Arthur’s pleasure continued to build, starting as a prickling needlelike warmth near the base of his spine, and eventually blossoming into a wonderful, pulsating heat that blanketed him in a cocoon of euphoric bliss. Increasing the speed and intensity of his thrusting, Arthur sucked in a breath, holding it as he teetered on the edge of release, and then, Arthur’s balls tightened and his thigh muscles shook a mere moment before he careened over the edge. After one final thrust, Arthur began to come, and he stilled, pressing his nose into the pillow next to Jesse’s ear.
Jesse threaded his fingers through Arthur’s hair, and Arthur moved just enough to capture Jesse’s mouth in a kiss. Jesse bucked upward, and only then did Arthur feel Jesse’s continued arousal.
“Oh, my sweet Jesse,” Arthur said, pulling out his half-flaccid cock and climbing off of him. “Let me take care of you.”
Arthur took Jesse’s cock in his hand. He began to pump his fist, and Jesse let out a whimper-whine that was oh-so-lovely.
“I’m close,” Jesse said softly.
Arthur moved his hand faster, and Jesse moaned again.
“Here we are,” Arthur whispered. “Beautiful.”
Jesse’s cheeks flushed the most exquisite shade of pink, and one of his hands shot out to clutch the sheets. Arthur knew, then, exactly what would bring him to orgasm.
“You were so perfect for me,” Arthur purred as he worked his hand. “God, I loved that tight little hole of yours.”
“Fuck,” Jesse breathed, twisting the sheets. “Arthur . . .”
“How becoming you look like this.”
Jesse shut his eyes and cried out, his hand muscles trembling as he held tight to the sheet fabric.
“Almost there,” Arthur said. “Oh, you’re so close now. I can tell.” Arthur’s eyes fell to Jesse’s cock—long and slender, with apleasing pink head. “Your cock is so pretty, Jesse,” he murmured. “It’s perfect.”
Jesse sucked in a breath. His thigh muscles began to shake.
“Arthur, fuck, I’m . . . I’m—”
Before Jesse could even eke out the last word, he began to come, the warmth of his orgasm coating Arthur’s fist and shooting onto his stomach. Arthur pressed a kiss to Jesse’s cheek. He slowed his fist but continued to coax Jesse through the rest of his orgasm.
Jesse’s beautiful blush continued to linger, even as Arthur removed his hand.
“Oh, God,” Jesse said through a shuddering breath. “Fuck.”
Jesse turned to face him, and they shared a kiss.
“Did you like that?” Arthur asked as he reached for the sock that he had used earlier.
Jesse nodded, his eyes still somewhat unfocused. Arthur hummed happily as he cleaned his hand and then wiped the remaining ejaculate from Jesse’s stomach. Wordlessly, Jesse lifted his hips, and Arthur wiped Jesse’s hole, too, though some of Arthur’s earlier release had leaked out onto the sheets.
“I’m sorry I only focused on myself while I was fucking you,” Arthur said.
Jesse smiled fondly. “I knew that would happen. Whenever I’m pleasuring you, you become so completely lost in it.” He paused to huff a soft laugh. “I think that’s what you must need to finish sometimes. Focus.”
Arthur’s face began to tingle with a bit of embarrassment.
“I’m sorry if that’s strange,” he said.
“Don’t be sorry,” Jesse replied, his voice syrupy sweet. “I like it.”
Arthur settled next to him, catching Jesse’s mouth in a kiss.
“And you, my Jesse, need my praise,” Arthur said, eager to shift the focus from his own peculiarities.
“I’m not sure if I’d say Ineedit,” Jesse said.
“But you come much harder when you have it,” Arthur said knowingly, his statement sounding much more conceited than he’d intended in his head.
