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.The hand in his hair curled into a tight fist again.Mike hummed, intending only to indicate he’d heard.Alexei shuddered under his hands.”Fuck!”So Mike hummed again, leaning in when Alexei rose up onto the balls of his feet, his grip on Mike’s hair eye-watering.He massaged Alexei’s sac with his lips.His tongue.He’d seen this, read about it, but as with everything else he’d tried so far, the reality was so much fucking better.The salty taste, the even more intense musk, set his blood on fire.His poor cock, still trapped and at an ever-more unfortunate angle in his jeans, strained and ached.He wrapped a hand around Alexei’s big thigh and pushed it away.Up.Trying to lift it.Alexei grunted above him.“What are you doing?”“Please,” Mike said, his voice muffled as he released Alexei’s sac and nosed along the seam.He felt frantic.Pushed harder on Alexei’s leg.It was awkward as hell, his neck straining, but Mike shoved his nose behind Alexei’s balls and licked along his perineum.Alexei froze, then Mike’s head was yanked away by the fierce grip in his hair.“If you’re going to do it, let’s do it right.”Mike’s cheeks burned.“I don’t know how,” he admitted.“Yes, you do.You were doing it better and with more enthusiasm than anyone else I’ve ever been with.”Mike felt his flush deepen at the compliment.Then he watched, wide-eyed, as Alexei turned, slid a knee onto the island counter, and spread himself open.He’d seen Alexei go almost into a split in the goal, but this was just…wow.Mike threw caution and every insecurity he had about his inexperience to the wind.If Alexei liked enthusiastic, he’d fucking get it.Mike buried his face against Alexei’s ass, running his tongue the length of the crease and bumping over the knot of muscles before tickling the perineum again.He lavished his attention there, licking, sucking, biting as best he could, his hands clamped around the globes of Alexei’s ass to spread him open and tilt him to Mike’s mouth.He had no idea what the hell he was doing, but Alexei clearly liked it.He shoved his ass into Mike’s face, barking out orders that Mike gleefully followed.At Alexei’s command, Mike teased the tip of his tongue around the edges of Alexei’s anus, soothing the muscles there.He’d done this with his fingers to himself countless times, but he was still amazed to feel Alexei’s muscles easing.To hear Alexei shouting his approval.He thrust a finger into his mouth, then pressed the tip right alongside his tongue.“Put that finger in me, Michael.Now.”Mike eased forward gently.“Harder! Push it in!”Mike shoved his finger deep into Alexei’s ass and Alexei cried out something in Russian, his hips rocking.For one stunned moment, all Mike could do was stare at his finger plunging in and out of Alexei’s ass.He was perilously close to coming in his pants.“God, that’s so hot,” he breathed.“Another.”“What?”“Another finger, Michael.Now.”Mike did as he was told, his arm shaking, his head spinning.Alexei barked out orders, each one dragging Mike closer to the abyss.He thrust and scissored with his fingers, fucking Alexei exactly as he demanded.Mike fucking loved it.Too much, it seemed.Without so much of a brush of a hand against his cock, he was losing it.“Shit, I’m going to come.I’m gonna—”He gasped when Alexei grabbed his wrist and yanked his fingers out of Alexei’s ass.Alexei grunted at their abrupt departure, then spun and took Mike’s face in both his hands.“You don’t come until I tell you to.Understand?”Mike nodded, his stomach knotted from the need that had been boiling there for what felt like hours.Being told he wasn’t allowed to climax only brought him that much closer to the edge.Jesus, how did Alexei know how to push all his buttons?“Yes,” Mike said, his voice hoarse.“I understand.”Alexei held his upturned face and stared at him like he’d never seen him before.“You really do want this,” Alexei said, amazed.“More than anything.”Chapter ElevenAlexei was still having a hard time believing his eyes.What was right in front of him.He knelt, his bare knees framing Mike’s jean-covered legs.He couldn’t seem to stop touching Mike’s face.Kissing him gently.Licking into Mike’s mouth before dancing their tongues from one mouth to another.Mike never tried to take control.He just…followed.Which was all the more remarkable, and sweet, because Alexei knew he could stop and toss out any number of topics that got Mike’s back up, and his friend would argue with him until he was blue in the face.Alexei had the sinking suspicion that he was an idiot.He’d always been attracted to a particular kind of man.He admired strength and toughness, both physical and mental.Traits he found frequently among hockey players—often to his dismay.And from these men he’d sought out lovers who were not just submissive in the bedroom, but who’d been willing to carry that submission over to all other aspects of their relationship—until they couldn’t do it anymore and left.Now, looking down into Mike’s flushed face, he felt incredibly stupid.Mike waited quietly for Alexei.No doubt eager to do whatever Alexei asked—just as Alexei had always wanted in a lover.And when they were done, they would argue about dinner.Or who should do the laundry.Or whether or not Alexei should have let that goal in the second period get past him.And that, Alexei realized with a terrifying mixture of shock and excitement, was what he really wanted.What, apparently, Mike wanted too.Alexei took in how Mike’s hair stood on end from Alexei’s fingers.His eyes bright with arousal.He’d never looked more handsome.Or so debauched.Alexei glanced down at the rigid line of Mike’s erection straining against his jeans.“Does that hurt?”“Yes.”“Why didn’t you adjust yourself?” Alexei wouldn’t have been able to resist freeing his dick and probably jerking off by now, had the situation been reversed.“You didn’t tell me to.” He said it like it was obvious, with just a hint of sass in his smirk.Alexei smiled.Kissed him again.Longer and harder this time.“Come to the bedroom,” Alexei said, rising to his feet.He reached down to take Mike’s hand and helped him to stand.Alexei had only been on his knees for a few minutes and they ached.Mike didn’t so much as wince.Alexei’s heart beat so hard, it felt like it was banging against his ribs.That was probably why he couldn’t draw a deep breath when he looked at Mike.Why his chest ached [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]