Page 69 of All of Us

“Come here.” I licked my lips, anticipating his flavor.

He already straddled my chest, so he moved forward, his cock stood proud, and I needed him in my mouth. Once he was close enough, I ran my hand down his shaft, used my thumb on the sensitive V, then licked around the glans and sucked the head. Using my tongue, I rubbed the bottom, taking him deeper.

“Joe. You’ve been practicing. That’s so good.” I bobbed on him a few more times, but I needed to get some pictures while he was like this. I tapped his thigh, and he climbed off me.

“Let me get those pictures.” As I climbed off the bed, he grabbed my pants and underwear and pulled them off me completely. “You are. Damn.”

I laughed and grabbed one of my cameras while the one on the tripod kept snapping. Naked as the day I was born, I stood in front of my lover, and I let my lens caress him. Andre had nothing on Dusty, because my man was perfection. After I had pictures of him in every possible pose—playful to sensual, then downright dirty—I put my camera down and joined him.

“Oh no. I get to take pictures of you.”

I watched as he walked away. His ass was firm and tight, making me want to grab hold of him and drag him back to bed. I stroked myself to full arousal, then listened to Dusty as he had me pose for him as I had done. When he finished, he reverently put the camera down and joined me.

“You are so sexy,” he said as he kissed me hard. I felt his cock rub against mine, both of us slick. My eyes rolled back when our rock-hard rods pressed against each other. He leaned up, and I wrapped my hand around us both.

“We’ve been edging each other for the last couple of hours. I don’t think I am going to last much longer.” I told him as he thrust into my hand, and the way our cocks felt together was heaven.

“More, please.” He whispered as he wrapped his hand around mine.

It only took a few more minutes, and we slipped into feeling only.

“Fuck. Come for me, Dusty, cover me.”

Being with both men meant that I’d gotten more open about the things that turned me on. Being covered in my lover's come was never something I thought I would want. Now it was a craving.

“Yes. Joe. Baby, yes.”

Ribbons of white landed on my chest, more covered my stomach as he pulsed several more times while his body shook, my own climax followed, as a spectacular crash. We were loud and passionate, and it was perfect. He caged my head with his arms, then kissed me gently.

Dusty sat up, and I looked at our come on my chest and stomach. Using two fingers, I ran them through the mess on my skin, then licked my fingers clean. Dusty watched me wide-eyed, then I did it again, but this time I offered it to Dusty. I watched as his lips wrapped around my fingers and sucked them clean.

“Fuck.”

We lay there together for a bit, then I grabbed a towel to wipe up. I heard the camera click again. Finding the remote, I stopped the timer—I looked forward to seeing the pictures.

“Pizza?”

“That sounds great. Can we look at the pictures?” He asked eagerly.

I gave him a huge grin. “Oh yeah. Let me get them uploaded so we can look at them on my laptop.”

While the pictures transferred, I ordered dinner. I pulled on some sweatpants, but Dusty walked around in his underwear, which was something I could get used to. It felt domestic and right.

The pictures were incredible. Some of the ones the camera captured automatically were so erotic, my cock responded even though I was spent. Then there were the pictures of Dusty solo, so many of them were breathtaking, and he had captured some really good pictures of me.

We both picked some of our favorite solo pictures. As we sat there eating, I thought about Gentry and wished he were with us.

“I have an idea.”

Dusty looked at me while he took a bite, which was adorable for some reason.

“We should send our favorite pictures to Gentry.”

I watched his eyes darken, then he smiled and nodded. “Yes.”

We confirmed with each other what we were sending.

JOE