Dex almost came right then. He nodded fervently and quickly went over to the bench, where he got on his hands and knees. He lowered his head against the soft padding of the bench, his ass in the air as Sloane stood behind him, his fingers kneading Dex’s cheeks. Dex moaned when he looked back in time to find Sloane getting down on his knees. He parted Dex’s cheeks and licked at Dex’s hole. Dex did his best not to wriggle too much or he might end up falling off the bench, and that was most certainly not sexy. He’d fallen off their bed plenty of times, but here there was no cushy carpet to break his fall. However, it was hard remaining still with Sloane working that sinful tongue over Dex’s hole, spearing Dex, nipping at his skin, and driving Dex out of his mind.
When Sloane moved away, Dex whimpered. He glanced over his shoulder at Sloane, a shiver going through him as Sloane lined up his beautiful, hard cock with Dex’s entrance. Fuck, that was hot. Dex let out a low groan, his body trembling with need. He couldn’t get enough of Sloane, of his touch, his kisses, the way he set Dex’s body on fire.
“That’s it, baby. I want to hear how much you like having my dick inside you.”
“Sloane, please.”
“Please what?” Sloane growled.
“Fuck me. Make me come.” Dex was all but vibrating with need. He wanted it hard and rough, wanted to feel Sloane inside him for hours. His muscles already ached from training, but he wanted to feel the burn left behind by Sloane’s fucking him.
Sloane plunged inside Dex, and Dex cried out. He gripped the edge of the bench until his knuckles were white, holding on with all his strength as Sloane plowed into him over and over. Steam filled the room, along with the sounds of Dex’s loud moans and panting. His wet hair was plastered to his face, and he thrust back as Sloane plunged in deep, making Sloane release a hoarse cry. Dex loved it when Sloane lost himself, when his feral half growled and roared.
Dex reached under him and took hold of his cock, jerking himself off. “Sloane….”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
Dex whimpered. He was so painfully hard. Behind him, Sloane’s fingers dug into Dex’s hips as skin slapped against skin. Sloane changed his angle, and Dex saw stars. He screamed Sloane’s name, his muscles tightening around Sloane’s cock as Sloane let out a roar and folded himself over Dex as he filled Dex with his come. Sloane’s body wracked with shivers as he held on to Dex until he’d emptied himself in Dex’s ass.
“Please, Sloane.” Dex was begging, and he didn’t care. He was so painfully hard and so very close.
“Sit,” Sloane ordered, his voice low and rough.
Dex did as asked, turning to sit up on the bench and spreading his knees so Sloane could kneel between them. Sloane kissed Dex before swallowing down Dex’s cock.
“Oh fuck!”
Dex slipped his fingers into Sloane’s hair and grabbed fistfuls of it. When Sloane stopped moving, Dex planted one hand on the bench, and with the other braced himself so he could thrust up into Sloane’s mouth. Sloane let out a guttural moan, and Dex could feel his orgasm looming.
“You like that? You like it when I fuck your mouth, don’t you?”
Sloane nodded around Dex’s cock, and Dex almost came right then. He grabbed hold of Sloane’s hair again with one hand as he thrust into Sloane’s mouth over and over.
“You look so fucking hot with your lips around my dick.”
Sloane’s tongue was sinful as it did dirty things to Dex’s cock, the tip pressing into Dex’s slit, then pushing against the underside of Dex’s cock before once again moving to work Dex’s slit. His cheeks hollowed as he sucked, his free hand fondling Dex’s balls.
“Oh God, Sloane. I’m gonna come.”
Sloane picked up his pace, the sweet friction building inside Dex as he watched his cock moving in and out between those full lips. A white light burst in front of his eyes, and Dex screamed Sloane’s name, his muscles straining and his body shivering as he emptied himself inside Sloane’s mouth. Sloane swallowed every drop, and when Dex was a boneless mess, Sloane stood and kissed Dex so he could taste himself.
“Holy fuck, babe,” Dex murmured, his knees a little unsteady as Sloane led him back under the shower to wash them again. “I think training just got a whole lot more interesting.”
Sloane chuckled as they finished up and turned off the water. As Sloane dried Dex, he nuzzled his hair, his voice soft, yet full of promise. “As long as I’m the one taking you home and getting you all sweaty in bed.”
Dex turned and slipped his arms around Sloane’s waist. “You’ve got a deal.”
CHAPTER 2
“TWENTY MINUTES,” Dex announced before thrusting a spatula in Sloane’s direction and lip-synching to “Do Ya, Do Ya Want My Love” by Electric Light Orchestra, making Sloane laugh.
“I already got your love,” Sloane said, giving Dex a quick kiss on the lips before placing the groceries he’d just brought home on the island counter to put away.
“Damn right you do.” Dex went back to singing into his spatula and bopping around the kitchen in his Peter Venkman Ghostbusters apron Letty gifted him for his birthday. His wearing it usually resulted in Ghostbusters movie quotes or scene reenactments, with his favorite scene to perform being Venkman getting slimed. Dex’s one-man show included him playing the part of Peter, Ray, and Slimer. It made Sloane laugh his ass off every time.