Second Chances in New Port Stephen - Chapter 57

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Second Chances in New Port Stephen - Chapter 57

Nick switched to his other nipple, kissing along his skin as he moved. “Good?” he asked.
“Mmm.” Eli nodded, his eyes mere slits. It occurred to him that maybe Nick wasn’t personally
aware of how good it actually felt. Had he ever done this for Nick back when they were horny
teenagers? He didn’t think so. That had been an era where men were men and their nipples
were, for all intents and purposes, ignored completely for some reason. Probably rampant
homophobia.
“Here.” He sat up, dislodging Nick, who made a mournful whine at being interrupted. Eli
laughed at that. “Your turn. Yeah?”
“Uh, yeah.” Nick lay down with his hands palm up on either side of his head. Like this was a
stickup or something. Or like he didn’t know where he was allowed to put them.
Eli felt a wave of fondness wash over him. Even if this was only an experiment for Nick, he
seemed determined to be on his best behavior. It was sweet. He settled atop him, straddling his
waist. Without breaking eye contact, he put his thumb up to his mouth and licked the pad of it.

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“Oh.” The word left Nick on an exhale. His eyes sparkled in anticipation.
Eli brought the damp digit down to Nick’s chest to rub slow, wet circles around the nub of his
pebbled nipple. Nick made a sound like someone had punched the air out of him. Or had
actually paid attention to an underserved erogenous zone.
Wow, Eli thought with a self-satisfied smirk. It really does get better.
“Good?” he asked.
Nick’s eyes squeezed shut. “Do you have to be so fucking smug?”
“I’m not! You literally asked me the exact same thing a minute ago.”
“Yeah, but I wasn’t smug about it.”
Eli pinched his nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a quick twist. Nick
practically arched off the bed. If Eli’s balance had been even a smidge less masterful, he would
have been thrown like a rider from a horse.
“Holy shit.” Nick stared up at him, mouth hanging open. “Do that again.”
Eli couldn’t help the now-smug smile that took over his face. He did it again. And again. Each
time Nick reacted like he was being shown some secret of the universe, if secrets of the
universe could go straight to his dick. Eli could feel him against his backside, hard as a rock.
He had a whole checklist that needed to be dealt with, and top of the list was getting Nick
naked. He removed Nick’s jeans and boxer briefs with crisp efficiency. Nick’s cock was, all joking
aside, actually very big. He was uncut, which got him teased in the locker room back when they
were kids, but Eli never understood what the big deal was. So what if his dick didn’t match
everyone else’s dick? It wasn’t the Rockettes; they weren’t going to do some dance number
together that required everything to look the same. Besides, Eli had read
in some ancient Cosmo article that people with foreskins could feel more pleasure, so who was
the real winner here?
He looked up from his affectionate reexamination of Nick’s cock. “Did I ever ask you about an
article in Cosmo back in the nineties? I must have.”
Nick blinked down the length of his bare body several times. “Can we maybe discuss this later?”
“Right. Sorry.” Eli gestured to his ear to indicate his wayward thoughts. “Went down memory
lane, I guess.”

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“Anything I can do to maintain your interest in the present?” Nick sounded almost bitchy, which
was one of Eli’s most enduring turn-ons. Only Nick could manage imperious while flat on his
back, buck naked with his dick in Eli’s face.