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rising and falling quickly, Ridge watched him, eyes moving over his face. “I weigh one-eighty. So this is pretty impressive.” One lone finger traced Drew’s lower lip. “I’m impressed, at least.” A blond eyebrow cocked.
    Easing his head back from that finger, Drew stepped forward once more. Leaning down a bit, he jerked his chin at the door. “Can you reach the lever?” Drew kept a tight hold on Ridge as he turned toward the opening, glad when the other man said nothing more.
    Ridge obligingly leaned to the side and pushed the handle down, then shoved the door a few inches. Drew booted it the rest of the way open, then nudged it closed behind them as he walked through. He took a quick look around, noting the open loft concept with living/dining/kitchen space all in one big area. He saw a couple of doors across the room and walked toward the open one.
    “Kiss me.” Ridge moaned as Drew complied, then whimpered softly as he caught Drew’s tongue between his lips, sucking strongly on it. Drew pushed it farther inside, and Ridge wrapped his lips around it. He nibbled on it, playing a little bit, and was rewarded by Drew’s throaty growl. Drew shoved him against the wall next to the bedroom doorway, back pressed flat as Drew thrust forward, grinding.
    Drew reached between them, his lips still locked with Ridge’s, his tongue thrusting toward the back of Ridge’s throat as he jerked open his own jeans, pulling out his aching cock. He angled his hand and reached for Ridge’s waistband, trying to get the other man’s jeans open.
    Ridge pushed at Drew’s shoulders, moving his head back from the steamy kiss, panting. “Let me do it!” He brought a hand down and shoved between them, ripping open the buttons on his fly.
    Drew took over as soon as he felt it loosen, knocking Ridge’s hand out of the way and taking hold of one beautiful cock. It was slightly longer than his own, a little thicker. He palmed it in quick appreciation, gripping the silky hardness in his fist, pulling at it from base to tip. He felt the pre-come leaking at the tip and used his thumb to spread the wetness, rubbing and pushing against Ridge’s slit as he did so.
    Ridge bumped his head against the wall, crying out. “God! Your hand -- oh, God, that’s good. So good.” He rocked his hips into that grip, keeping his legs tight around Drew’s waist.
    Drew tilted his head and ran his tongue down Ridge’s throat, tasting him, rubbing his tongue over the pounding pulse. He used his teeth, biting down and sucking, hearing Ridge cry out. He shifted the hand pulling on Ridge and brought their dicks together, rubbing their combined wetness on the silky skin of both heads.
    “How’s that feel, huh?” He whispered the words against Ridge’s right ear as he ate at the sweet lobe, flicking it with his tongue and biting down on it. He drove his tongue inside.
    Ridge was whimpering steadily now, the soft sounds interspersed with Drew’s grunts as Drew used his thumb to bring both cockheads together, their sensitive undersides rubbing. Ridge let loose an anguished moan, his hips driving faster into Drew’s hand as his head again dropped back against the wall. Drew’s grip tightened on both their cocks, increasing the friction to heighten their pleasure.
    The excitement built as they worked toward orgasm. Drew bent down and, with his teeth, grabbed the muscle between Ridge’s neck and shoulder; he bit down. Ridge squealed and exploded into orgasm, his semen filling Drew’s hand. Drew let go of Ridge’s cock and grabbed his own tightly, the feeling of heated wetness driving him crazy. He pulled faster, grunting, his weight pinning Ridge to the wall now. He felt his orgasm boil up from his balls and shot his load onto Ridge, wetting the blond’s T-shirt and belly.
    Their chests heaving, they panted hot breath onto each other, their foreheads bumping softly as their eyes met.
    Ridge moved a fraction of an inch and brought their lips together,