up into the slit. Dan inhaled sharply, the first crack in his layer of control, and Evan jacked him roughly a few times, his hand confident and strong. He squeezed a little tighter, and Dan’s head rolled back to meet the wall, his neck stretched and exposed. Vulnerable. Beautiful.
Evan kissed Dan’s neck, then brought his hand down to quickly undo his own fly and worked his pants and underwear partway off. He pressed down on Dan’s shoulder. “Get me wet,” he instructed, and he released Dan’s hands. Dan immediately fell to his knees and captured Evan’s cock. Dan’s mouth was perfect, his blowjobs literally staggering, but Evan wasn’t going to let himself enjoy the sensations for long. At least, that was what he thought before Dan kissed the head of his cock, wet and sloppy, and then wrapped his lips around the shaft and eased down, down. He swallowed Evan’s cock with steady determination. Evan was almost too well-endowed, and he’d never found anyone else who could take his full length so easily. He ran his fingers lovingly over Dan’s cheeks, felt the motion beneath the skin as Dan’s tongue worked its magic, soft and then hard, slow rolls mixed with quick flicks. The whole experience was making Evan almost crazy, almost out of control.
But not quite. “Lots of spit,” he managed to say, and when Dan pulled off, he left his mouth loose, leaving a good coating of saliva behind. “Get up here. Turn around.” Dan obeyed, no hesitation, no smart-ass comments, and that was the hottest thing so far. Evan spat on his own fingers, then eased them between Dan’s ass cheeks. Dan canted his hips out, welcoming Evan, and it was almost too much. They’d struggled to get this far, but they’d made it to a place where Dan was comfortable like this, where he trusted Evan. It was a gift, and Evan needed to remember to appreciate it.
He eased his cock into place, worked his way inside, felt the muscles pulsing and then easing around him. He could feel Dan’s body struggling to adjust, could tell when Dan’s brain sent the orders to relax, and he leaned his head forward and kissed the back of Dan’s neck. “You’re perfect,” he murmured, and then he sank the rest of the way in.
His hips started moving of their own accord, and Dan arched to meet every thrust, encouraging Evan to go harder, faster. Evan couldn’t imagine himself ignoring that invitation. He eased one hand under Dan’s shirt and splayed his fingers across Dan’s chest, giving himself more control, and wrapped the other around Dan’s throbbing cock. Dan’s groan was Evan’s reward, made even sweeter when Dan twisted his head around far enough that they could kiss, rough and sloppy. Every thrust of Evan’s body drove the breath out of Dan’s, and Evan found himself trying to inhale at just the right moment, trying to capture the air that had been in Dan’s lungs and bring it into his own. He wanted to be closer, to be joined more tightly and completely than they ever had been.
He also wanted to get off, though, and after a while that took priority. Dan seemed to understand, and he shifted so he was braced on the wall by one arm, bent at the elbow with the forearm crossed in front of his face. That left his other hand free, and he used it to push Evan away from his cock. “Go harder,” he ordered, and Evan straightened his body, braced himself, and complied. Eagerly.
He didn’t last long after that. He tried to hold off, but then Dan came, his body arching and tense, his ass spasming around Evan’s cock, and that was it. Two more rough, shuddering thrusts before he lost control, shooting his seed deep inside Dan’s warm, pliant body.
Evan nuzzled his chin into the crook of Dan’s neck, finding the spot that always made Dan squirm and laugh. “I love you, Danny.”
“You get so fucking sappy after I let you top,” Dan responded, but he didn’t move away. “We should stick a spigot in you, drain it out, and boil up some