Herm I. T. by David Connor

Author:David Connor
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-05-24T23:00:00+00:00

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“I CAN feel your heartbeat.” With Hendrix’s head at the footboard end and his mouth at Robin’s crotch, the position lined them up chest to lower gut. Robin could feel the rapid pounding, even as he reveled in the sensation of his cock being wetted and teased.

“If that’s all you can feel, I’m doing something wrong,” Hendrix joked.

They had made it to the bedroom, where Mags knew enough to lie on the rug at the foot of the bed somehow, instead of up against the pillows. Still, Robin worried. He was certain the bedclothes smelled like dog. He wondered if his condoms were past their expiration date, as his mind kept debating whether things should even go that far. He fretted over his gray hair and older body, even as Hendrix’s younger one pressed against it, upside down. So much for arousal reining in ruminations.

“I just want to make sure you’re okay,” Robin said.

“I am. Thanks.”

Robin went back to his task. Running his fingers through the bronzy bush atop Hendrix’s soft dick, he also agonized that his giving game was off. Even though Hendrix moaned softly every time Robin stroked him or tightened his lips around the fat, pink tip, he hadn’t been hard since they’d left the living room. Robin didn’t want Hendrix to feel self-conscious about that, so he decided to let his fingers wander, hoping his younger lover might enjoy a little bit of play in the back. When Robin first touched the buttocks he’d practically drooled over, as he first laid eyes up close upon its entrance, he made an involuntary sound, and felt as if he might expel immediately into Hendrix’s warm mouth. Robin gently kneaded the flesh, pulling the glutes farther apart for his own visual pleasure, as much as any it might offer Hendrix. He also recited multiplication in his head—two times two is four—plus some old encyclopedia spines he pictured on the library shelf—A to AI, AI to AP—in order to hold back.

“Oh yeah,” Hendrix said, all gravelly and deep, which Robin took as permission to run his fingers inside the divide.

“That okay?” he asked.

A noise that sounded affirmative egged him further on, and when Robin stretched the rim, Hendrix inhaled loudly around Robin’s hard dick. Robin fired off a warning then—”I swear I’m gonna come”—because he really didn’t want to shoot his load too soon.

Robin’s words made him wince.

“Good or bad?” Hendrix felt it.

“All good,” Robin fibbed. Thankfully the gunfire metaphors had only been thought and not expressed. It held him back, the sudden self-consciousness over his faux pas, which would have been far worse than Hendrix calling him a hermit. “But maybe slow down a little.”

“You can come again so soon?” Hendrix asked breathlessly. He pressed back against Robin’s finger, tempting Robin to put it inside again, mercifully unaware for once of the conversation in Robin’s head, it seemed.

“Again? What do you mean again?” Robin smacked Hendrix’s ass, firmly but playfully. “You saw me before? You watched?”

“Wouldn’t you?”

“If you were the one I’d caught pleasuring yourself, you bet this sweet, perfect ass I would.

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