Krewe Daddy by Margie Church Read Free Book Online

He reached down and kneaded Kyle's balls. A soft moan was his reward.
    Kyle let go of Drew's cock. "You're fantastic at that."
    Drew heard him spit, and tried suppressing a smile with his mouth full.
    A second later, Kyle pressed a finger against Drew's asshole.
    He shifted his weight, indicating the action was welcome. Then he did his best to swallow as much of Kyle's dick as he could.
    Kyle's hips rose slightly, in concert with his moans. He slid his finger into Drew's tight ass.
    Drew released Kyle's stiff cock. "Jesus, yeah, that's it. Two of them."
    Kyle spit again and slowly worked two fingers into the tight hole. "If I weren't so close to coming, I'd flip you over and fuck you like a twink."
    Drew's body shook with repressed laughter. Damn, I like this guy. The realization spurred him on. He worked Kyle's dick like a pro, slurping the length, running his teeth up and down the shaft, sucking on one ball and then the other. Oh fuck, this is fun.
    Beneath him, Kyle's body tensed. His fingers stilled, as did his tongue.
    Drew had Kyle right where he wanted him. He spat in his palm, then cupped Kyle's textured balls, which were drawn tightly against his body. Wrapping his lips around Kyle's length, Drew pressed his tongue against the sensitive skin while sliding up and down. He hummed, to add an extra layer of pleasure.
    His partner's breaths came in huffs. Kyle's mouth moved fast and furiously on Drew's cock. Slurping sounds filled the room.
    He's there, all right. So am I. Drew tugged hard on Kyle's sack.
    Urgent-sounding moans came from beneath him.
    Drew swallowed a rope of musky cum and waited for another.
    Kyle's body stiffened. He released Drew's cock, signaling the true precipice of his orgasm.
    Drew envisioned Kyle's jaws clamped tight while he ground out one, sustained, passionate howl.
    That was all it took. Drew fired back, not caring where his cum landed as long as the release came. He shook as four or five waves claimed him. He always found it difficult to come and swallow at the same time, so he held the last of Kyle's jizz in his mouth until his own body calmed.
    Drew released Kyle's tip from his mouth with a soft pop . He got off him, turned around, and flopped onto his back.
    "Damn, that was perfect." He smiled at his partner. "Just what I needed."
    Kyle rubbed his eyes with his fists. "I think I saw stars that time. You blow like a porn star."

    * * * * *

    In shadowy darkness, Luis padded through his posh, seventeenth-floor apartment. On his way to the kitchen, he picked Ronnie's turquoise blouse and chemise off the floor and laid them on the back of the couch.
    New Orleans' lights shimmered beneath his penthouse. In daylight, he knew he'd see his floor-to-ceiling windows filthy with handprints, lipstick smears, and only god knew what else.

    Ronnie sure loves being fucked in front of the Big Easy.
    He opened a cupboard and took out a crystal tumbler. Ice grinding and falling into the glass made Luis grimace. He really didn't want Ronnie to wake up. At times, the man could be insatiable. Right now, Luis wanted a stiff drink, not a stiff dick, with his peace and quiet.
    At least the Grey Goose doesn't make any noise going in the glass. And it won't make a sound when I'm sending it down, either.
    Traffic lights formed a red snake on the streets leading in and out of the the French Quarter. The city really never slept. Luis wondered where Drew had gone after their altercation in Tanners. He finished his two fingers of vodka and poured a few more.
    Six years, and obvious time in the gym, sure look good on Drew. When Luis had run his finger down Drew's chest, his cock had stirred with the same kind of desire his heart had. Longing, sweet longing.
    Luis tried to swallow his desire with his vodka. Squeezing his eyes closed, he rebuked himself for acting like a buffoon tonight.
    I could have said something nice. Hell, I could have said, "Hello." How about, "It's fantastic to see you after all these years." I