Guys on Top 02 - Guys on the Side (27 page)

Angelo straightened up, eyes on Corey as he unbuttoned his own shirt. He slid it off, one shoulder at a time, then tossed it onto the floor. Falling forward, Angelo planted his palms on either side of Corey’s head, then leaned down, kissing him, licking his tongue, sucking his lower lip. Moving to Corey’s neck, Angelo nipped with his teeth, then pressed their chests together and glided his body down, hot skin and hard muscle dragging over Corey’s erection.

Sliding hands under Corey’s ass, Angelo tilted his head to the side and mouthed up the length of his cock. When he reached the head, he flicked his tongue across it.

“You...” Corey’s breath left him. “You sure you’ve never done this before?”

“I told you, Corey.” Angelo’s tongue flicked the head again. “I want to taste all of you,” he said, then sucked Corey’s entire cock into his mouth, all the way to the base.

“Fuck!” Corey’s hand slapped the back of the couch, gripping it tight.

With agonizing slowness, Angelo lifted his head, tongue sliding along as he drew his mouth up and off. He looked up at Corey. “Do you like being in my mouth?”

Corey nodded, but couldn’t speak.
Yes, especially since it’s
your
mouth
. Angelo’s mouth. Knowing Angelo had never done this before, combined with the simple fact that it was
Angelo
flipped a switch inside Corey. His heart pounded and his ass clenched, so turned on he couldn’t see straight.

“You want to be in my mouth again?” Angelo asked softly, his teasing tone turning Corey on further.

Corey’s head fell back onto the couch pillow and he groaned. “Please.”

With no hesitation, Angelo sucked Corey in deep again, making him whimper and lift his hips. Corey had barely recovered when Angelo pulled back and took him in again, adding suction.

“Angelo.” The word left Corey’s lips in a puff of breath, his senses on fire.

But Angelo didn’t pause, didn’t waver. He kept his mouth on Corey, moaning softly around his cock as his head bobbed up and down, sucking him like a pro.

Like a wrestler tapping out in the ring, Corey slapped his hand against the couch back as his arousal stampeded toward climax without warning. Not since adolescence had he been taken to the brink so quickly, but ego over his lack of stamina here took a backseat to the blinding pleasure that dizzied his awareness. “Angelo, stop...I’m too close...”

Sliding Corey out of his mouth, Angelo looked up and their eyes met. He wore that endearing, cautious expression Corey had come to love.

There’s my shy guy
.

“Don’t you want me to make you come?” he asked, lips glistening.

“I...” Corey’s stomach trembled.
I don’t want to come in your mouth in case it grosses you out
, was what he wanted to say.

“I want it,” Angelo said, answering his thought. “I want to feel you come in my mouth. I want to taste it.”

“Oh, fuck.” Corey’s balls tightened at Angelo’s words. “Are you sure?”

Angelo’s answer was to draw Corey’s cock into his mouth again.

Deep, resonant moans came unbidden from Corey as Angelo cupped his balls with his hand and bobbed his head faster, sucking Corey so hard he saw stars before his eyes. His back arched and his hips thrust, then bliss exploded through him, the pleasure in his cock almost pain as he shot his release into Angelo’s hot, wet mouth, the suction bringing him so hard he let out a full on scream as his head slammed back onto the pillow.

Just as Corey was on the brink of oversensitivity, Angelo’s mouth drew back, releasing him. Letting out a shuddering sigh, Corey looked up in time to see Angelo wipe his mouth. He had taken it all in, but hadn’t swallowed.

Angelo met his eyes, something like shock and awe in his expression, and Corey couldn’t help laughing at the ‘
Did that just happen?’
look.

When Angelo stood, Corey noticed the enormous bulge in his pants, and was very happy to see it. Shock and awe aside, at least he knew the act had turned Angelo on. “You all right?”

Angelo grinned shyly, then sat on the edge of the couch next to Corey. He ran a thumb over Corey’s bottom lip. “Are you?”

Corey took Angelo’s thumb into his mouth, swirled his tongue around it and popped it out again. “What do you think?”

Smiling widely, Angelo asked, “Felt good then?”

“Take your pants off,” Corey said. “And I’ll show you just how good it felt.”

Angelo’s eyes widened, a crimson flush climbing his cheeks. “You don’t have to. I wanted to give you pleasure.” He stroked his thumb over Corey’s lip again.

“You’re always touching my lips,” Corey said softly.

Smiling, Angelo nodded. “Love your lips.”

