Making It Personal by Wells, C. (best non fiction books of all time txt) 📗

had alighted on, but he didn’t have to wait long to find out. Alec turned to face him, holding aloft the DVD, with a bound and gagged naked man on the cover, a spreader bar between his legs. Alec was chuckling as he placed the DVD back on the shelf.

“Oh, Blake. You and I are really going to have some fun tonight.” Alec took a few more sips from his glass and then carefully placed it on the coffee table. He reached across to take Blake’s glass from him and repeated the action. A frisson of anticipation danced up and down Blake’s spine as Alec moved closer to him, his eyes bright.

“Don’t you think it’s about time you unwrapped your present?” His voice had a husky quality that did delicious things to Blake’s body.

Blake shivered as Alec bent down, his face now inches away. “Do you kiss?” Blake asked softly, his eyes on Alec’s lips, his tongue darting out to moisten his own. Blake was gratified to hear Alec’s low whimper of approval.

“I love kissing,” Alec murmured softly, as his hand reached down to cup Blake’s cheek… and at last their mouths met in a soft brushing of lips, Blake’s own groan of pleasure sounding so loud in his ears. Alec’s eyes widened and he broke the soft kiss. “Oh, you’re responsive. I like that.” His eyes glittered. “But I think we need to change the pace, don’t you?”

Before Blake could react, his mouth was taken in a bruising kiss, Alec plunging his tongue deep, exploring him. Blake reacted eagerly, their mouths meeting in a collision of teeth and tongues as they reached out to grab hold of each other, both men clearly wanting. Alec hauled Blake to his feet and grabbed his head with both hands, deepening the kiss, his low moans leaving Blake in no doubt that Alec was really getting into this. And Blake’s cock definitely wanted in on this, too. Suddenly Blake was as hard as a rock.

Alec broke off, gasping, to pull Blake toward the fire.

“Want me to fuck you on this nice, thick rug?” He reached down to cup Blake’s burgeoning erection which was pressing almost painfully against the zipper of his jeans. He squeezed and rubbed, and Blake groaned loudly, thrusting his groin into Alec’s touch, wanting more.

“Fuck, yes,” Blake moaned, as Alec rubbed harder. Christ, it’s not possible to be this hard, is it? When Alec popped the button free on his jeans and slipped his hand inside to wrap around Blake’s turgid cock, Blake whimpered, the sound full of urgent need. Alec grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into another fervent kiss, sucking on his tongue as he freed Blake’s cock from his jeans.

Blake’s legs trembled, almost buckling as Alec dragged him to the floor, and the two men landed on the thick rug on their knees. Alec freed his cock and balls, only to begin unbuttoning Blake’s black shirt, moving his hands restlessly over Blake’s chest, plucking at his nipples until Blake cried out, desperate for more. Jeans were pulled off in swift tugs, Alec’s T-shirt sailed into the air, neither man willing to stop until at last both were naked, clothes strewn over the floor. Alec dropped onto his back and pulled Blake astride him to straddle his chest, tugging at his aching dick.

“God, Blake, your dick is a thing of beauty.” Alec licked his lips and Blake watched breathlessly, his pulse racing, as a silken thread of pre-come, suspended from his slit and glinting in the firelight, touched Alec’s lips. Alec caught it on his tongue and hungrily sucked Blake deep. Blake arched and threw his head back, gasping as Alec twirled his tongue over the head before tightening his lips around the shaft, exerting pressure as he slid Blake deeper. Alec grabbed Blake’s hips and held him tight, his head bobbing furiously as he worked Blake’s dick.

Blake wanted to take it slower, take time to appreciate Alec’s body, but he was dragged along by a relentless tide. Alec hauled Blake until his dick was plunging down into Alec’s throat, Blake’s hips pumping as he fucked Alec’s mouth, Blake supporting himself on locked arms. Alec moaned around his shaft, the vibrations heightening Blake’s pleasure as he slid faster and faster, Alec reaching to grab Blake’s arse and pull him deeper. When Alec slid a finger down his crack and tapped against his hole, Blake shouted, his hoarse cries reverberating around the room.

Alec pulled free of his length and stretched across the floor for his duffel bag. He plunged his hand inside and searched, until at last he pulled out a bottle of lube and a condom packet. He clicked off the cap expertly with one hand and dripped lube over his fingers. He tossed aside the bottle and tugged at Blake, encouraging him back into position once more. Blake sank his dick once again into the hot, wet furnace of Alec’s mouth and began to face-fuck him in earnest, his cries growing louder as Alex plunged two fingers into his arse.

“Oh fuck!” Blake froze, his cock deep inside Alec, as those fingers scissored inside him, the burn a reminder of just how long it had been since he’d had something penetrate his arse. Alec’s mouth was heaven as Blake recovered enough to roll his hips, rocking deeper into Alec until Blake’s balls were hitting Alec’s chin. Alec moaned as he pulled off once again, gasping for breath.

“Ride me.” He grabbed the condom packet and thrust it at Blake, who scrambled off him, shifting along until finally Alec’s shaft was in his sights. Blake’s hole clenched in anticipation as he beheld what looked to be nearly eight inches of thick, uncut cock, its head wide and flared. Hands shaking, fingers almost refusing to cooperate, Blake freed the condom from its foil and rolled it down over Alec’s dick. Alec made a grab for the lube bottle and hastily slicked up his cock. His eyes met Blake’s.