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“All right,” Edwin finally said. He parted his legs. “I think I’m ready.”

Edwin opened his eyes. Even though Edwin’s legs were open, Andrew couldn’t make himself look yet, not when he knew how nervous Edwin still was. Instead, Andrew lay back down next to him.

“Let me touch you first,” he whispered. “Can I?”

“Yes,” Edwin said through an exhale. “I’d like that.”

Andrew kissed him. While their lips moved together, he let his hand drift down between Edwin’s legs, finding Edwin’s prick. He started stroking it with his first two fingers, moving them in a little circular motion. His own cock, which had begun to soften when he’d been temporarily occupied with Edwin’s well-being, started to stiffen again. Edwin’s breathing changed, his breaths becoming shorter and faster, and he pulled back from their kiss to look into Andrew’s eyes.

“I’m ready,” he said.

After pressing one more, quick kiss to Edwin’s lips, Andrew moved back between his legs, and the moment he caught sight of Edwin’s swollen prick, his cock began to throb with need.

“Oh, God, Edwin,” he said. “You really are perfect.”

“Do you mean that?” Edwin asked.

“Yes,” Andrew said, slightly breathless. He wrapped his hand around his shaft and stroked himself a few times. Pre-ejaculate began to leak from the head of his cock. “Absolutely yes.”

Smiling, Edwin nudged him with his foot.

“I thought you were supposed to be sucking my perfect prick,” he said, raising a teasing eyebrow.

Andrew chuckled. How he loved commanding Edwin.

Heart hammering, Andrew lowered himself onto his forearms. After a brief pause, he flicked his tongue over Edwin’s prick, and Edwin startled. Andrew lifted his eyes to check on his companion. Edwin only had one word to say.

“More.”

Content to comply, Andrew swept his tongue over Edwin’s prick twice more. Each time, he coaxed forth the most incredible breathy moans. Emboldened by those noises, Andrew took Edwin into his mouth and sucked.

“Holy hell,” Edwin rasped.

Edwin threaded his fingers through Andrew’s hair. Andrew hummed, only barely fighting back a smile as Edwin’s fingers massaged his scalp. He was so happy that Edwin was happy, so thrilled that he could bring Edwin pleasure.

Over the next few minutes, Andrew continued to pleasure Edwin with his mouth—sucking Edwin’s prick, teasing it with his tongue—and his own cock stayed completely rigid, practically throbbing from the combination of enjoying Edwin’s incredible taste and listening to the man’s throaty moans. Andrew couldn’t help but roll his hips, seeking friction. He expected Edwin to scold him for it, but instead, Edwin only let out a light, contented-sounding laugh and said, “Will you come from pleasuring me, my Andrew?”

Andrew could only nod. His pleasure continued to climb. After a few more thrusts, he forced himself to pause, but only because he realized that it was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on Edwin the more he tried to make himself come, too.

Determined to bring Edwin to his release, Andrew shifted his attention back to Edwin’s prick. He began moving his tongue in little circles, rather than doing simple vertical flicks.

“Yes, like that,” Edwin moaned. “Oh, God.”

Andrew felt Edwin’s other hand settle on his head, too, and then, Edwin began pressing hard with both of them, likely seeking more friction. Andrew knew it meant he must be close. Andrew continued to work his tongue as Edwin thrust upward, essentially fucking his face.

“Oh, fuck, Andrew, I’m coming.”

Edwin’s right thigh began to tremble. Andrew wasn’t sure whether it was Edwin’s forcefulness—the man taking control of his pleasure even when he was the one on his back—or the knowledge that he had sucked the man’s prick so well he’d helped him come, but one or both of those things sent Andrew over the edge as well.

“I’m coming, too,” Andrew murmured through a ragged breath as his cock pulsed.

Both of them stayed in their spots for a while, lost in the high of their simultaneous orgasms, and then Andrew climbed up and collapsed on top of Edwin, his movement careful so as not to crush the man with his weight. Edwin pushed a hand through Andrew’s hair.

“Thank you,” he said. “I never thought I’d experience that. With you. Or even with anyone. I never thought I’d find something like this.”

Andrew buried his face in the crook of Edwin’s neck. He’d never thought that he would, either.

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