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nt-up longing and excitement. It had been too long since they were together like this. Much too long. "Love you right back."
"I've really missed you."
"Yeah. Me, too. You should've called me or something."
"Didn't see any point." The hands slipped beneath Josh, stroking his belly and brushing lightly against his shaft. "I figured you'd fallen for one of those super sexy, dark-eyed Mediterranean guys, and I was permanently out of luck."
The hands grew more urgent, more demanding, and Josh groaned with pleasure as a finger gently probed the puckered skin around his butt hole. "Not a chance. Anyway, you know better than that."
"Not even tempted?" Pete asked. "I can't believe you lasted that long without a little something to ease the pain."
"Okay, so one night I got drunk. Didn't mean anything. I don't even remember his name."
"Was it good?"
"Yeah, actually it was."
"I see. So you're saying you cheated on me?"
"No! Wasn't cheating. We'd split up way before then."
Pete revved up his grip on Josh's cock to the max and bit his shoulder so hard, Josh almost screamed aloud with the pain.
"Hey! Watch it, Pete. That hurt. In both places."
"Sorry! But you shouldn't say things that make me mad." Pete loosened his hold only slightly and laughed, a soft, seductive sound that turned Josh's insides to mush. "Want me to kiss it to make it better?"
"It's going to take more than a kiss to make up for an infected shoulder and a bruised dick. How about ... how about you surprise me? But you'd better make it good."
"It'll be good. Better than anything you got from that other dude, I guarantee." Pete began to massage Josh's ass, histouch firm but loving as he spread the cheeks wide. Then Josh felt the delicious sensation of a stiff, wet tongue, licking and teasing as it slid down the crack of his ass to his balls and back. "Did the other guy do this?"
The tip of the tongue invaded his anus and retreated, and Josh shuddered in response. "What other guy?"
"The guy you cheated on me with."
"It wasn't cheating."
The hot glide of Pete's tongue resumed its activities, then paused. "What was it then?"
Josh grasped the edge of the mattress, gritting his teeth and willing Pete to keep going. "Absolute sheer bloody desperation, if you want to know the truth."
"Are we feeling a tad desperate right now?"
"God!" Josh groaned. "You're such a sadistic bastard."
"And you need to be punished for leaving me to play with myself. Anyway, you love it, yes? Desperation gives it an edge, and that's how you like it." The tongue gave way to the finger. "Makes it so much better in the long run."