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“Yes ma’am,” Adam said as he rubbed the tender spot. He ignored Josh’s laughter in favour of smiling back at Les. “Sorry, Mom.” Apparently he was going to be apologising to everyone today.

“Just remember your manners,” Charlene scolded, “and hurry up. I have a date to get ready for!”

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Adam thought about that for a second and crinkled his nose. He wanted his mom to

be happy but a date could lead to another date and so on until after thirty or forty of them, his mom could…
Ew!

“Get in before your brain bleeds out your ears,” Josh told him. “The Chief’s a nice guy, so stop thinking about…
that.
”

Adam turned to Josh, who was a nice shade of red. As fun as it would be to tease him, that would lead into things that might well traumatise them both. He settled on reaching for the man and pulling him in for a hug. “Seriously, thank you.”

Josh patted his back for a second then stepped back. “Your mom is the bomb, Adam. I couldn’t let anything happen to her. Now go home and take care of that.” Josh gestured towards Les. “Just be gentle with him.”

Adam nodded. He’d be gentle, all right.

By the time Les got settled on the bed, his head was throbbing and his erection was long gone. He bit back a moan as he closed his eyes. Hopefully the pain meds would kick in soon. He kept envisioning his brain turned into mushy gelatinous goo inside his skull, although he couldn’t figure out how goo could hurt so damned much. A warm hand landed on his shin and coasted up to his hip.

Les’ cock decided it wasn’t quite as ready to give up all hope. It twitched as that hot little hand started tracing patterns on his stomach. The bed dipped and Les cracked open one eye. His breath whooshed from his lungs at the sight of Adam, gloriously naked and stroking himself, kneeling on the mattress.

Adam’s smile was more than a little hopeful as his thumb brushed over the tip of Les’

dick. “Think you can handle a little gentle loving?”

“Yeah.” Les wondered when his voice had changed into that of a teen boy’s in the

midst of puberty. He cleared his throat and tried again while Adam gave him a smug look.

“Yeah, if that means you’re gonna suck me until I pass out, I’m up for it.”

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Adam laughed and pinched the tip of Les’ crown just hard enough to make him hiss.

“I’d say you’re definitely ‘up’ for it.” Then he grabbed the sheet and jerked it off Les’ lower body. “Now aren’t you glad I didn’t let you keep your boxers on?”

Les’ cock bobbed in gratitude, thumping his belly and leaving a dab of pre-cum on his skin. His balls were already aching with the need for release. For a man who used to go weeks without beating off, he sure didn’t have any kind of willpower now—thanks to Adam.

Les would spend the rest of his life showing the man how much he loved him. But for now he fisted the base of his cock and waved it at Adam. “Suck it.”

“Thought you’d never ask. Or order. I do love a bossy man in bed sometimes.”

Les could do that, and was going to show Adam just how bossy he could be but the

man was quick and agile and Les was gasping as wet heat enveloped his shaft all the way to his fist. The scrape of Adam’s teeth against his hand had Les releasing himself, his hand falling limply to his side, then his dick was buried deep, tight muscles convulsing around it as Adam’s nimble fingers rolled his balls, and Les was sure he was going to lose his damn mind as well as his load.

Adam sucked back up his length, his tongue flicking every hot spot on Les’ rod, then his mouth tightened incredibly more, his lips sealing around the underside of Les’ cockhead.

Les panted and groaned, trying not to roll his head from side to side as Adam tongued his slit. Adam hummed and delved his tongue in harder, almost painfully, at the same time tugging at the hair on Les’ balls.

“Guhh!” Even the pounding in his head couldn’t detract from the exquisite pleasure spreading out from Les’ groin. Adam bobbed back down and sucked Les’ cock into his throat as he shifted and rolled Les’ balls. Nails scraped lightly below his sac, over his perineum then down to his hole and Les quivered from his toes to his chest. “Yes, Adam,
please!”

Adam raised his head and Les whimpered at the dragging suction on his dick. “Be

still,” Adam mumbled around Les’ shaft. Les hadn’t realised he was moving, trying to fuck Adam’s mouth, his fingers. He needed the man so badly he ached with it, and nothing else mattered right then.

