A Dirty Drag Collection (Dirty Drag #1, 2, & 3)

blowing his load in his panties. His cock hadn’t even been touched yet, but Rick had him close to plummeting over the edge of excitement into a blissful orgasm.
    “Good things come to those who wait.” Rick said, grinning up at him, his expression of satisfaction making it clear he knew how much he was affecting Ashley.
    “Why wait, when you can procreate?” Ashley said, trying not to giggle as Rick’s light touch on the bottom of his foot slightly tickled.
    “We can’t procreate, not together any way.” Rick said casually.
    “You asshat.” Ashley said teasingly. “That’s a minor technicality, but fine. Why wait when you can fuckreate?”
    “Because waiting makes it that much sweeter or because some things are worth the wait. Pick one.” Rick said, in the same playful tone Ashley had just used. He finished pulling Ashley’s socks off and slid his hands inside the legs of his slacks along his calves, rubbing Ashley’s legs.
    “Really? Because this wait feels like it wants to kill me.” Ashley hoped Rick would hear the plea in his voice and speed things up. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold off before he’d have to take matters into his own hand. He preferred for it be Rick’s hand or mouth that brought him the release he needed.
    Leaning forward, Rick nuzzled his cheek against Ashley’s groin. Ashley’s body initially jolted from the unexpected contact before he consciously pushed his hips forward, enjoying the soothing pressure against his hard cock. “You feel fine to me.” As Rick spoke, his lips moved against the shaft of Ashley’s dick.
    “Did you know that it can take sloth’s days to have sex?” Ashley stated. Rick pulled back and gave him a concerned look. Ashley ignored it and continued. “With the pace you’re setting, I’m thinking you could be part sloth.”
    Rick’s jaw dropped, and he just gaped at him before a big smile spread across his face. “I don’t know why hearing that surprises me. Only you would come up with something like that during foreplay.” Then he reached out and placed his hand over Ashley’s erection with the barest of touching. “I was ready for fast and rough when we left the DQ, but on the drive over, I started thinking about how I haven’t taken my time with you yet. And I love this slow and unhurried, sloth pace.” Rick growled, leaning forward he scraped his teeth lightly against the fabric restraining Ashley’s erection. “Maybe if you didn’t talk so much it would go quicker.” Rick said, giving him an affectionate smile so he’d know he was still teasing.
    “Talking’s the only thing keeping me distracted enough to not come in my pants.” Ashley bit his bottom lip, hoping it would help him prevent doing just that. Ashley sighed with relief when Rick’s fingers started fumbling with the button on his slacks. Now we’re getting somewhere he thought, finally .
    “Oh hotcakes. That’s fucking sexy.” Rick groaned after lowering Ashley’s zipper and getting a glimpse of his panties showing through. “I was going to keep teasing you, but fuck it, now I’ve got to see just what you’re wearing underneath these slacks.” He said, shoving the pants down and then off Ashley’s legs. “Sexiest thing I have ever seen.”
    Ashley smiled at Rick’s eager reaction. Besides the tie still loosely wrapped around his neck, he was standing there in just his skimpy, red, lace panties with a slutty black frilled trim. The panties were tight enough and the fabric thin enough to clearly see Ashley’s raging erection. Ashley thought of it as raging because it felt like it had been achingly hard ever since he saw Rick’s sexy body walk into the Dairy Queen. “You haven’t seen the back yet.” Ashley pointed out, twisting his hips so Rick could just see the bubble of his ass.
    “You going to turn all the way around and let me get a good look?” Rick’s gaze was locked on the panties.
    “Only because I don’t believe in torturing people by slowly teasing them to death, and I like having your attention.”
    “Huh? You’re still talking, why aren’t you turning around?” Rick let his eyes drift up to meet Ashley’s so he could see the humor in them and know Rick was only kidding.
    With Rick in front of him, and the bed behind him, he didn’t have much room to do anything but simply turn around. He tried to make sure his hips swayed suggestively, but there just wasn’t space to do it properly. He was planning to