Free Full House by Carol Lynne

opened the door and stopped dead in his tracks. “Holy fuck,” he whispered.
    Marco was naked and spread-eagled in the centre of the bed. He stepped into the room and locked the door. As he undressed, he couldn’t help but stare at the perfect specimen of manhood draped seductively over Marco’s thigh.
    Licking his lips, he checked the bedside drawer to make sure he still had condoms and came up with two. He held one up to the light to make sure they weren’t expired and grinned. He tossed the condoms and lube onto the bed and studied Marco’s bronzed body as his soon-to-be lover stared back at him.
    “Fuck, even your feet are sexy.”
    Marco chuckled as Kent took Marco’s big toe into his mouth and gave it a gentle suck. He knew if he wasn’t careful, he’d become a foot man like Angelo. Never before had he seen the appeal, but he definitely did now.
    Kent released the perfectly shaped toe and continued up Marco’s leg. When he reached the back of his lover’s knee, he playfully nipped at the skin, eliciting a moan from Marco.
    Marco’s cock began to fill as he bent his leg and revealed himself fully to Kent’s questing tongue.
      He groaned when Kent began sucking on his sac, taking first one nut and then the next into his mouth.
    As Kent continued to pay homage to Marco’s balls, he stared up the length of his lover’s body. Marco’s cock had gone rock hard and the light from the bedside lamp made the piercings sparkle. Like he had earlier in the day, Kent wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by the hardware covered cock. It would have to wait until morning, because his dick needed to bury itself deep into Marco first.
    “Play with your cock,” Kent told Marco as he moved lower on the bed. He pushed Marco’s good leg further out as he started to rim his lover’s pucker. Marco’s hole opened immediately for Kent’s tongue, which surprised him until he tasted the subtle flavour of soap. He grinned. Seemed his baby had prepared himself well.
    The silky inner walls of Marco’s ass seemed to welcome Kent’s attention as they tightened around his tongue. He reached blindly for the bottle of lube, knowing he couldn’t hold off sinking his cock into the hot Latin body another minute.
    He sat back on his heels and ripped open the condom package before sheathing himself. “Roll to your side, babe.”
    Kent knew it would be tricky working around Marco’s sore knee and the last thing he wanted was to bring his lover discomfort. He spooned his body behind Marco’s and began lubing the smaller man’s hole.
    Marco reached down and hooked his good knee over his arm, giving Kent an open invitation. Perfect.
    He nestled the head of his cock between the spread cheeks of Marco’s ass and slowly entered his lover’s channel. “Oh, Christ!”
    Immediately, Marco’s body seemed to suck Kent’s dick in to the root. Had he ever fit so perfectly inside another man’s body? He reached around Marco’s hip and ran his lube-slicked hand over the man’s decorated cock as he began a steady rhythm.
    Kent used his thumb to press against the piercings one by one. “That feel good, baby?”
    Marco grunted in reply, hoisting his leg even higher. The added room to manoeuvre allowed Kent to increase the speed and intensity of his thrusts.
    Kent ’s thumb settled on the silver barbell directly under the crown of Marco’s cock. He continued to apply pressure to the sensitive area, longing for the day when he could twist his lover like a pretzel and bury himself as deep as his cock would allow.
    After all the years of waiting and hoping for Marco in his bed, Kent knew the realisation was even better than the fantasy. Marco was his and always would be. He knew he wanted to see his name tattooed somewhere on Marco’s perfect body. Just the thought of branding his lover in such a way threatened to tip him over the edge. He applied more pressure to the piercing, yearning for his lover’s cum to cover his hand.
    “Do