“Eventually,” Payson replied. He pulled back slightly and looked Land in the eye. “How could I not when you’re so perfect for me?”
Land managed to shake his head, having a hard time focusing through the rising lust as Payson continued to suck up marks on his neck and rock their erections together. “Not perfect.”
Payson chuckled. “Well, neither am I. We’ll be fucked up together. How’s that sound?”
“Mm, okay,” he replied breathily.
“Good. If you have any other objections, now’d be the time to say. Otherwise, I’m going to lay you across my bike and fucking claim you, mate.”
Payson actually growled the words, making Land’s chest vibrate. The new nipple rings sent a spike of pleasure-pain straight to his already aching dick. “Yes, please,” he begged, desperately wanting relief.
His lover growled again.
Land moaned in frustration when Payson stepped away, but any words of protest died in his throat when his lover yanked off his shirt then went to work on his jeans. Payson spared him a glance and ordered gruffly, “Naked. Now.”
“Here?” he squeaked, glancing around furtively.
“Told you I’m laying you over my bike. Don’t make me rip those pants off you. I happen to like how your ass looks in them.”
Land pulled his shirt over his head, careful not to catch his new rings on the fabric, then peeled his pants off his legs. A thrill shot through him when, seconds later, he stood naked as the day he was born in the middle of the large garage. He went willingly when Payson positioned him over his bike, stomach on the seat and butt in the air.
Payson palmed his cheeks, then pulled them apart, revealing his hole. Land had never thought of himself as an exhibitionist, but the idea that any of Payson’s friends could walk out and see his ass in the air caused a drop of pre-cum to ooze from his slit.
Then, Payson lapped at his anus. The tonguebath sent tingles through Land’s system, and he went up on his toes, chasing more of the amazing, warm, wet massage. Payson didn’t disappoint. His tongue swept over him, then probed inside him, working him open. When Payson actually scraped his teeth over the sensitive flesh of his hole, Land found himself howling with pleasure.
A lubed finger slid into his hole, and Land gasped at the sudden feeling of cold slickness. It gave him just enough presence of mind to mumble, “Where’d you get the lube?”
Kissing his way up the knobs of Land’s spine, Payson murmured against his skin, “Single use packet. Figured I should always carry one now that I’ve found you.” He nipped the nape of Land’s neck and added roughly, “Never know when we’ll feel the urge to fuck.”
Land moaned at the combination of Payson’s words, kisses, and his fingers brushing his prostate. “Good idea,” he gasped. He hissed at the introduction of a third finger so quickly, but Payson sucking his earlobe and slowly jacking his cock quickly distracted him.
Payson stretched him quickly, and just when Land was ready to beg his lover to fill him, Payson eased his fingers away. Instead of spearing him, Payson pulled him upright and spun him around. He opened his mouth to protest, but his lover silenced him with a deep, toe-curling kiss that made Land moan into the other man’s mouth.
Land’s jutting cock bumped against Payson’s. The heat of his lover’s dick contrasted sharply to the cool metal embedded in his shaft. The combined sensations rubbing against Land’s sensitive skin sent shudders through his body. His arms wrapped around Payson, Land gripped the meat of his shoulder-blades and used the hold to rub their dicks together.
Payson plundered Land’s mouth and held him tight while he pleasured them both for several seconds before breaking away. Payson grinned and declared, “Want to see your face when I fuck you this time. Then I’m going to claim you.”
“O-okay,” Land stuttered, wondering how Payson could form a coherent thought right then.
Still holding his hand, Payson spun around Land and straddled his bike, backward like he had the night before, and rested his back against the gas tank. The black leather seat accentuated the metal balls running up the length of Payson’s jutting shaft and the small hoop at the head. Payson’s wide slit already oozed pre-cum, making Land’s mouth water for a taste.
“Another time,” Payson said, obviously catching the way Land licked his lips at the sight of him spread out across his bike. He gave Land a lascivious smile and ordered, “Ride me, baby.”
It took some doing, and plenty of help from Payson, but Land finally found himself straddling his lover, the man’s dick up his butt and his balls pressed against Payson’s crack. And nothing had felt better or more right, making all his cares and concerns melt away in pleasure.