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disappeared. In its place, Gil’s pupils had grown larger, blacker. He stopped licking for a moment. “You like that?” For answer, Gil arched toward him and growled an affirmative, his eyes glittering with lust.
    Sometimes having a few pounds weight advantage came in handy. Miles twisted the shirt even tighter and placed his arm into the small of Gil’s back, stretching him backwards as he latched onto the other nipple, rolling it around in his mouth, biting sharply. Gil moaned and gasped as he did so.
    Miles brought his free hand down and cupped Gil’s package, squeezing and stroking it as he sucked on the nipple. Gil bucked under his touch, but his hands weren’t struggling to break free although Miles could feel the tension there. Somehow, he managed to undo the button of Gil’s dress trousers with one hand and pull down the zip. Gil’s cock was struggling to escape his boxers so Miles set it free. A drop of pre-cum sparkled at the tip. The sight of it drew another groan from Miles. He sank to knees that were almost unable to bear his weight anymore and drew the glistening head into his mouth.
    This was one hell of a ride. Gil’s brain had disengaged when Miles had squeezed his cock. He had known about the doctor’s dominant personality, had thought more than once that he was probably bossy in bed, but this? Then the wet heat of Miles’ mouth closed around him and coherent thought fled completely.
    Miles swallowed Gil’s cock and didn’t care that he seemed to be moaning louder than Gil was. It seemed years, was years since he’d been able to let himself go like this. To suck, heck feast on cock, and not any cock, but Gil’s cock. Some part of him must have been lusting after the man even though the sane part had been denying the attraction. Now it was here in his mouth he couldn’t get enough of it. He tightened his lips around the nice sized girth and drew back, relishing the feel of the hard length as it passed through his lips until just the tip rested inside his mouth, his tongue lazily exploring under the foreskin, tracing the head. He glanced up, searching Gil’s face for some sort of sign that he was enjoying this as much as Miles was. Gil’s eyes were shut though, his head tipped backwards, mouth open slightly, gasping.
    God, he looked like a fucking angel. Miles stroked the smooth skin of his hip a couple of times then tightened his grip, preventing Gil from thrusting forward as he swallowed his cock all the way down. For a second Miles just stayed there, his nose buried in the hairs at the base, inhaling the musky smell he loved so much, then he pulled back to the tip and sucked him in again, gradually picking up the pace as his body started to remember his old tricks. How to suck cock like a pro.
    Some part of Gil’s brain was telling him he shouldn’t submit so completely to this, that he should object to being restrained and should challenge for dominance, or at least equality. But another part of him, the compassionate empathic side, knew Miles probably needed it this way. It was the way he was, and with a slight shock, Gil realised he was probably only now seeing the real person. Miles was being totally honest with him for the first time since they had met. If Gil couldn’t accept that, then they had no business being together. It didn’t change the fact that he desperately wanted to run his hands through Miles’ hair and thrust his hips into that amazing heat.
    Miles moaned as he swallowed. The tip of Gil’s cock was lodged deep. How long had he denied himself this? This feeling of being so close to another man. He sucked hard and was rewarded by spurts of cum flooding down his throat. Gil’s hips jerked under his touch. Vaguely he became aware that Gil was struggling to get free.
    Miles let go of the shirt, releasing Gil’s trapped hands and dropped back on his heels. Gil’s cock making a soft plop as it fell out of his mouth. Miles licked his lips and swallowed, but was too