“Don’t you want to feel them wrapped around your cock?”

Angelo stilled.

Corey reached down and rubbed Angelo over his pants. Still hard as a rock. “If you don’t want to, that’s all right.”

Closing his eyes, Angelo’s brows pinched together as Corey continued to rub him.

“Get up and take your pants off,” Corey said.

Nodding slightly, Angelo opened his eyes and stood. He unzipped his pants and let them drop, stepping out of them. He stood in his briefs, looking down at Corey.

Corey sat up, smiling. “Keep going.”

Hooking his thumbs on the waistband, Angelo paused.

“Shy?” Corey smiled.

Angelo chuckled. “A little too excited I think. Just looking at your mouth makes me want to come.”

“Take those off, then come and kneel in front of me on the couch, between my legs. I don’t care if it happens fast, I want to get you off.”

“Shit,” Angelo cursed softly. “You’ve been warned,” he said, and slid his briefs down. They fell to his ankles and he kicked them off.

Corey’s eyes fell on Angelo’s thick, smooth cock. It was fully erect, pointing upward.
Beautiful
. The curve of his bare hips, the small patch of dark hair, just beautiful, and Corey wanted it all. “Come here,” he said, his voice low.

Angelo moved cautiously to the couch and knelt between Corey’s parted thighs as instructed.

Corey’s hands smoothed up Angelo’s thighs from his knees to his hips, noting a slight tremble in the hard muscles of his lower belly. The head of his cock glistened with his arousal. Oh yes. Angelo was more than ready. And Corey was more than ready to taste him.

For a moment he pondered whether to tease him, play with him, use what Zach had called
his magic tricks
, but he didn’t want Angelo coming in his hand. He wanted that gorgeous cock in his mouth when it exploded, because he wanted Angelo to feel that.

So he bypassed any foreplay, and gently cupping Angelo’s ass, he wrapped his lips around the head of his cock and sucked him in slowly.

“Oh God...” Angelo’s hands slapped onto Corey’s head, fingers gripping handfuls of hair. “Oh God...” he said again when Corey swirled his tongue over the underside of his length, then drew back, only to quickly tug him in all the way.

“Ah...” Angelo’s fingers tightened in Corey’s hair. “Your mouth...your fucking mouth is so fucking...Corey, it’s too much, too late...”

Taking the cue, Corey squeezed Angelo’s ass tightly, spreading his cheeks, then sucked his cock as hard as he could, bobbing his head in a fast rhythm.

Angelo’s hips jerked. He whimpered twice, then let out a deep howl as he exploded into Corey’s mouth, coating his tongue and the back of his throat.

Corey’s hands moved to Angelo’s hips to steady him as his body started to sway and wobble. The fingers in Corey’s hair pulled so hard it was painful, but he continued to suck and swallow and tongue Angelo’s cock until he knew he’d prolonged the other man’s bliss as long as he possibly could.

As his release ebbed, Angelo’s shaking thighs gave out and his cock slipped from Corey’s mouth as he dropped down onto his ass, then let himself fall back on the couch. Chest rising and falling, Angelo covered his eyes with his hand and let out a long sigh.

Corey got up and moved over on the floor, sitting beside Angelo and wiping his brow. He kissed his temple. “You all right?”

Angelo grinned, still covering his eyes. “I think it’s funny that you always ask me that when things are so far beyond
all right
.”

Corey gently grasped Angelo’s hand and moved it away from his eyes. “Just checking on you.”

Angelo turned his head and grinned. “Well you can stop. I’m not going to go running off screaming and lock myself in the closet because of your big scary cock.”

Brushing his palm over Angelo’s short black hair, Corey said, “I’m glad to hear that. How ’bout a shower?”

Angelo sat up, groaning. “Okay. If I can still walk.”

Chapter Eighteen

Angelo stood naked in the living room. He’d left Corey to freshen up and brush his teeth before joining him in the shower. Feeling weird being naked, he pulled his briefs back on.

His cock was still sensitive, his entire body light and thrumming with a soft contentment. Though his emotions were slightly turbulent. His mind had returned to their prior conversation about coming out, the one that had caused a fight. Angelo would have sappily called it
their first fight
but he supposed he’d have to leave that title to their initial meeting, when he’d come by the house in that stupid leather jacket with Tommy.

