on, and normally he thinks they're crazy, but Evan responds to the words with a little gasp and even more writhing, so Jeff's willing to take advantage of the situation. "You're doing great, kid. So beautiful, so hot. You even taste good…." And maybe that last part's a little strange, but Evan doesn't object, just stretches his face up for a kiss. It's not a demand, just a suggestion, or even a request, so Jeff gives him what they both want.
The kiss deepens, and Jeff shifts up so he's straddling Evan, getting a better angle. The new position brings their cocks together, and Jeff can feel Evan's whole body quiver as he groans and pushes up, trying desperately to find more contact. "You're right on the edge, aren't you?" Jeff lets his voice be as husky as it wants to be. "It almost hurts, doesn't it, needing to come that bad?" Evan's eyes can't lie, and his mouth doesn't even try. Jeff grins in triumph. "Who's the tease now, kid?"
"Jesus, Jeff, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have teased, that was bad, I'm sorry, just, please, Jeff…."
Jeff cuts him off with a short, hard kiss. "No, don't be sorry. You should have teased, and I should be teasing, and it won't kill you to slow things down a little."
"Jesus, Jeff, I think it might!" There's a hint of laughter in Evan's
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voice, but there's desperation, too, and Jeff takes pity. He can work on the kid's discipline some other time.
Jeff eases back a little, and he can tell from the desperation on Evan's face that the kid thinks he's leaving altogether, but he's really just trying to get a bit more room to work. When his hands fall to the button of Evan's pants, Evan's hips shoot up in anticipation, so hard that Jeff is almost bucked off his perch on the kid's legs. "Take it easy, now," he admonishes, and once Evan has stilled Jeff undoes the button and then the fly, and eases his hands around towards the back. Evan lifts his hips willingly, but this time he's just helping Jeff to pull the pants down. Jeff doesn't bother to take them right off; he doesn't need to for what he's got in mind.
Jeff sits just above Evan's knees and takes a moment to appreciate the view. His sheets are dark red, and Evan's golden skin makes a jeweltoned image against them, the shadows around his muscles enhancing the richness of the image. Jeff's suddenly tempted to paint the picture, even though he gave all that up when he left school and had to get a real job. With subject matter like this, maybe he could find time for a hobby.
Evan's black underwear doesn't really interfere with the image, but the shape of it does call Jeff's mind back to the task at hand. "Okay, kid, we'll take the edge off." He has a flash of self-consciousness when he realizes that maybe he's planning a longer night than Evan had been expecting, maybe longer than Evan had wanted, but he remembers how desperate Evan had been in the living room and feels confident that the kid will want to stick around for a while, at least.
He slides up for a quick kiss, and for the first time Evan doesn't respond as if Jeff's mouth is the center of the universe - he seems a little distracted. "Want my mouth somewhere else, Evan?" Jeff teases. Evan just groans in frustration, and Jeff takes pity on him, sliding his lips down over the strong muscles of Evan's neck and chest, down along the sharp definition of his abdomen, all the way to the waistband of Evan's boxers. He stays there for a while, nipping and licking along the exposed skin,
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using his mouth and chin to edge the elastic down slowly, so slowly, while at the same time he brings his hands up under the legs of the underwear, doing their own teasing, hard massaging mixed with gentle circles, working closer to the center and then fading away before coming back for more.
"Jesus, Jeff, come on!" Evan's begging now, his voice high and needy, and it goes straight to Jeff's cock. He'd been planning on teasing Evan, but he
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