Cut and Run 4 - Divide and Conquer

tightened
    further in his hair, Zane could tell that he was trying desperately to hold
    still.
    Zane tried not to smile. “Want to sit down?” he asked, glancing
    up the length of Ty‟s body as he mouthed along the side of Ty‟s
    thickening erection. Ty nodded jerkily, but he didn‟t move. “I promise I
    won‟t stop,” Zane said as he leaned back before pushing slightly at
    Ty‟s hips. The bed was just two small steps behind him.
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    Ty took one big step back and sat down heavily. His trademark
    grin was long gone. Zane thought he might have caught a glimmer of
    concern in Ty‟s eyes, but it was hard to tell. Apparently Ty—or Ty‟s
    body, at least—approved of Zane‟s choice of attentions: he was rock
    hard, and there was a slight tremor to his hands.
    “Relax,” Zane said as he shifted to kneel between Ty‟s knees.
    “You don‟t need to do this,” Ty whispered to him with a shake of
    his head.
    Zane propped one arm across Ty‟s knee and met his eyes. “I want
    to,” he said simply. And he did. He‟d thought about it several times,
    and it had turned into almost something of a craving. A craving that
    now got Zane hard whenever he thought of it. He wanted to be on his
    knees for Ty.
    Ty lay back on his elbows, his eyes still locked on Zane‟s. Zane
    took care not to break that eye contact as he lowered his head, took Ty
    in hand, and licked around the swollen head of Ty‟s cock, slow and
    deliberate. His stomach cramped with a jumble of nerves and need and
    desire and excitement.
    Ty caught his breath and lifted his chin, his eyes drifting
    shut. Zane could feel the muscles in his thighs tense as he tried to
    restrain his movements. Zane used his free hand to stroke along Ty‟s
    leg and up his belly as he closed his mouth over Ty and suckled
    tentatively. Ty seemed a lot bigger when he was between Zane‟s lips. It
    was an odd feeling, the head of Ty's cock on his tongue. But he liked it.
    He liked the way it filled his mouth and the way the skin was soft
    against his lips. He even liked the way he could taste Ty leaking onto
    the tip of his tongue.
    Ty‟s hand slid into his hair again, his fist tightening but not
    actually moving Zane‟s head. It was reassuring, and Zane settled in to
    figure out what he could and couldn‟t handle, what he liked, and most
    importantly, what made Ty shudder under his hands. It was warm and
    wet and more than a mouthful, and the sensation of Ty twitching on his
    tongue almost did Zane in. Feeling Ty‟s reactions had Zane so aroused
    that he was hurting, and he dropped one hand to unbutton his jeans for
    some relief.
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    Ty cursed under his breath, lifting his hips just slightly as he
    writhed. Zane groaned in reaction and clutched at himself as he moved
    his other hand to splay over Ty‟s abdomen, riding the movements.
    “Fuck, Zane,” Ty gasped, his voice strained. The muscles under
    Zane‟s palm tightened as Ty moved again. He might have been doing
    everything he could not to move his hips, but it was becoming obvious
    that it was a losing battle.
    Zane pulled off of Ty and had to wipe his mouth with the back of
    his hand. “Go ahead and move. I‟m not going to let you choke me,” he
    added before wrapping his hand around the shaft of Ty‟s cock and
    using his mouth to cover the head. He could taste Ty more now, that
    odd spiciness on his tongue, and he moaned. He thought he might like
    it if Ty came in his mouth, but he wasn‟t that brave. Yet. Ty echoed the
    sound he made, slightly more desperate. He reached down to grasp at
    Zane with his other hand, his fingers dragging against Zane‟s shoulder
    as he lifted his hips off the bed. Zane looked up to see him—Zane
    wanted to see it, wanted to see all of it.
    Ty had his head back on the bed, his chin jutting upward as his
    lips parted on a groan. Every muscle in his body was tense. He breathed
    out sharply and looked down at Zane when he felt him move. He
    reached down and pressed his palm against Zane‟s cheek.
    Zane turned his face into Ty‟s hand, rubbing, and after another
    few moments, he slowly let Ty slide out of his mouth and then licked
    his lips as he started pumping his fist over Ty‟s cock, just how he knew
    Ty liked.
    Ty groaned plaintively and grabbed Zane‟s hair again, yanking
    his head back as he sat up. “Come here,” he said, his voice low and
    gruff. Zane let go of him and pushed himself up with a wince,