Tight Quarters by Annabeth Albert

Author:Annabeth Albert
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-17T18:53:26+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Bacon liked Spencer’s bathroom enough that he was almost reluctant to leave its warm confines to go find Spencer’s bed. Almost. He did want to fuck, and while the bathroom—hell the fluffy bathmat even—held certain appeal, so did a bed he could collapse in afterward.

“Coming, Del?” Spencer held the door open for him. He’d retrieved condoms and lube from a drawer in the bathroom vanity after toweling off.

“Yeah.” He liked when Spencer called him Del in that cultured voice of his, deep and soothing. He couldn’t quite think of himself that way yet, but he liked the nickname, liked being that guy for Spencer.

Spencer’s bedroom was large and airy like the rest of the loft, the high ceilings and natural light through a bank of windows contrasting with the dark gray bedding and black-and-white prints on the wall. Most of the photos were male dancers in various states of nakedness. Hot yet classy, much like Spencer himself.

“Any of these of you?”

“No.” Spencer laughed. “I’m hardly that photogenic. Or that much of an egoist to put myself on the wall. They’re all done by a photographer friend—the party I mentioned in the email is for him.”

“He does good work.” Bacon wasn’t sure how to angle for going to the party with Spencer, or if he even wanted that, so instead he leered. “You should pose for him. I wanna see you in tights. Or workout shorts. Whatever you wear to dance class.”

“Barre class is hardly about sultry clothes.” Spencer laughed and gently pushed Bacon in the direction of the bed. “But I bet I can find tights you’d like. Later.”

His intent stare made Bacon squirm in the best way possible and reminded him that while he’d had a bone-melting orgasm, Spencer had not.

“How do you want me?” he asked as Spencer pulled back the covers and tossed the supplies on the bed.

“Exactly how you were in the shower. All blissed out and begging for my cock.”

“That can be arranged. You gonna give me your mouth again?” Letting his towel flutter to the floor, he stretched out on the large bed—had to be a king, which felt like such a luxury after years of singles.

Discarding his own towel, Spencer lay down next to him, pulling him in for a kiss that was full of filthy promises. “You liked being rimmed, huh?”

“Loved it.” Bacon wasn’t above being shameless.

“How do you feel about fingers?” Spencer reached for the lube.

“I’m in favor of them. Feel free to go right to your dick, though. I like a good stretch.”

“Guess that answers my question of whether you’ve done this before.” Spencer laughed and gave him another kiss. Damn, but the man could kiss—all barely contained heat contrasted with practiced finesse.

“Yeah. Dicks. Fingers. Tongues. Dildos. My ass is kind of an undiscriminating attention whore. You’re not gonna hurt me if you fuck hard.” He winked at Spencer. “But feel free to try. Go hard, but now please.”

“You are so delightfully not at all what I expected.” Spencer pulled him close, tongue tracing his lips before licking its way into Bacon’s mouth.

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