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eyelids dropped as Saint began to stroke.
    “I shouldn’t be doing this. I told myself I had to leave you alone,” Saint rasped and a weak laugh burst from Finn as his head rolled against the wall. Heat and pleasure swirled in is groin and his body was starting to twitch as his nerves tightened.
    “I’m glad you didn’t listen,” he said and he couldn’t stop his lips from curving. He licked them and shook his head in disbelief. The crisp taste of Saint’s lips and tongue was still there and Finn felt like he was wrapped in Saint’s clean, soft scent and warmth. Then, he wasn’t. Finn opened his eyes and had to blink several times before he looked down and found Saint on his knees, his lips hovering in front of Finn’s cock as Saint’s hand continued to tug. “Holy shit,” Finn whispered and he instinctively reached for the banister above his head.
    Saint’s eyes were heavy when they reached Finn’s as his mouth fell open. Finn held his breath as Saint’s tongue slid past his lips and they both moaned as it washed up the length of Finn’s erection. Finn hissed as Saint’s lips brushed over the head, caressing gently before Saint’s lips wrapped around it and slid down Finn’s cock, taking him deep. Saint sucked and Finn’s eyes rolled back into his head. Saint’s hands closed around Finn’s ass and there was another growl as Saint’s head began to rise and fall rapidly as he sucked hungrily. He was so good. Finn couldn’t remember the last time Taylor had sucked his cock but he’d never been as enthusiastic. Saint let Finn’s cock slip from his lips and began to lap wildly, up and down the shaft before he lowered his head and pulled one of Finn’s balls into his mouth and sucked. Finn hissed and rose on his toes and Saint chuckled softly as he nuzzled his lips and nose into Finn’s sack and pulled in a deep breath. Finn’s erection throbbed angrily and he whimpered as his fingers sifted through Saint’s hair. Just as Finn was about to beg, Saint’s tongue and lips glided up his length and Finn moaned as wet heat wrapped around the cock. Saint was relentless, sucking and swallowing as much of Finn’s length as he could manage while his hands worked at the shaft and tugged at Finn’s sack.
    Finn’s body began to tighten and the pressure rose from his balls and into his shaft as Saint released his cock with a loud pop and Finn yelped as everything spun around him and his chest hit the wall. There was a flash of panic before his legs were pushed wide and a loud giggle burst from Finn as he felt soft prickling brush along the cleft of his ass before his mind registered that it was Saint’s beard then he gasped as velvety, slick heat slid between his cheeks. Saint moaned happily as his large hands opened Finn and more wet heat washed over his tender flesh. Saint was possessed. He licked, laved and sucked greedily as Finn’s hands locked around the bannister posts and his face pressed against the wall as he panted and pleaded Saint’s name. Saint ignored Finn as he feasted, his tongue probing and swirling until Finn was nearly mindless.
    “I need to fuck you.” The words were heavy, deep and wet against Finn’s skin and a wave of lust rolled through Finn and he felt a gnawing hunger deep in his ass. Teeth dug into his flesh and Finn bit his lip and pulled in a deep breath, trying to clear his brain. He’d never had sex with anyone he hadn’t dated for at least a few weeks. Spontaneous sex with strange men had never been his thing. At least it wasn’t until Saint pushed him against the wall and attacked him. Now, nearly anonymous sex felt very much like Finn’s thing. “I have a rubber,” Saint whispered huskily and Finn’s cock throbbed and his ass tingled in anticipation.
    “Ok,” he breathed and his nerves bubbled anxiously and his heart pounded as Saint’s lips brushed back and forth across the globes of Finn’s ass.
    The sound of the wrapper ripping made Finn’s palms sweat