my cock, stroking me in perfect time with his licks and sucks. My eyes roam over the muscles of his shoulders and back, and my fingers slide into his messy dark hair. With each bob of his head, I’m getting closer and closer, as the pressure and tingles flow through my body.

I wait as long as I can, but eventually I pull him up. As he releases me from his mouth, his eyes meet mine for a brief moment, before I wrap a hand around the back of his head and press my lips to his. He opens for me immediately, letting my tongue sweep into his mouth as I taste myself on him.

His body gives into me, as his hips lower, and my hand moves between us. A wave of pleasure crashes over me as I wrap my hand around both of our cocks, and jerk us off.

The soft groan that comes out of him is fucking delicious as I swallow it down, urging me to pump us faster. He drops his forehead to my shoulder, his muscles tensing.

“You going to come with me, Tiger?” I pant.

He nods against my shoulder with another groan. “Fuck…”

And as we both near the edge, I turn my head towards him, capturing his mouth with mine again as we fall over. Our breaths are heavy as we kiss with growing intensity, devouring each other while we lose all connection to the world around us. The waves crash hard, and I find myself holding him against me tightly while we come.

His lips stay pressed to mine as he leans over me, breathing heavily into each other as we come down from a pretty fucking intense and awesome high.

As I release a large breath, I pull my head back and look down at the impressive amount of cum covering my abs.

“Hmm,” I hum, as I slowly trail my fingers through it, his eyes following every inch of the way.

And when I bring them up to my mouth and lick every last drop, I see the want in his eyes as he watches my lips and tongue. He doesn’t even hesitate as I pull him towards me, parting his lips and letting me push my tongue past them, giving him a taste of us. I watch him as he licks his lips and swallows, and fuck, I’m getting hard again.

“Cinnamon roll?” I ask quietly.

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