Jason pulled up on his knees, pushing up and out, spreading himself for his cowboy.
“Oh… Jason.” Bax touched him carefully, loving on him, opening him up like no one ever had.
He’d never felt like this, never thought he could, and he wasn’t going to miss a second of it. When he thought he might explode if Bax didn’t get on with it, those fingers slipped out of him, and he heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper. “You ready, Mini?”
“Yeah. Yeah, cowboy. I’m fixin’ to pop.”
“Me too.” The hair on Bax’s thighs brushed the inside of his legs, and he could feel the head of Bax’s cock poking at him, pressing against him.
Jason took a deep breath, pushed back and did his dead-level best not to get all tensed up. This was his Bax—the man would do right by him.
“I got you, Jase. I swear.” One hand stroked his belly, his cock, keeping him revved up, ready to go.
“All yours, Bax. Show me now. I need to know.”
“Mine.” Sliding up, Bax slipped into him, a bare inch at a time. He felt fucking huge.
He gulped in one breath after another, toes curling, body not knowing whether to run screaming or just bust from feeling.
“Shh. Shh.” One hand stayed on his hip, the other came up to cup his cheek, thumb stroking gentle-like. “Breathe, Mini. Come on. You gotta relax.”
Jason turned his head, took Bax’s thumb in his lips and sucked, nice and easy. Yeah. Relax. He could do that. He could.
“Christ. Gonna be the death of me.” Bax laughed, breathless as hell, before starting to move, slow and steady.
“Mmm.” That felt like nothing ever—Bax touching him inside, cock sliding and stretching him. So good. He knew Bax was staring right at him, could feel it like a touch. He could hear it in the way Bax moaned for him.
“‘s good.” He found a smile, found himself pushing back against every thrust.
“You know it is.” Bax was humping, hips smacking his butt, starting to move faster and faster.
He wrapped one hand around his own dick, pulling good and hard, in time with Bax’s thrusts.
Groaning, Bax moved faster, hands moving over him,touching his chest. Hell, Bax even pinched the hell out of his nipples, really letting him feel it.
“Damn. Damn, cowboy.” His shoulders rolled, head slamming back, bottom lip stinging from his teeth.
“Kiss me, Mini.” After bending him near double, Bax tugged down and leaned up and took a kiss, mashing his lips against his teeth.
His eyes flew open and he tried to see, so hard, with everything he was. It didn’t work for shit, but it didn’t matter. He could hear their skin slapping. He could smell Bax, hot and salty against him. He could feel that thick cock inside him. His balls drew up, almost aching, dick throbbing in his fist.
“M’close, Jase. Want to last for you…” Hoarse and raw, Bax’s voice was another kind of touch, like its own caress.
“Gonna. Gonna. I.” He arched, toes curling tight. “Oh, fuck.”
“Jason!” Bax bucked like a short go bull, pushing so deep he couldn’t tell where Bax started and he ended.
He shot hard enough his teeth rattled, his balls feeling like they’d crawl up into his body, then he slumped down.
Bax panted for him, groaning a little in his ear. “Damn. Hello and good morning.”
“Uh. Uh-huh.” He squeezed a little and they both moaned.
“Jase. God, Coke had to have heard that, even over all that banging.”
“Mmmhmm.” He gave Bax a grin, feeling settled in his bones, feeling wild and happy as shit.
“Slut.” He could hear the laughter in Bax’s voice, the admiration. Then the air went still and Bax kissed him hard. “Good, Mini. Real good.”
