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his throat. Shit. The man was built, and Tanner couldn’t wait for Mac to bury his cock in Tanner’s ass.
    Mac bit Tanner’s bottom lip and licked the pain away. Tanner tipped his head back, closing his eyes as Mac trailed a line along his jaw and down to Tanner’s neck. He whimpered as Mac placed several stinging kisses in a row, ending at his nipple.
    “Please,” he whispered as Mac breathed warm air over his hard flesh.
    Hot moisture surrounded his nipple when Mac wrapped his lips around it. Tanner arched, cradling the back of Mac’s head to keep the man right there. Teeth and tongue drove Tanner closer to the edge. He kept his other hand on Mac’s butt, and they ground against each other.
    Finally Mac pulled away from him and climbed to his feet. “I’m too old to make out on the couch. Let’s move this to the bedroom.”
    Arguing wasn’t in Tanner’s plan, so he took the hand Mac held out to him and allowed the man to haul him to his feet. They stumbled down the hallway, pausing to kiss and struggle with zippers and belts. By the time they shut the bedroom door behind them, Mac’s jeans were open, and his cock rose proudly from the fabric.
    Tanner dropped to his knees and fisted Mac’s cock. “I want to taste this.”
    Mac pressed against Tanner’s shoulders. “Where are your condoms?”
    “You’re kidding, right?”
    Tanner saw the seriousness in Mac’s eyes. He pushed to his feet and made his way to the bathroom. “Get undressed and on the bed. I’ll be right back.”
    He’d forgotten to stock up on lube and rubbers in the nightstand next to the bed. Opening the drawer under the sink, he grabbed the bottle of slick and the entire box of condoms. Not that they were going to use all of them that night, but he liked to be optimistic.
    The sight greeting him as he stepped back into his bedroom froze him in his tracks. Mac lay on the bed, back propped up by pillows. He had one leg bent at the knee and the other angled out to give Tanner a mouthwatering view of his cock and balls. Mac stroked his fat shaft, swiping his palm across the head on each upstroke.
    Tanner tossed the lube next to Mac’s hip and ripped the box to get a foil packet. He put the box next to the bottle before crawling onto the bed between Mac’s legs. He tore open the packet, shoved Mac’s hand out of the way, and rolled the rubber on.
    Without saying anything, he leaned down and swallowed Mac’s cock down. He didn’t have much gag reflex, so he could take it in until his nose was buried in the curls around the base of Mac’s shaft.
    “Holy fuck, Tanner.” Mac gripped the sides of Tanner’s head while he thrust in and out of his mouth.
    Tanner let Mac do as he wanted while he made sure he applied hard enough suction and tongue. Saliva dripped down over Mac’s balls, tempting Tanner. He fondled them, squeezing and tugging slightly. Not enough to hurt him but to add an edge to the sensation. He teased the soft skin behind them, and Mac moaned.
    Slipping his fingers into his mouth alongside Mac’s cock, Tanner got them as wet as he could before he reached behind to rub over Mac’s hole. The man tensed but didn’t pull away from him. Tanner didn’t press in or anything, simply played with the puckered flesh.
    Mac tapped Tanner’s shoulder. Not moving away from his position, he glanced up.
    “You can do it. I haven’t bottomed in a while, but go ahead.”
    Tanner pulled off and eased up, bracing his hands on either side of Mac’s head. “Are you sure? I don’t mind bottoming this time.”
    Mac shrugged. “Fine. You can do me next time.”
    “Sounds like a plan for me.” He grinned down at Mac and picked up the lube. “Why don’t you get me ready while I suck on you a little bit more?”
    A shudder racked Mac’s body, and the man nodded. “Okay. Works for me.”
    Tanner handed Mac the bottle of lube and turned to straddle Mac, allowing the man access to his ass while he returned his attention to Mac’s prick.