wasn’t excessively hairy, but there was more over his pecs and belly, with a dense line of hair leading down to his navel. It grew denser still at his waistband, and Robin yearned to see what lay hidden beneath the denim.
Except Dean chose that moment to unbutton Robin’s fly, and Robin’s breathing hitched. Dean knelt to remove his jeans, tugging them over his feet and removing Robin’s socks in the process. Seconds later he wore only his briefs, his dick jerking against the cotton in a bid to escape.
Dean pressed his face to Robin’s crotch with a sigh. “You smell amazing.”
When Dean stood up without freeing Robin’s dick, he wanted to howl in frustration. Then he forgot all about his own erection as Dean slowly pushed his jeans down to his ankles and stepped out of them. Dean’s thighs were toned, his legs long and covered in a light dusting of hair. His black briefs were tight, the outline of his cock visible.
Fuck, he looks big.
Dean got onto the bed, settling back against the mound of pillows, his long legs stretched out in front of him, apart. “Come here.” He patted the space between his legs. “Lie down on your back.”
His heart thumping, Robin got onto the bed. “How… how do you want me?” Everything had just become that bit more real.
“Like this.” He fell backward as Dean grabbed his hips and tugged him closer, until his butt was between Dean’s thighs, his legs bent, his feet on either side of Dean. “Get comfortable,” Dean told him.
Robin folded his arms beneath his head, his chest rising and falling, his cock tenting his briefs.
Dean nodded. “I want to explore a little.” With one hand on Robin’s right thigh, he cupped Robin’s erect dick, squeezing it gently. Robin did his best to keep his breathing even, but the sight of Dean’s fingers around his shaft thrilled him. The head of Robin’s cock emerged from beneath the cotton, poking toward his thigh, and Dean stroked it with a finger, sending ripples of pleasure through him.
“That… that feels good,” Robin whispered.
“But I’ll bet this feels better.” Dean pulled aside the fabric and Robin’s shaft smacked against his thigh. He shuddered out a breath as Dean curled his fingers around it and leisurely stroked it from root to tip.
Dean was too far away for Robin’s liking.
He sat up, leaning forward to kiss Dean as he shifted position, aware of the hard cock beneath him. “Looks like I’m not the only one who’s turned on.” As if he hadn’t known that downstairs. Robin’s dick jutted out from beneath his briefs, the cotton pulled across to reveal his balls.
Dean shifted until he was lying down, only his head supported by the pillows. “Can you blame me?” he grinned. “Your turn to explore.”
Fuck, where to begin? Robin ignored Dean’s dick and went for his nipples. He homed in on one of them, taking it between his lips while he tweaked the other. Dean arched his back with a sigh, and Robin’s chest swelled. Dean’s soft exhalations were music to Robin’s ears, and he sucked and licked the little buds, Dean’s cock stiffening even more against Robin’s belly.
“I knew you’d be a fast learner,” Dean murmured. Robin tugged on his nipple with his teeth, and he groaned. “Fuck, you’re good at that.”
Robin beamed. “Thanks, teacher.”
Dean chuckled, but the sound died when Robin did as Dean had done, and freed his dick from his briefs, pulling the fabric to one side. Dean was cut, the head wide and flared, the shaft thick with a slight upward curve, and Robin’s hole contracted as he thought about it pushing inside him. Robin curled his fingers around it and unhurriedly moved his hand up and down its warm, silken length, while he returned to lick and suck Dean’s nipple.
I have my hand on another guy’s dick. It was a heady moment of realization.
“Suck it.”
Dean’s command sent a shiver through him, but he got on his knees and pulled the waistband lower to reveal Dean’s thick cock that rose to greet him.
“Take them off.” Dean’s voice was husky.
Robin gazed at Dean with wide eyes, his breath leaving him in short bursts. “Do you know how hot it is when you tell me what to do?”
Dean grasped his dick around its base and held it steady. “Can’t wait to feel your mouth here.”
Robin pulled the briefs over Dean’s hips, Dean raising himself up from the bed to aid him. Robin tossed them aside, then eyed