A startled gasp escaped him at the sight before him. Lyle had woken early, slipped out of bed and now pleasured Todd's cock. His pants were truly open, his boxers shoved down and Lyle's hot, wet mouth sucked hard on his shaft.

"Oh, god, Lyle," he groaned. "You look so good with your lips around my dick."

The man between his thighs lifted his gaze to meet his, arching a brow in amusement. Seconds later, he broke the gaze and swallowed Todd's cock to the root. He cried out in ecstasy as pleasure shot up his spine, ricocheted off his skull and slammed back through his body to his balls. He trembled, his hands convulsing on the grip of the chair as he struggled not to come.

Sensing his impending release, Lyle wrapped large hands under his ass, lifted him from the chair, and deposited him on the bed, all without releasing Todd's dick. He couldn't think, couldn't breathe, and sure as hell couldn't raise any protest when his clothes were torn from his body, literally. He heard fabric tear and shoes were tossed to gods knew where.

A tongue massaging his glans almost had Todd shooting, but Lyle's rough hand cupped his nuts and tugged them away from his body, easing his impending orgasm. Lyle gave one more hard, slow suck on Todd's cock and then he let it slip from his lips with an audible pop.

Trying desperately to catch his breath, his eyes widened when he watched Lyle crawl up his body, eying him like a predator would its prey.

"I want to lick and suck every inch of your gorgeous body, Todd. I want to nibble your flesh and leave my mark on you." His voice deepened to a low growl. "I want to spread your ass open and sink my cock in so deep you'll feel me in your throat."

Lyle's head lowered and he nuzzled Todd's neck, breathing deeply. Todd tilted his neck, giving the man greater access to the delicate tendons in his throat, submitting completely to his mate. A shudder worked through him as he felt Lyle's tongue lick a long line up his throat. When Lyle settled his bigger body onto him, chest to chest, thigh to thigh, and cock to cock, he couldn't hold back a deep moan and a large dollop of pre-cum oozed from the head of his dick in anticipation.

Rocking his cock against him, their pre-ejaculate oozing between them, Lyle set up a slow, sensuous grind. It wasn't nearly enough to get him off, but tremors raced through his body nonetheless, making it difficult to focus on Lyle's next words.

"If you don't want that, angel, stop me now, otherwise in about two minutes this cock," Lyle thrust his hips a little harder in emphasis, the friction making Todd's breath hitch, "is going to be buried deep in your tight ass."

"Yes," he managed to hiss. "Please, Lyle. Sink your thick cock inside me. I want to feel it splitting me wide open."