Free Picks & Pucks by Teegan Loy

his muscles as I let my fingers drift over his skin, stopping to circle his nipples and pinch them. He arched into my touch, but it wasn’t enough. I needed to feel his skin against mine, to feel the heat and weight of his body on mine. I tried to sit up, but he gently pressed me back down. His fingers played with the hem of my shirt, skirting across my skin, making my entire body yearn for his touch. He slipped his hands under my shirt and ran them over my chest. A low moan escaped my lips. He finally lifted my shirt over my head, throwing it on the ground near his.
    “Fuck, you’re ripped,” he said as he kissed me, slowly and deeply, at the same time he was touching my chest and tweaking my nipples. His lips skimmed my throat, where he paused at my pulse point and sucked hard. It was going to be difficult to hide the mark. I was on sensory overload, barely able to move my own hands. I looped my arms around his neck and turned his face, so I could kiss his mouth again.
    “Justin,” he moaned, and I felt an urgent need to be connected to him. I thrust up against him, my cock straining to be touched and released from the confines of my jeans. I worked my hand between us and cupped his dick through his underwear, drawing my fingers back and tracing the outline around the ridge of the head. A wet spot formed on the material, and I shoved my hand inside and quickly wrapped my fingers around his cock.
    “Yes,” he said, tossing his head back. “Waited so long, so long.”
    It was a struggle, but I managed to push his pants down to his thighs while I kept a firm grip on his dick. He started thrusting into my fist but abruptly stopped when I sped up my strokes. He sat up again and batted my hand away as he rolled over so he could get out of his pants.
    “Why did you stop me?”
    He blinked at me and took a deep breath. “I want to come buried inside you.”
    I gasped. The demons roared and tossed the remaining shred of logical thought out of my head. Danny stared hungrily at me as he pulled my pajama pants down over my hips. My underwear followed.
    The heat from his skin sliding over mine almost made me come. When his dick rubbed against mine, I truly thought I was done. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into his lap. I wrapped my legs around him and felt his cock sliding over my hole. After a few minutes of grinding and thrusting, he stilled my hips.
    “I can’t wait,” he mumbled into my mouth. “Please tell me you have lube and condoms.”
    “Bed, under bed,” I muttered, leaning back and blindly feeling around for the box and bottle.
    Apparently I wasn’t moving fast enough for Danny, because he got in on the search, almost crushing me in the process. I took the opportunity to touch his cock, sliding my thumb over the head.
    “Justin,” he warned, tossing me a condom. “Put it on me.”
    I ripped the packet open, but instead of putting it on him right away, I gave his cock a couple of hard tugs. He swore and grabbed the condom from my hand, pushed me away, and rolled it down his dick.
    He opened the bottle and squirted lube into his hand. For a moment, while he hovered over me, the demons roared again. I swatted the memories away and decided to live in the moment. Damn the consequences. He’d already destroyed my heart. I hadn’t needed the stupid thing for the past year, and I certainly didn’t need it now.
    “Justin?” he said quietly.
    I pulled him down on top of me and kissed him like this was my last day on earth. He responded by moving his hand over my cock and down to my balls. My body quivered with excitement, and I automatically raised my knees. He rolled my balls a few times before his fingers slid back to my hole.
    It was only a light, teasing pressure, but it drove me insane. I whined, so he pressed a little harder, but it still wasn’t enough. When my wet tongue slid over his wrist, he stopped and stared at me. His eyes softened, and slowly he pressed harder until he breached my