Heartsville 03 - Another Shot (J.H. Knight) by Heartsville Read Free Book Online

He’d only put away about half of the stuff from his parents’ house. The rest was still strewn across his apartment, waiting to be unpacked.
    “That’s okay,” Brad whispered, letting Aaron pull him toward the bedroom. “I’m still living out of boxes too.”
    “I have no excuse,” Aaron tried to explain as he slid his hand between them, tugging at Brad’s jeans. “I’ve lived here for years.”
    “You can tell me all about it in the morning.” Brad let out a deep breath as Aaron dipped his fingers inside his shorts, brushing against Brad’s cock.
    “Deal,” Aaron whispered, not bothering to flip the light on as he pulled Brad into his bedroom.
    They did their clumsy dance with clothes and shoes, kicking everything off in a trail as they made their way to the bed. As Aaron lifted Brad’s undershirt over his head, he paused and ran his hand down Brad’s broad chest, sliding his fingers through the dark hair over his pecs. “James Purefoy has nothing on you,” he muttered, thinking aloud.
    “What?” Brad laughed, amusement and something close to confusion clear in the sound.
    “Nothing.” Aaron grinned before leaning in closer to dust kisses over Brad’s chest. He trailed lower and caught a nipple with his teeth before swiping his tongue across it.
    He was rewarded with a small curse from Brad as he tangled his fingers into Aaron’s hair.
    Aaron gave Brad a little push when they reached the bed, and Brad fell back on the mattress, groaning when Aaron dropped to his knees in front of him.
    He ran his palms up Brad’s muscled thighs, over his sides, and then traced his thumbs along the edges of Brad’s hipbones. Brad spread his legs wider and reached for Aaron, trying to pull him closer, but Aaron didn’t move. Instead he dipped his head and brushed his lips against Brad’s cock, almost a kiss. He actually got a whimper for that.
    “I hadn’t pegged you for a tease,” Brad muttered, another soft laugh lacing the words together.
    “I’m not a tease,” Aaron said softly, playfully, before trailing the tip of his tongue over Brad’s shaft. “Just wanted to taste you,” he added as he wrapped his fingers around the base of Brad’s erection, stroking him once before parting his lips over the head of Brad’s cock.
    “ Christ ,” Brad hissed, rocking his hips and then stilling.
    Aaron moaned in response, taking the first few drops of Brad’s precome with his tongue before pulling him in deeper, starting a slow rhythm without even meaning to. He hadn’t planned on blowing Brad. He really had just wanted to sample the important bits before moving on, but now that he was here…. Aaron doubled down on his efforts and picked up the pace as he slid his free hand between Brad’s thighs, cupping his balls as he tightened his grip on Brad’s cock. Suddenly, all he wanted was to bring Brad off like this, wanted to feel Brad come in his mouth.
    After a few more hurried strokes, though, Brad let out a sharp sound—a curse or a protest, Aaron wasn’t sure. But he felt Brad tug at his hair, felt the tremble in Brad’s muscles, and finally he paused and looked up. “Yes?”
    Brad shook his head and panted a laugh. “I’m not nineteen anymore,” he said as he dropped back on the bed. “You get me off like that and I’ll be asleep before you can get in bed.”
    “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” Aaron’s body protested, though, insisting that it was a bad thing, so he rose higher and crawled up next to Brad.
    Brad reached for him and pulled him in for a deep, lingering kiss. “I’m not normally one to turn down a blow job,” he whispered as he pulled back. “But that’s not all I’m looking for tonight.”
    So many ways Aaron could take that. “What are you looking for tonight?”
    Brad twitched a smile, part teasing and part concealing. “Let’s start with more than a blow job,” he said finally before kissing Aaron again.
    They wiggled and shifted together until they made it