Adam pulled off Les’ cock with a slurp. Les opened his mouth to protest, loudly, and found himself sucking on two of Adam’s fingers. “Get them good and wet,” Adam

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straddle you and you’re gonna put those fingers to good use. Shouldn’t jostle you like it would if I was fucking your mouth, I think.”

“Oh God,” Les tried to say around the fingers in his mouth as the image of Adam

kneeling over him, his thick length sliding in and out of Les’ mouth, nearly made Les come.

He latched on to Adam’s fingers, sucking hard when the man tried to pull them free.

Adam chuckled and gave him a heated look. “You gonna let me have those back so I

can use them like we both want me to?”

Les opened his mouth and replaced Adam’s fingers with three of his own. Adam

nodded and carefully positioned himself so that his knees were on either side of Les’ head.

Les tapped at one smooth inner thigh and Adam spread his legs wider. He bent down and his ass cheeks parted, giving Les a view that shorted out half of his brain cells.

Adam’s heavy balls hung low between his thighs, and his cock leaked fluid on Les’

chest. His little pink hole fluttered and clenched, and Les hoped his fingers were wet enough because he had to feel that tight silky heat
now.
He wasn’t even aware of bending his own legs, opening himself for Adam’s prodding fingers. Les reached under Adam and palmed his balls while tracing the wrinkled pucker as Adam tapped at his.

Then Les’ world exploded in blinding white-hot ecstasy as his cock was sucked back into Adam’s mouth. His hole burned as he was penetrated in one hard thrust. Les moaned and rocked his hips, unable to stop himself. Adam’s answering moan was accompanied by a wiggle of his butt and Les struggled to think past his own pleasure. He pressed his fingers against Adam’s hole, feeling the eager way it spasmed under the touch. Les pushed into Adam’s ass at the same time as he fisted the man’s cock, then Adam was driving them both out of their minds, rocking back, fucking Les’ fingers as if he couldn’t get enough.

Les gasped and panted as he worked Adam’s tight little hole, stretching it quickly and shoving in a third finger. Adam shuddered and moaned around Les’ cock then began a hard, fast rhythm with his mouth and fingers, both sucking and fucking Les, occasionally brushing his knuckles over Les’ gland.

Les was hard pressed to keep up, pleasure making him clumsy as he pumped his

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nerves were clamouring, screaming and vibrating under his skin with each hard suck of Adam’s mouth, each deep penetration of his fingers.

The scrape of Adam’s teeth up his length along with the almost unbearable stretching of Les’ hole as another finger was shoved in demolished any hope Les had of breathing, moving, doing anything other than whimpering as every muscle in his body tightened, as his climax was wrenched from him. Les’ balls drew up tight, his inner muscles clamped down around Adam’s fingers, and cum raced up his cock to spew in thick, hard bursts into Adam’s throat. All Les could do was let the orgasm take him, shatter him and turn him inside out as pleasure blinded him.

He slowly became aware of the fact that he still had his fingers buried in Adam’s ass, and the man was making desperate little noises, whines and moans as he gripped the hand Les still had loosely around Adam’s dick. Les tightened his hold under Adam’s and let the man guide their movements—Les’ arms felt like jelly. He found the strength to begin pumping his other wrist, gently at first, then harder, faster, ploughing Adam’s ass with three fingers.

Adam grunted and slammed his butt back, his balls slapping Les’ wrist. Les’ mouth watered to taste the furry sacs, to scrape the wrinkled skin with his teeth, but he couldn’t lift his head to even try, not with the way Adam was fucking himself on Les’ fingers.

He could almost feel Adam’s desperation to come. Les fisted Adam’s cock harder,

and, when Adam bounced forward, Les folded his pinky in and hoped he was right about what Adam needed.

He was. Adam howled, there was no other word for it, as four of Les’ fingers stretched his hole. His cock pulsed and swelled in Les’ tight grip, and Adam tried to sink those digits even deeper in his ass. Les rotated his wrist, adding more pressure to Adam’s pucker. With his other hand he knuckled the underside of Adam’s cockhead, then Adam was the one losing it, bucking and shuddering as strings of cum splattered Les’ hand and belly.