That Angelo’s mind was back on the speculation of revealing his newfound sexuality was not provoked by any real anxiety over what response that confession might bring. He was thinking about it because he knew now that unless Corey Stengel told him to fuck off and pointed to the door anytime soon, there was no way Angelo was going to stop seeing him. And he had absolutely no intention of hiding it from the world. It was too big to hide, too amazing to treat like some dirty secret.

But it did give his gut a little flip, considering he was supposed to go out for wings with Jake and Randy tomorrow on his lunch hour—and they
always
seemed to ask if Angelo was dating anyone.

“Hey Angelo,” Corey called out from down the hall. “You can come in now.”

Smiling, Angelo headed down the hall. When he entered the bathroom, Corey was digging through his linen closet, still naked, and Angelo let his eyes trail over his broad shoulders, tapered waist, and the pale curve of his ass, still blown away that he found another man’s body so alluring.

“Here.” Corey handed him a toothbrush, still in the packaging. “I’m gonna get in the shower, come join me when you’re done.” He kissed Angelo’s cheek, then went and started the shower.

As Angelo brushed his teeth in the sink, he had a fleeting thought about how many spare toothbrushes Corey kept in his linen closet, and that led to wondering how many lovers he’d had. Angelo guessed it was a lot, though he also knew Corey had been involved seriously with men, had relationships. For the first time Angelo found himself wondering what sort of things Corey had done with those other men in bed, and if his own inexperience would ever become a hindrance.
Christ, I’m a fucking virgin again
.

But something inside told him he didn’t have to worry about that. Corey had done nothing but treat Angelo with care and patience, and he’d said he wanted to give things a chance. Plus, despite their sexual activities, Angelo still felt there was the potential for a deeper connection between them. Not that the sexual activities weren’t always on his mind—he’d been thinking of little else since their first encounter Saturday night, and now he was sure his mind would be even more in the clouds this coming week, thinking about what it had felt like to have Corey in his mouth, and the ecstasy he’d felt releasing himself into Corey’s.

After rinsing his toothbrush, he moved toward the shower. Corey pulled the curtain back, looking extra delectable with his blond hair wet and his body glistening under the stream. “Come on in,” Corey said.

Angelo started to step in when Corey placed a hand on his chest. “You might want to take your underpants off first.”

Laughing, Angelo nodded. “Right.” He stepped out of his briefs, then joined Corey in the shower.

“My shy guy,” Corey said, wrapping an arm around Angelo’s waist then pulling him under the shower stream.

“I’m not shy,” Angelo said, thrilled anew by the press of Corey’s wet body up against his.

Corey smiled, rubbing a bar of soap down Angelo’s back. “Yes, you are. It’s cute. You’re cute.”

“Cute?” Angelo stepped back, allowing Corey to soap up his chest and stomach. “I’m a doctor, you know. A trusted professional. I can’t
be
cute.”

Corey pulled him in with an arm around his back. “Can I call you sexy?”

“That works.”

Corey kissed him, and Angelo parted his lips, relishing the wet sliding of their chests as their tongues met. Corey eased back and blinked water out of his eyes. “You’re sexy, Doctor Nardovino,” he said, then captured Angelo’s mouth again.

Corey calling him
Doctor Nardovino
was a weird turn-on, but Angelo was starting to think he’d be turned on by pretty much anything Corey did. And he was just starting to really get into the kissing when Corey pulled back and patted his cheek.

“You finish up,” Corey said. “I’m gonna get out and dry off. Come warm up in my bed when you’re done.”

And with that, he left the shower.

Angelo soaped himself up and rinsed. Warming up in Corey’s bed...this ‘date’ was certainly going well. He hadn’t assumed he’d spend the night when he came over earlier, but he had to admit he’d hoped something like that would happen. Corey seemed so comfortable with him now, such a contrast to the way he’d been when Angelo arrived, all twitchy and defensive. He hoped that meant Corey had stopped being wary of Angelo, that he’d accepted his affection as genuine. Of course Angelo
had
sucked his cock, which might have done a thing or two to convince him of his sincerity.

But cuddling in bed? That was another kind of intimacy altogether. It was Angelo’s nature to try and get people to open up to him, and he knew he could be too probing at times because of it, because it’s what he did all day long at his job and it was often difficult to shut that down. While he got a lot of clues from Corey’s energy—his kindness, his recent pressures, his desire for Angelo—there was still a bit of a wall up there, Angelo could sense it. And while it was far too soon to be demanding full disclosure, he hoped Corey would open up to him a little more tonight, lower his guard, talk more about himself and his life. Angelo just wanted to get to know him better.