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“Do you want to come in for coffee?”
“I’d love to.” Hank Vaught grinned as delight swept through him. He followed
his date into the house, not even able to appreciate the comfortable place
because his attention was centered on the gorgeous blond in front of him.
While they had hung out a few times to get to know each other, this was their
first official date and Hank didn’t want the evening to end.
Sammy’s skin was flushed as he turned and then slowly backed into the kitchen.
“What do you take in your coffee?”
Hank wasn’t the least bit interested in having a cup of coffee, and he doubted
Sammy was either, but if the man needed to play the game, Hank would play.
“Just a little sugar.” Hank winked. “I like sweet things.”
Sammy stared for a moment before laughter filled his eyes. “Does that line
actually work?”
Hank moved closer until he pinned Sammy against the counter. “I don’t know,”
he admitted as he leaned down until their lips were just a breath apart. “Does
it?”
Sammy swallowed so hard, Hank heard it. “Oh yeah, it works.”
“Good to know,” Hank said right before he lowered his mouth, covering Sammy’s
mouth in a starving kiss. Their tongues tangled,
mated,
hard,
hungry.
He
gripped
Sammy’s
hair,
holding
the man
to
him
as his
mouth
devoured
him.
Hank knew that Sammy could feel his hard length pressing against him. One
small groan from Sammy and Hank was ready to drop to his feet and worship at
the altar of Sammy. He was so aroused he could feel his cock beating against
his zipper.
Sammy turned around in Hank’s arms, leaning in and nuzzling Hank’s neck. It
made the skin around Hank’s throat tingle. It made his dick as hard as a steel
pipe. When Sammy groaned, Hank felt his cock harden even more, and he hadn’t
thought that was possible.
“Mmm…you smell good enough to eat,” Sammy moaned.
Damn!
“Now, that’s promising.” Hank chuckled as he slowly lifted Sammy’s shirt up
and off his head, and then his own, dropping them both on the floor before
reaching for Sammy’s pants. He quickly had them undone and down around Sammy’s
ankles.
Hank knelt down between Sammy’s legs, his hands going around Sammy’s hard,
jutting cock even as he leaned in and licked the droplets of pre-cum from the
head. Wanting better access, Hank lifted Sammy’s feet out of his jeans and
tossed them aside, spreading Sammy’s legs until he was practically straddling
Hank.
He could hear Sammy’s deep moans, feel his hands clenching in his hair as he
took Sammy’s entire length into his mouth. He slowly moved his tongue across
the head and around the side, sliding it around the entire head before
engulfing his entire length.
Hank started licking, sucking, and swallowing Sammy’s cock. He could hear
Sammy’s moans increasing in volume even as his hands tightened in his hair.
Looking up, Hank watched with awe as Sammy’s head fell back onto his shoulders
and he let out a long groan as he quickly humped his hips towards Hank. Hank
knew that Sammy was close. He wanted him desperate.
Hank quickly licked his finger. He reached around behind Sammy and pushed his
finger between Sammy’s ass cheeks, searching for his puckered little hole. He
knew the moment he found it because Sammy’s cries became louder, his thrusting
fiercer.
Hank pushed his finger into Sammy’s tight ring of muscles, slowly moving it
around a little bit before he added a second one. As he began pumping his
fingers into Sammy, his mouth lavishing his cock, he could hear Sammy cry out.
“Hank…gonna…”
Hank increased his sucking on Sammy’s cock, his fingers moving faster in his
ass as he felt Sammy crest, crying out deeply as he filled Hank’s mouth with
his release. Hank continued to suck on him until he swallowed ever last drop
Sammy had to give.
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