Dustin broke the kiss and ducked his head away. He spoke to the floor and wouldn’t look me in the eyes. “I’m not a mercy fuck. Don’t mind me. I’ll stop whining eventually.”

“Who says you’re a mercy fuck? Not me, pal. If you haven’t noticed, I kinda owe you big for saving my furry ass. Besides, if you think this ol’ tom ain’t got some honest lust, check this.” I dropped his sweatpants to my ankles and let him see my pride and joy. Yeah, I’m hung, and if you haven’t noticed, toms ain’t shy about showing off the equipment.

Mr. Bravery just stared like he’d never seen anything like my set. I could smell the pheromones coming off him in waves, but I could pretend not to notice. After all, it’s never wise to advertise your advantages. His mouth opened slowly, and he licked his lips like he couldn’t wait to taste. “I — I’m not sure I can swallow all that.”

“But you wanna, right?” I waited for his careful nod. “Yeah, well I want a piece of you too. So, get down on the floor and let’s go to town, man.” I nibbled on his neck and enjoyed listening to his breath hitch. I wanted to purr.

He slid off the seat and his knees damn near buckled, but he straightened up. “Wait.”

“What now?” Dustin was a little taller than me, so I moved from his neck to his pecs. How–some–ever, this also gave me the opportunity to reach behind and squeeze a handful of toned firefighter buns. I couldn’t wait to part those sweet cheeks, and now my mouth watered for a taste.

“Safe sex. Oh, God. Before you make me forget all caution.” He waved vaguely toward a stack of old suitcases next to his recliner. Then he bit my neck.

“What? You keep ‘em in there?” I had to taste the other nipple. Just had to.

“Movies.” Step by step, neither of us stopping our mutual tasting of each other, we made our slow way over to the suitcases. The only reason I followed was his hand on my cock, tugging

gently in that direction. You know, what they say about having a guy’s jewels in your possession is true — my heart and mind followed. At least I remembered to leave the sweats behind.