Saving Grapes - Madeline Kirby Page 0,39

are not adorable.”

“You are totally adorable. And since we have a little time before dinner, I am going to show you exactly how adorable I think you are.”

“What?”

“Yep. Right here, right now.” Ben took Thom’s beer from his hand and sat it on the counter next to his own.

“Hey, I wasn’t finished with that!”

“You can have it back later. First, though,” Ben reached down, pulled Thom to his feet, spun him around, and backed him up to the table.

“Wait! What are you doing? This is the kitchen!”

“Abso-fucking-lutely adorable.”

Thom’s response was lost when Ben’s mouth came down on his own, and after a moment of feeble squirming Thom relaxed and surrendered to Ben’s kiss. When Ben put his hands on Thom’s hips and lifted him onto the table, Thom didn’t protest until he felt an icy wetness seeping through his jeans. He squirmed and shifted, then pulled back far enough to say, “Wet spot. There’s a wet spot on the table.”

Ben stepped back and pushed Thom back until he was lying down, and went to work on his belt and fly. “Let’s get you out of these wet jeans, then,” he said, pulling off Thom’s jeans and briefs at the same time. He stopped to pull off Thom’s boots and socks, and in barely a minute Thom was naked from the waist down and Ben was pulling off his own t-shirt to wipe up the rest of the water on the table.

Ben stood at the edge of the table between Thom’s legs, and leaned forward to nuzzle Thom’s neck. “I’m going to have an afternoon snack,” he whispered into Thom’s ear. “You just lie back and look adorable.”

“I really don’t think—”

“Now, now, don’t be a prude, sweetheart,” Ben said, pulling a chair up so he was sitting between Thom’s legs in a perfect spot to linger over the feast spread out before him. He set to work, nipping and licking up and down the length of Thom’s dick until Thom was moaning and thrusting, his hands gripping the edge of the table.

Ben scooted back a bit, then with his hands on the backs of Thom’s thighs, lifted his legs up and out to spread Thom open. The moaning stopped and Ben could tell Thom was feeling self-conscious again. He lowered his head and started licking Thom’s balls, taking first one and then the other into his mouth and sucking gently. “Is this okay?” he asked in a quiet voice when he felt Thom start to relax again.

“Mm-hmm.”

“How about this?” He lowered his head to run his tongue over the puckered skin surrounding Thom’s hole. Thom’s hips jerked and he gasped. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he said, and licked again, swirling his tongue around the dusky hole a few times before pointing his tongue and poking at the center. Thom tried to squirm away.

“No,” Thom panted. “Dirty.”

“You’re fine,” Ben reassured him. But he moved back to Thom’s balls, licking and sucking again before taking Thom’s cock into his mouth and lowering his head until he had his nose buried in the curly hair at the base of Thom’s shaft. He pulled back, sucking, and ran his tongue around the head. He repeated this a few times, thinking that Thom was just the perfect size – thick, but not so long that Ben choked when he went down on him. He put a finger in his mouth alongside Thom’s cock, getting it slick with spit and then using it to tease at Thom’s hole.

Thom was moaning again, his hips barely rocking, and Ben pulled off just enough to whisper, “You can move. It’s okay,” before taking Thom deep again and pressing his finger in just to the first knuckle. Just that tiny amount of penetration was all it took, and suddenly Thom was jerking and thrusting, scrabbling his hands on the table for leverage, and coming hard and hot into Ben’s mouth. Ben swallowed as fast as he could, stroking Thom’s hole gently with his fingers.

“Oh God, oh God.” Thom was moaning, his head rolling back and forth on the table. Ben pulled him up to a sitting position and silenced him with a salty kiss.

“Now that’s what I call an afternoon snack,” Ben said when he raised his head.

Thom reached down to where he could see Ben’s erection pushing against the front of his jeans. “What about you?”

“I was thinking, later, we could continue what I started a few minutes ago.”

“Huh?”

“Well, you were the one who said it was dirty.”

“Ohh.”

“So,