Pretend

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He thrust harder when Mason palmed his balls, tugging them a little. This time he could tell Mason almost gagged, but it didn’t make the man pull off of Gavin.
It was that that made the pressure too much. Made his balls tighten. Made his cock want to spill. “That’s it… fuck, that’s it. If you don’t stop I’m going to lose it.”
And then Mason’s mouth was gone. He nodded toward the condom. “Put it on.”
Gavin almost didn’t do it just because Mason told him to, but decided he liked the way the man controlled things when it came to sex. He ripped the package open and started to cover himself. The break gave his body exactly what he needed to get himself under control again.
Mason went for the lube, coating his fingers and then reaching behind himself as he still kneeled between Gavin’s legs. “Oh, hell.” That was quite possibly one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen—watching Mason lube and prep his own asshole for Gavin.
Mason winked at him. “You can do it next time.”
“But then I can’t watch you do it. Next time I want a better view.”
There went that damn brow again. “Maybe.”
After he lubed his hole, Mason slicked up Gavin’s prick. Even the simple touch almost sent him over the edge. He wanted inside Mason and he wanted there now.
“Sit on my lap.”
“Not your call.”
Gavin caught his eye, thought, and then said, “Will you sit on me?”
Mason nodded and then climbed onto Gavin. He straddled him, weight on his knees and shins. Leaning forward, he used one hand to tilt Gavin’s head up. When he did, Mason kissed him. It was a battle, yet not. Rough and hungry, yet Gavin let Mason lead the way.
Tongues tangled and teeth clashed. Gavin’s body buzzed when Mason pulled up a little higher, when he grabbed Gavin’s dick and lined it up with his asshole.
In this moment he was pretty sure he’d follow wherever Mason led him. He guided the whole way, slowing helping Gavin push his way past the tight pucker. It took a minute and some finagling before his head pushed inside.
“Oh, fuck.” It was a tight grip on the crown of his cock. Mason didn’t slow down, though. He pushed down, letting Gavin slide into him inch by inch.
They both cursed when Gavin was all the way inside, Mason’s ass on his thighs. “This is where you’re going to want to jerk me off, Teach.” The second the words left Mason’s mouth, he rose up and sat again.
Motherfucker, this felt good. “Yeah, boss. I’m on it.” He wrapped a hand around Mason’s thick erection and pumped. As he did Mason moved on him, up and down, riding Gavin the way he said he would.
Gavin’s dick sang Mason’s praises as his hole squeezed it. His skin felt hot, fiery. Hell, he was burning up from the inside out.
He jerked harder, faster.
“Tighter,” Mason told him, and he did. He gripped harder. “That’s it. Fuck yeah, that’s it. Fuck me harder, too.”
Gavin’s vision went blurry. It was almost like he was possessed as he let loose on Mason, thrusting hard, up and into him.
His balls hurt. The orgasm was right there. Had been for a while now. “I’m not going to last much longer.”
“Then make me come.” Mason kept moving. Gavin, too. He kept hold of Mason’s cock, kept working him. Kept fucking him. Mason’s hand went to Gavin’s neck, to the spot he’d bitten Gavin while on the hike.
Gavin suddenly wanted to mark Mason as well. He leaned forward, teeth into Mason’s pec, and bit down. Sticky liquid shot up between them, ran down his hand. Spurt after spurt, Mason’s semen landed on them both, just as Gavin shot, too. Filling the condom as he kept pumping in Mason’s ass.
“I’m going to die.” He dropped his head backward against the couch when he’d been rung dry. Yet at the same time he felt…weightless. Free. Invincible. Fan-fucking-tastic. “Please tell me you’re going to let me do that again.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
“If you’re good.” Mason winked at Gavin and stood. He pulled the condom off his lover and tossed it in the trashcan. Who was he kidding, though? He’d definitely let Gavin fuck him again. They were both single. The guy was sexy and good in the sack. He didn’t know Gavin real well, but he liked what he saw. Mason liked him, and they had a good time together.
“Do you have a towel or something so we can clean off?” Gavin asked.
Mason walked over and sat beside him. “Nope. Good sex is messy sex. Leave it.”