“Please.”
Rupert brought his arms around Jodi, kissing him in a frenzy that made Jodi’s head spin. Jodi let him have his way for a moment, then grasped Rupert’s face in his hands, breaking the kiss so that he could return to Rupert’s cock.
He took Rupert in his mouth, and Rupert jumped again and let out a strangled moan. “Jesus fucking Christ.”
Jodi smiled and sucked Rupert harder, taking him as far into his throat as he could, straining his gag reflex. Deep-throating was uncomfortable, but he’d always got a kick out of choking on another man’s cock. The suffocating thrill made his heart beat faster and his blood rush through his veins to the point where he could hardly see straight. And being with Rupert, the effect was tenfold. Jodi’s senses came alive as Rupert wove his fingers into his hair, and he felt every groan and shudder like they were his own.
“You’re gonna make me come,” Rupert gasped. “If you want to ride me ...”
Jodi got the message and reluctantly eased off. The urge to let Rupert shoot down his throat was strong, but the throb in his dick reminded him that he’d had a plan, a fucking awesome plan, and it was time to see it through.
He sat up and reached for the condoms. “Wanna do the honours?”
“Me? Fuck no. This is your show. Do what you will. I’m ready.”
That was good enough for Jodi. He tore the condom wrapper open with his teeth, rolled it onto Rupert, and lubed up, then cast the paraphernalia aside. They’d ticked all the boxes; what came next was about them and chasing down the current that had simmered between them for so long Jodi couldn’t imagine life without it.
He kissed Rupert deeply, prying his hands from behind his head, and guiding them to his cock. Having Rupert at his mercy had its appeal, but not right now. Rupert needed to feel this, all of it. “Hold it still so I don’t have to wriggle around trying to find it.”
“Can I touch yours too?”
“You can touch whatever you like.”
Jodi leaned back as Rupert held his cock still, his other hand closing tentatively around Jodi’s dick.
“Fuck.” Jodi groaned, and his eyes fluttered shut. Rupert had the lightest touch, but it was just enough to set Jodi on fire. Rupert’s fingertips grazed his cock and merged with the burn of taking Rupert inside him. Suddenly, he found himself on the edge, fighting off an orgasm that threatened to derail them before they’d even got started.
Beneath him, Rupert threw his head back and panted out a moan. “Jesus. It’s only halfway in.”
Is it?Dear God. Jodi steeled himself and eased down the rest of the way, batting Rupert’s hands aside. He placed his own hands on Rupert’s hips, breathing deeply and reacquainting himself with the sting of having another man’s dick—and Rupert had abigdick—crammed inside him, a sensation that had never felt so good.
He opened his eyes. Rupert was watching him, gaze wide, chest heaving. Jodi circled his hips, absorbing the tiny shocks of pleasure that jolted through him, growing in magnitude with every movement. He grasped the headboard. The growing furnace in his belly told him that they didn’t have long, and there was no way he was leaving Rupert behind. Jodi used the headboard for balance and fucked himself on Rupert’s cock in a rhythm he fast lost control of. He dropped his head, feeling Rupert’s touch all over him—strong hands that belied the quivering in Rupert’s thighs.
Rupert gasped. “Shit, I’m gonna—” And he came with a low cry, sudden and hard, the force of it sending his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
Jodi slowed his pace, awed. He’d pictured this moment many times since he’d caught sight of Rupert outside that dodgy club on Boxing Day. Beautiful, beautiful Rupert. Jaw clenched, pale skin flushed and shimmering with sweat, he was breathtaking.
A few long, drawn-out moments later, Rupert stirred and reached for Jodi’s cock. Jodi shook his head and let go of the headboard, leaning back and jutting his pelvis forward. “Don’t worry about that. Ever come without touching your dick at all?”
“Er ... no?” Rupert raised a bemused eyebrow. He put his hands on Jodi’s thighs and squeezed. “Show me?”
Jodi had slowed his movements when Rupert had come, lost in it. Buoyed by Rupert’s grip on his legs, he picked up the pace, slamming down again and again until the coil of pleasure inside him snapped.
He sucked in a harsh breath, then yelled out, spilling over Rupert’s belly as Rupert looked on, his face a conflicting mix of confusion and wonder.
“How is that even possible?”
“Prostate, baby.” Jodi slowed, drawing out every last shudder and gasp, but eventually, they were both spent. Holding the condom in place, Jodi lifted himself from Rupert’s body and collapsed in a heap beside him.
Rupert tossed the condom and rolled over, wrapping himself around Jodi from behind. “That was amazing. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m okay.” Jodi raised his head, then let it drop again, absorbing the drowsiness that came from an awesome fuck as it washed over him. “Was it good for you? I mean, did you like it?”
Rupert laughed, though, like before, it sounded distant. If not for the warming cage of his arms, moulding their bodies together, Jodi would’ve thought he’d left the room. That, and the gentle brush of Rupert’s kiss on his cheek, and the soft whisper of words that felt like a dream. “Like it? Boyo, you blew my damn mind. Now go back to sleep. I’ve got you.”
Five
November 26, 2014
