27. Not Enough

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It was late, Wyatt had fallen asleep while Tyler showered that evening.

Tyler walked over after brushing his teeth, placing the blanket over Wyatt's body.

He couldn't stop thinking about what Wyatt had said about Imaan. He truly did love her, but of course he blamed their troubled relationship on his ongoing addiction. He watched Wyatt's chest fall up and down, the hickey that had formed around his chest was becoming more prominent.

...

Wyatt woke up to the most blissful feeling.

He opened his eyes, Tyler sucking him off.

Wyatt couldn't tell him to stop; he was already too close to stop.

Instead he moaned softly, his head rolling back as Tyler sucked faster. He propped himself up on his elbows.

"Shit, right there," Wyatt parted his lips.

Tyler came up, taking his member in his hand as he finished him off.

Tyler moved in, leaving a kiss on Wyatt's lips as he got up from the bed.

"We have a few hours to kill before we fly back."

"Where are we going?" Wyatt wiped his eyes.

"I'll take you to the stupid tourist spots since you've never been."

Wyatt watched as Tyler began to slip off his shirt, placing another button up on as he watched himself in the mirror. He took off his boxers—he was fully naked as he reached over for another pair. He put them on, grabbing a pair of pants from the suitcase.

Wyatt bit his lip; he couldn't keep away from him. T was like a magnet.

He got up, harshly turning Tyler around before pushing him hard onto the dresser behind him.

"Wyatt—,"

Wyatt pressed his lips onto his, so rough that Tyler pulled away momentarily to catch his breath.

Wyatt grabbed Tyler's bulge from the outside of his pants, wanting to feel him grow harder as he felt on him.

"I haven't tasted you yet," Wyatt spoke into his
ear.

"We're gonna be late." Tyler breathed.

"Fuck that," Wyatt knelt, pulling Tyler's pants down as he slowly licked him down to his pulsing head. He was teasing him.

Tyler gripped onto the dresser, playing with his curls as he watched Wyatt suck him off under him. It was Wyatt's first time, but he knew what to do from watching Tyler.

Wyatt sucked slowly, pulling back as he licked him all the way. It was hard to take his entire length in his mouth, which prompted him to use his hand when Tyler got close.

Tyler breathed heavier, his head rolling back when Wyatt sucked on his head.

"Mhm, keep your mouth open like that," Tyler's voice was raspy. He controlled Wyatt, thrusting himself slowly into Wyatt's mouth, just enough so he didn't gag.

Wyatt finished him off.

With one last grunt Tyler came on Wyatt's tongue.

"Spit it out." Tyler commanded.

Wyatt shook his head, swallowing it instead. He came up.

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