Jamie grabbed at Kyle’s ass, fingers dragging over his ass cheeks to pull them apart as he slammed into Kyle with steady thrusts that had drops of sweat forming across his forehead and chest.Kyle ducked his head and licked at Jamie’s chest a few times, the drag of his tongue almost ticklish.
Jamie finally slowed, breathing a little heavier as he settled back down on the bed, pulling Kyle down onto his cock with firm hands.He was close, but not as close as Kyle, judging from the way his entire body shivered every time he jacked his own cock.Jamie reached down to bat aside Kyle’s hand, wrapping his own fingers around Kyle’s cock.He rubbed at the sensitive head with a firm thumb, the skin there shiny.
“Keep going,” Jamie said, giving Kyle a lazy look as he purposefully stroked Kyle’s cock.
Kyle moaned and rose up onto his knees again, some of the finesse from earlier missing.Jamie followed his motions with easy strokes of his hand, letting Kyle fuck into his loose fist before fucking himself down onto Jamie’s cock.Jamie braced himself against Kyle’s body, feeling his cock throb.Kyle was looser now, and at one point, he rose too high, Jamie’s cock slipping out of his hole.Kyle sucked in a breath before reaching back to guide Jamie back into him.He braced his hands against Jamie’s thighs, eyes closing as he worked his ass against Jamie’s cock in a fast rhythm.
Jamie stroked Kyle’s cock a little faster, working him over with firm fingers until he felt Kyle’s hips stutter against his body, grinding down off rhythm as his cock jerked in Jamie’s hand.Kyle came with a cry, cum spurting out of his cock and over his chest in thick strands as Jamie stroked him relentlessly through it.Kyle tried to catch his breath, eyes closed, head tipped back, so all Jamie could really see was the arch of his throat and the jut of his collarbones, the hollows between them glistening with sweat.
“You’re still hard,” Kyle said after a moment, weakly clenching around Jamie’s cock, as if that would be enough to get him off.
Jamie let go of Kyle’s softening cock in favor of grabbing at Kyle’s hips with messy fingers.He dug his fingers into sweaty skin, hard enough that Kyle twitched against the pressure.“You should probably work on that.”
Kyle lifted his head and licked his lips.He pushed himself off Jamie’s thighs until he was sitting up again.His softening cock hung a little limply between his legs, cum drying on his chest.Jamie bent his legs a little more to get better leverage before he pulled Kyle up off his cock with ease and then dragged him back down with a hard yank.There was no gentleness in his hands, just power as he moved Kyle on his cock while thrusting up into him with enough force to make Kyle cry out.His hands slipped over Jamie’s chest, trying to get any bit of purchase as Jamie thrust into him in search of his own orgasm.
It rolled through Jamie like a wave when it finally happened, release so sweet it washed away the last shreds of anger clinging to him.He stilled beneath Kyle when it was over, breathing fast, hands gentle against the bruises he’d painted around Kyle’s hips.Kyle collapsed against him, his entire body quivering.Jamie ran his hands up Kyle’s back in a soothing manner.
“Think you needed that,” Kyle muttered once he got his breath back.
Jamie huffed out a quiet laugh, curling up to press a kiss to the top of Kyle’s head.“Yeah.”
Kyle pushed himself up with a sigh, rising up further than he had while riding Jamie, letting his softening cock slip out.He sprawled out on his side next to Jamie on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow.Jamie stretched out his legs and turned his head to look at Kyle.They were both a mess, and one of them would have to find something to clean themselves up with soon, but for right now, the closeness was what Jamie wanted.
“You know, you could’ve avoided that scene downstairs if you took Liam up on his offer,” Kyle said.
“There was no avoiding that confrontation downstairs.”Jamie licked his lips.“You overheard us.”
Kyle didn’t look at Jamie, his attention tracking the random path his hand took as he idly traced his fingers over Jamie’s chest.“I did.”
Jamie thought carefully about how to respond to that.They’d voiced the desire of bringing a third partner into their bed just to try it, usually during sex, the idea of it something they wanted in the heat of the moment—or thought they did.Dirty talk was all well and good, but it was just that, Jamie realized in the wake of a lost chance.
It was only talk.
Jamie curled his fingers over Kyle’s chin, tilting his head up.Kyle’s eyes met his, and Jamie didn’t quite know what to make of the frank openness in his gaze.
“Would you have wanted to?”Jamie asked.
Kyle flattened his hand against Jamie’s chest, right over his heart, and the touch was impossible to ignore.“I think it could’ve been fun, because he’s your friend.”
Jamie pressed his thumb to Kyle’s plush bottom lip, gently tugging at it.“He is, but Liam isn’t who I want in my bed.”
“You used to have sex with him.”
“We had sex with other people in the same bed,” Jamie corrected.
“Semantics,” Kyle drawled.
Jamie rolled his eyes, letting his hand fall away from Kyle’s mouth.He reached down to curl it over Kyle’s thigh, fingers tucked beneath the crook of his knee.“Liam didn’t even ask.”
“I wouldn’t have minded if he had.If you were there, I would’ve been okay with it.”
It was said simply, honestly, the look in Kyle’s green eyes nothing but the truth.Jamie could only respond with the same honesty, the confession leaving him lighter in its aftermath.“I don’t want to share you with anyone.”
Kyle’s breath sharpened on the inhale, eyes widening a fraction.Kyle didn’t say anything, not at first.Jamie tried to ignore the voice in the back of his mind telling him he’d made a mistake, that this revelation was a secret told too soon, that for all the ways they were perfect for each other in bed and in the field, maybe he was seeing something that wasn’t there.What he felt for Kyle was unlike anything he’d felt for anyone else in his entire life, and it had come crashing into his heart sooner than he thought possible.
He hoped Kyle felt something similar, even if Jamie had yet to ask.There’d been that night a month after they first met, after the clusterfuck of Everly’s betrayal, where Jamie had thought he’d understood Kyle’s quiet, sleepy confession he wasn’t sure he was supposed to hear.
That had stuck with Jamie, for weeks, for months after, making it hard to breathe some nights when he woke up with Kyle sleeping beside him, everything he’d ever wanted, and not wanting to let him go.
