Rugged Guard - Jason Collins Page 0,37

as I shook my head back and forth.

“I don’t…” I started. “Can you… Here. Let’s try this.”

I knew my words were coming out like salad, falling all over the place. Even so, I still knew what I wanted to do, which was why I soon reversed our positions, softly pushing Derek back toward the wall as I shifted to stand in front of him.

I moved my hands toward the towel at his waist, carefully unwrapping the fabric before it fell toward the ground.

And then, I went toward the ground, too, shifting down to my knees, slipping Derek’s cock into my mouth.

“Parker…” Derek groaned, his head resting against the wall as his hands moved down to my hair, gingerly running through the strands.

Encouraged by his groans, I placed my palms on either of Derek’s thighs for balance as I started to slowly slide my mouth up and down his cock, trying to take in more of him with each motion. As I sucked him off, Derek’s shaft grew even harder in my mouth, his cock beginning to throb against my cheeks.

And when I tasted Derek’s precome dripping down the back of my throat, I felt my own cock starting to harden underneath the fabric of my jeans, straining against my zipper. I moved a hand down toward the top of my jeans, soon slipping my fingers underneath my boxers, wrapping my palm around my cock in an effort to have some form of release.

But almost as soon as my fingertips touched my shaft, I felt Derek’s hand softly grabbing my arm and pulling it away from my jeans.

“No,” he quietly instructed.

I whimpered in response. “Derek… I need to… if I don’t…”

“Don’t.” He smiled down at me. “I’ll take care of you. Later. I want to.”

“Fine,” I relented bringing my mouth back to Derek’s weeping cock, licking my tongue all around his slit, taking in every drop of his precome. Derek groaned again, and I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could, keeping his shaft in place as I hummed against it.

“Fuck… Parker…” Derek moaned my name, his legs starting to shake. He then gently pushed my shoulders away from him as he took in a few, heavy breaths. “Okay. That’s enough.”

“But you were close.” I couldn’t help the pout that came to my lips. “You don’t want to come in my mouth?”

“Jesus, Parker.” Derek groaned as he brought a hand up to the side of his face. “When you talk dirty like that, you make it really hard for me not to just bend you over and fuck you as hard as I can.”

“You should.”

“What?”

“If that’s what you want to do,” I murmured. “You should go for it.”

“Is that a challenge?” Derek smirked.

“I just want you to do what you want.” My words came out singsong as I smiled up at him. “Is that what you want, Derek? You want to bend me over and fuck me?”

“Fuck. Okay. Now, you’re just teasing me.” Derek let out a low growl and softly gripped my arms, pulling me up from the floor. “Don’t tempt me, Parker Williams.”

“Do you have any condoms down here?” I asked as I glanced around the room. “I can go grab some from my room, but it might take me a while to get back—”

“Don’t you dare.” Derek chuckled as his hands wrapped around my waist. “And don’t worry. I have some condoms. A small bottle of lube, too. They were actually in one of the nightstand drawers down here, like they came with the room.”

“Oh, right. I forgot about that.” I was amused by my own memory. “That was something I went back and forth on when I was designing this place, if I wanted to encourage safe sex or just pretend like everyone who came to Park City was celibate.”

“Well, I’m happy you decided to go with the former. Honestly, I think it’s always a safe bet to assume people are having sex instead of assuming that they aren’t.” Derek chuckled again as he walked over to the dresser drawer near his bed. He returned with a condom, his hands already rolling it down his hard cock. And as my eyes moved toward his other palm, I spotted the small bottle of lube in his grip.

When he was standing in front of me again, Derek pressed a soft kiss into my forehead. His voice then dropped into a low growl before he said, “Now, turn around. Press your hands against the wall.”

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