Mike straightened up and looked at Jamie intently.“I need you.I need you inside me.”
“Oh?I thought it was going to be my turn.”Jamie smiled.“Sadly, for you, I don’t have condoms or lube, so it’s going to be either oral or nothing.”
“Ya think?”Mike reached into his gym bag that he’d brought in after they left the diner.He pulled out a strip of condoms and a bottle of lube.“Boy Scout.Remember?”
Jamie burst out laughing.“Yes.I remember, and you do them proud.”
“Since I provided the necessary supplies, I get to call who gets to bottom.”
“Fine.Okay,” Jamie huffed, exaggeratingly.“Do with me what you will.”He spread his arms out.
Mike grumbled a low growl.“I might just do that.”He flicked the overhead light off, leaving only the nightstand lamp on.As he did the first time, he crawled up the length of Jamie’s body, nibbling, licking, and sucking as he went.By the time he reached Jamie’s lips, he kissed him, and Jamie was squirming.
“You’d better slow down,” Jamie said, breathing heavily.
Mike kissed Jamie on the nose.He tore open a condom and quickly sheathed Jamie’s dick.Then came the lube, a generous portion for Mike.Looking at Jamie, he asked, “Ready?”
“Yes.”Jamie hissed.“God, yes.”
As like the time before, Mike lowered himself, his knees on the bed.“Fuck,” Mike hissed, his face scrunched up.“Damn, you’re big.”
“I’m not going to last long,” Jamie panted.
“Me either,” Mike said.
Jamie glanced down and Mike’s throbbing cock, a thick string of precum leaking down into Jamie’s pubes.
Mike breathed deeply when he bottomed out, Jamie’s balls resting against his ass.“God...that feels good.”
Jamie was panting, concentrating on not coming.
Mike leaned down and kissed Jamie passionately, not moving, letting Jamie’s dick rest inside him.He pulled back.“Marry me.”
“Not...now.”Jamie leaned up to kiss Mike.
“Yes.Marry me.”Mike raised his ass up and then let his weight fall back down.Jamie’s eyes bugged out.“Marry me.”
“I’m close,” Jamie muttered.
Mike raised up and slammed his ass back down, his eyes never leaving Jamie’s.“Marry me.”
“You don’t...know me.”Jamie moaned as he tried to raise his hips, but Mike’s weight kept him in place.
“I know enough,” Mike repeated, fucking himself—Jamie’s dick getting a good workout.
“You’re gonna make me cum,” Jamie whispered, his face strained.
“Marry me.”
“Are you ever going to give it up?”Jamie asked, now frowning.
“No.”Mike slammed his backside down, eliciting a groan from Jamie.“Marry me.I’m not giving up.”
“Oh, Jesus,” Jamie cried out, gripping Mike’s thighs.
“If you just say yes, I’ll let you cum.”Mike gave Jamie a quick, but heated kiss.“Marry me.”
Jamie blinked his eyes, not seeming to focus on anything.
