Paws for Change by Charlie Richards Read Free Book Online Page A

of curls, he whispered, “Did you need me to return the favor?” Good God, had he just offered that? Yeah, he wanted to touch Dillan’s pretty cock. Licking his lips, he added, “No man appreciates blue balls.”
    Dillan’s nostrils flared and his expression turned hungry. “One stroke and I think I’ll blow,” he rumbled gruffly. “You turn me on that much.”
    “I do?” Derek responded, disbelief seeping into the euphoria caused by his release. “Why?”
    Chuckling roughly, Dillan began to ease away. “Why is anyone attracted to another? Pheromones, maybe?” He smirked as he lounged back on his own seat and picked up his beer. “Animal magnetism,” he added with a wink before taking a sip.
    Not wanting to miss the opportunity to satisfy a curiosity he’d had since...forever, Derek did what he did in court. Took the bull by the horns and charged ahead. Or rather, the horn in this case.
    After downing the last swallow of his beer, Derek set the now empty bottle on the side of the hot tub. He slid to the edge of his seat, then knelt on the bottom of the hot tub. The water just reached his collar bones. Looking over the other man’s relaxed form, Derek judged where his waist would be.
    Derek reached through the water, searching for the other man’s leg. He bumped his fingertips against the top of his knee. Glancing up, Derek saw Dillan’s narrowed eyes watching him intently.
    Using the man’s leg as a guide, Derek skimmed his fingers up Dillan’s leg. He marveled at how the man’s crinkly hairs felt against the pads of his fingers. It was so different than a woman’s and he felt his own heart thud in his chest as his arousal flared once more.
    Hesitating at the apex of his thigh, Derek’s gaze switched to Dillan’s face. The older man’s green eyes smoldered. His lips were parted just a bit as he panted softly. Anticipation seemed to thrum through him.
    Derek continued holding Dillan’s gaze as he moved his hand that last little bit. Feeling the silky hard skin of another man’s rigid cock for the first time caused Derek’s own blood to once more flood his own, becoming engorged for the second time in less than an hour. His chest heaving, he struggled to breathe as he wrapped his hand around Dillan’s shaft.
    Dillan groaned softly. The water swirled around them as he moved his legs, and Derek instinctively knew he was spreading them wider. Then, Dillan’s hips twitched, thrusting up.
    “Oh, God,” Derek whispered.
    Pleasure at finally gripping another man’s dick filled Derek. He didn’t understand why he found it so arousing, but he couldn’t deny his body’s response. With his free hand, Derek grabbed the band of his underwear and shoved it down under his balls, freeing his prick. Then, he gripped his own now throbbing cock and began jacking it, doing the same to Dillan’s cock.
    Dillan growled softly, the sound full of masculine pleasure. “Yesss,” he hissed. “Harder.”
    Derek couldn’t help but follow the order. Hell, his own cock jerked and twitched, aching in his grip. “Oh, God,” he whined again, feeling his balls tighten.
    “Oh, shit,” Dillan mumbled. “Are you going to come again, Derek? Does touching me, jacking my dick, pleasuring me, get you so hot?” Groaning again, he rumbled, “So close, handsome. Come with me. Show me how much you like touching me.”
    Then, Dillan’s body bucked. He let out a guttural cry.
    Derek felt Dillan’s cock swell and twitch in his grip. The water around his hand warmed. He knew it must have been from the hot seed Derek figured was pulsing from the man’s prick. Instead of being disgusted, Derek wished he could have seen how that looked.
    Watching Dillan throw his head back, seeing the look of ecstasy on his lean face as he came, caused Derek’s own balls to pull tight. He saw the man’s body bow and shudder, expressing his completely uninhibited bliss. Then, hearing Dillan moan his name, Derek, oh fuck, yes, Derek, sent him