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the idea of getting your cock sucked?” Jude whispered. Brandon clenched his jaw as he tried to twist away from Jude.
    “Don’t,” he ground out. Jude wasn’t sure if it was all of the alcohol, how good Brandon felt in his arms, the haze of lust Brandon’s now very large and obvious erection had caused, or maybe all three but Jude felt bold and deep down, he knew what Brandon needed. And once the idea formed, it overwhelmed Jude and he knew he wouldn’t be able to let it go.
    “Let me do it,” Jude whispered as he released Brandon. Everything within them and around them became still, it felt like the world had stopped. Brandon’s brows pulled together and his lips formed an O and a ragged breath rushed through them.
    “What?” Brandon rasped as he took a step back. Jude stepped forward, not wanting to let Brandon too far out of his reach.
    “I want to do it. I want to suck your cock, Brandon.” Jude couldn’t stop his tongue from sliding along his lips at the thought. Brandon’s eyes followed Jude’s tongue and a soft squeak escaped his throat. He shook his head slowly as he stared at Jude’s lips.
    “What? No. You don't know what you’re saying,” Brandon insisted as he took another step back. Jude grinned wickedly as he advanced.
    “Believe me, I do,” Jude said softly as his eyes dropped to the front of Brandon’s jeans. Brandon was now so hard, Jude could clearly make out the shape of Brandon’s cock through his jeans. His eyes flicked to Brandon’s and he grinned seductively. “I want to suck your cock, Brandon.” Jude let his hands skim along the waistband of Brandon’s jeans and he jumped.
    “Stop saying that! You’re drunk, Jude,” Brandon argued as he tried to push Jude’s hands away. Jude slapped Brandon’s hand and shook his head.
    “I’m not that drunk and I’d want to if I was completely sober.” Jude let his eyes pour into Brandon’s, letting him see how much he wanted him as his hand cupped the bulge in Brandon’s jeans. Jude groaned as he curved his hand around Brandon’s erection and let it slide. Jude knew that he was well endowed but Brandon was larger and damp heat caused the fabric to cling to him. Brandon froze and his eyes searched Jude’s frantically.
    “Why?” Brandon asked hoarsely. Jude shook his head again as he backed Brandon toward the sofa.
    “It doesn’t matter. You need this. Let me do this for you,” Jude said softly as he started flicking the buttons of Brandon’s jeans open. Brandon’s chest started to rise and fall rapidly and his hands clenched at his sides. Jude slid his hand into the front of Brandon’s boxer briefs and he almost wept when it closed around Brandon’s cock. It was so hot and perfect and the end was covered in slick pre-cum. Brandon gasped and started to shake. Jude wrapped his free hand around Brandon’s head and forced him to look into his eyes. “This doesn’t have to mean anything, Brandon. Just relax and let me give you this,” Jude said as he started to stroke. Brandon hissed then whimpered as he grabbed Jude’s shoulders.
    “Why?” He groaned as Jude released his face and pushed Brandon’s jeans over his hips. Once he was in position, Jude let go of Brandon’s rigid length and pushed him back so he fell onto the sofa. Jude made a shushing sound as he lowered to his knees between Brandon’s legs.
    “I want to do this for you. Stop asking why and let me,” Jude commanded as he let his hands slide up Brandon’s thighs. Brandon’s head fell back and all the air left his body in a long, slow sigh.
    “We shouldn’t do this,” he said weakly.
    Jude leaned forward and inhaled, letting the smell of Brandon’s body fill him. He smelled like soap and need and it drove Jude wild. He was beyond caring about anything else but the feel of Brandon’s thighs beneath his hands and the large, glistening, straining cock that was teasing his lips. Jude pressed his tongue to the base of Brandon’s erection and let it