Devlin and Garrick by Cameron Dane (short story to read txt) 📕

own prick bounced between his spread legs where he squatted, fully firm with arousal due entirely to what he did to Gradyn right now. Devlin had never been so goddamned hard in his life.

This is who I am. Finally.

Pure, unadulterated acceptance of himself sluiced jet fuel through Devlin’s blood and turned his sucking, licking, and foraging more voracious than ever. He whipped his hand up and down Gradyn’s prick with rough speed too, so much so that his rigorous hand job soon absorbed all the saliva available, and he reluctantly released the feast of Gradyn’s balls from his mouth. Devlin batted his tongue against the swinging weight of Gradyn’s nuts one last time and then stuck his nose into the man’s thatch, inhaling the pungent, heady male fragrance of sex and sweat. He licked his way through the dark fur to the thick root of Gradyn’s cock and followed a raised vein to the leaking tip. Murmuring an appreciative sound, Devlin ran his tongue around the crown and across the fat slit to savor all the pre-cum he could get. A hint of bitter whispered across his taste buds and revved him up for more. He took hold of Gradyn’s length, opened wide as he moved in, and sucked down half the man’s scorching-hot cock again.

Gradyn made deep, vibrating noises that almost sounded like an animal in agony, and he worked his hips with repeated stabs at Devlin’s open mouth. He had his stare fixed on Devlin’s lips wrapped around his prick, and his fingers still crushed the piece of furniture behind him. Devlin savored every bit of reaction Gradyn gave him. He released Gradyn’s cock from his mouth, teased the tender patch under the tip of Gradyn’s dick ... and it was as if someone shot a thousand volts of electricity straight into the guy’s spine. Gradyn roared and yanked his hips back; he grabbed onto Devlin’s shoulder with one hand and locked him in a kneeling position on the floor.

His face suffused with color, Gradyn drove his other hand up and down his shaft with piston-fast moves and aimed his cock high on Devlin’s chest. “Devlin...” His name turned into a shout as Gradyn shuddered and came, spurting onto Devlin’s pecs. Devlin gasped as the first jetting stream of hot seed hit him, and each subsequent milky-white line that marked his flesh licked fiery lust through Devlin’s core and rushed a line of need directly to his cock.

Gradyn moaned, and his fingers bore deep into Devlin’s shoulder. “Oh fuck.” He wasn’t steady on his feet, and his erection had not dwindled one bit. “I need more.” He grabbed the lube and tore through the protective seal. As he did, he looked up at Devlin and seared a line straight into Devlin’s soul with one wild-eyed stare. “Get your condom. You don’t need much more than that this time to make it good.”

“Yeah, okay.” Devlin kept his full attention on Gradyn as he backed up to the nightstand. He tore through the box of condoms, grabbed a rubber, and ripped open the packet. He threw the wrapper on the dresser but didn’t get much further than that.

Oh Jesus.

He couldn’t look away from Gradyn squeezing a thick dollop of clear lubricant onto two fingers and reaching around to his ass. The mirror allowed Devlin the perfect view, no matter the shadows the low wattage the lights in the room created. Mesmerized, Devlin watched Gradyn lean forward slightly, pull one cheek aside, and rub his own hole. He didn’t give himself any time, and instead shoved one finger through the muscle and pushed it in to the second knuckle in one shot. The man gritted his teeth, but he didn’t give himself any quarter and quickly forced another finger into his rectum. He moved them back and forth fast, obviously coating his passage with lube. Gradyn readied himself inside in ways Devlin couldn’t see, but the man’s lips compressed and his muscles flexed, and Devlin imagined that he scissored and corkscrewed the fingers embedded in his chute to widen the opening.

Finally, without words, Gradyn withdrew his fingers and turned around. He faced the mirror, bent himself over the dresser, and spread his buttocks in a clear offering of his ass.

Saints preserve me. Devlin’s mouth went dry on the sight of this man folded over, with the exquisite lines of his muscular body, the firm globes of his ass parted, and his tiny, rosy bud visible and winking. That’s the sexiest damned thing I’ve ever seen.

Devlin went to take a step and realized he still had the condom in his hand. Taking a second, Devlin forced himself to look down and pay attention while he rolled the lubricated latex down his shaft.

As he pinched the tip and tucked the end to his root, Gradyn’s voice cut through the room with the power of a jackhammer. “Christ, I need you inside me.”

Devlin whipped his head up and found Gradyn watching him in the mirror, his gaze dark and piercing in a way that touched over every inch of Devlin’s nakedness and made him shiver.

“Get over here, beautiful.” Gradyn caressed him again from ten feet away with just his voice and stare. “Come and fuck me right now.”

The voice, the body, the eyes, even the tattoos ... the entire presence of this man lured Devlin as if it were just the two of them in the whole world, and that it was perfect, and nothing else mattered. It didn’t make any damned sense; Devlin didn’t know this person, and yet he still walked to him and moved in behind him anyway, only inches away from making them one person for a brief flick in time. Devlin ran his hand down Gradyn’s spine, and the man trembled and his asshole contracted visibly.

“Give it to me.” Ragged desperation filled Gradyn’s voice. He turned his head on the dresser, plastering his cheek against the surface. He pushed back and rubbed his ass against Devlin’s cock, and Devlin