That didn’t mean he wouldn’t pretend otherwise, though.
Mason went to the foot of the bed, kneeling, and kissed the top of Gavin’s foot, his ankle, and then he started to make his way up his lover’s leg.
This man tied him in knots. He was caring and giving. Loyal even to his own detriment, and made Mason want to be a better person, too.
“What happened here?” He kissed a scar on Gavin’s left shin. The hair on his legs moved when Mason breathed.
“I tried skateboarding once as a kid. It didn’t go well.”
Mason couldn’t help but laugh as he continued to kiss his way up Gavin’s body.
“I see how you are. I tell you one of my childhood horror stories and you laugh at me.”
“Somehow I don’t think you were brokenhearted about not being the next big skateboarder.” Mason skipped over Gavin’s hardening prick. He licked his stomach, letting his tongue wet the hair there.
The first nipple he licked, but the second he bit, prompting Gavin to groan and thrust against him. He buried his face in one of Gavin’s armpits then his neck as he sucked the skin there.
“Suck my dick.” Gavin grabbed ahold of Mason’s short hair and pushed his head down.
“What if I don’t want to?”
“Do it anyway.”
Mason cocked a brow at Gavin, who added, “Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely.” He took Gavin deep. The head of his cock hit the back of Mason’s throat. His lips stretched wide around him as he sucked his lover off.
He went down, sucked Gavin’s sac, played with his balls, which made Gavin thrust. “You like that?” Sucked the sensitive sac into his mouth again, let his tongue trail down the seam.
“Fuck…”
“Soon.” He pulled off just enough to wet two fingers before he went back to blowing the long, thick cock in front of him. Mason let his hands travel under Gavin’s balls until his fingers found his asshole. Mason pushed, twisted and worked his way inside.
Gavin jerked. Gripped Mason’s hair tighter. And he realized that Gavin might miss the feel of something other than fingers inside him. That maybe he wasn’t giving his lover what he needed.
Before he could think about it any further, Gavin pulled Mason off him, flipped them so that Gavin lay on top of him.
It wasn’t often that Gavin got pushy when it came to sex, and he realized he liked it when Gavin did.
Mason pulled Gavin’s head down so that his ear was close to his mouth. “I want you to fuck me. Hard.” Mason spread his legs and Gavin kneeled between them.
Gavin worked quickly from there. He grabbed the lube and a condom from the bedside table. Covered himself and then spread lube on both his cock and Mason’s asshole.
Mason tilted his body so Gavin had the best access to his hole while he rode Mason.
“Hard,” he groaned out as Gavin worked his way inside him. Once he was in, he pulled out and then slammed forward again. There was nothing gentle or slow about it. It was the hard fucking that Mason needed for him.
He wrapped his arms around Gavin, grabbed his ass and slid one of his fingers between Gavin’s cheeks. He worked his finger in dry, using it in unison with each of Gavin’s thrusts.
He fucking loved the stretched, full feeling of this man pounding at him. The slap of their sweaty bodies together.
Gavin changed his angle, thrusting harder, and Mason did the same with his fingers. Using them on his lover while Gavin gave him what he needed.
“Right there. Like that. You feel so fucking good,” Gavin told him, and that made Mason’s cock twitch. Made it let go, ribbons of white pulsing from the tip.
He knew Gavin felt it. He saw the man stiffen above him. Saw the veins in his neck pulse as he came with a growl before collapsing on top of Mason. Just where Mason wanted him.
***
“Go get your guitar, music man.”
Gavin groaned at Mason’s words. Not because he didn’t want to play but because he didn’t want to move. It was so sexy, the feeling of their hard, sticky bodies pressed together. Lying on top of the man who had somehow come to mean so much to him.
Before Gavin could respond, Mason rolled, putting Gavin beneath him. He kissed his neck and said, “I’ll do it for you,” and then walked over to stand in the corner of his room. Gavin liked the guitar that he had in the living room better, but at this point, he just wanted to sit here and play with Mason.
He sat up when Mason handed him the instrument, and then his lover climbed onto the bed across from him.
Gavin’s pulse kicked up in a way it never had before when it came to playing. Usually when he had an instrument in his hand, it was the only time he didn’t mind eyes on him, but in this moment, the nakedness he felt had nothing to do with the fact that he didn’t have clothes on. He felt like he would be showing Mason his soul, though he wasn’t sure why.