Les kept his gaze locked on his fingers buried in Adam’s ass, marvelling at the way the man’s inner muscles held his digits so tight, the hot, soft walls rippling, and the tightly stretched ring quivering around his knuckles. It was enough to make him hard all over again.

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curved up as he carefully eased his fingers from Adam’s hole.
There just might be an upside to
being injured after all.

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“Stop fussing, you look fine.”

Adam scowled at Les’ reflection in the mirror. “I don’t want to look
fine
, I want to look like I’ll break Ewers’ balls if he hurts my mom.” The man was coming to dinner tonight.

Ewers and Charlene had been dating for almost two weeks now, and by dating, Adam meant practically living with each other. A day hadn’t passed that the two of them hadn’t spent time together. And yeah, his mom came home every night… If you considered coming in at two or three in the morning coming home at night. Adam did when it applied to himself, but this was his
mom
, and even though he felt like a shit for the whole double-standard thing, he couldn’t seem to help it.
Geez, she’s my mom!

“Come on, you’re going to get wrinkles,” Les teased, which only made Adam scowl

more. Les sighed and came up behind him. Adam tried to resist when Les grabbed his shoulder and turned him around, but he didn’t try too hard. He wasn’t fool enough to turn down any time in Les’ arms.

“Isn’t this going to be weird for you, having your boss over for dinner, as my mom’s date?” Adam mumbled against Les’ chest. He felt the laughter rumbling up from his lover’s chest before he heard the sound of it spilling from Les’ lips.

“Nah, I’m kind of looking forward to it.”

Adam tipped his head up, intending to look into Les’ gorgeous grey eyes, but the

broad smile on his normally stern face snagged Adam’s attention first.
Damn, the man needed
to smile like that more often!
“Why would you be doing that?” Adam asked, barely able to think past the need to press his lips to those smiling ones. He linked his hands behind Les’

neck and began climbing up Les, one leg hooked around Les’ hip while Adam wiggled and pulled.

Les grabbed a handful of Adam’s ass and lifted him up, but instead of the kiss Adam was expecting, he got a solid wet lick up the side of his neck, ending with a slick swirl around the shell of his ear and a nip to his lobe. Adam tightened his hold on Les, rocking his hips, taking what friction he could get while Les continued tormenting Adam’s ear. The big EX’S AND O’S

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hands cupping his ass were kneading that flesh with what felt like barely restrained hunger and a thrill went through Adam that promptly came out as a startled squeak when someone smacked the bedroom door hard enough to rattle the hinges.

“Howie will be here any minute! You two get out here!”

Charlene’s amused voice cut through Adam’s lust, and apparently Les’ as well

because Adam was released so quickly he ended up hanging on Les like a monkey while the man tried to get free.

“Talk about a mood killer,” Adam muttered as he tried to get his feet on the ground.

Les grunted and clutched at his shoulders, steadying him until Adam was reasonably sure he wasn’t going to fall over.

“No shit,” Les grumbled before hollering, “We’ll be right there!”

Charlene mumbled something that Adam couldn’t quite make out through the door,

but the tone of his mother’s voice let him know she had a damned good idea of what they’d been up to. He sighed and tried to get his randy dick under control.

Les cursed softly and took a step back, then another. He cocked a brow at Adam and smoothed down his white button up shirt with a trembling hand. “Later,” he said, the word just a whisper from those once again smiling lips.

Adam nodded and tipped his head slightly as he stared at Les’ lips. That didn’t help cool his ardour at all, so he finally closed his eyes and started running drink recipes through his head. Considering the names of some of the drinks—Sex On My Face, The Blowjob, Knock Me Down and Fuck Me, Butt Sex, Suck Bang and Blow, and the classics, Sex On The Beach and Screaming Orgasm, it was a wasted effort. Adam’s dick wanted to play, and it wanted to play
now.

“Stop groaning, you sound like you’re having sex,” Les scolded.

Adam opened his eyes. Les wasn’t smiling now. That helped, somewhat, although the way he scowled was so sexy—