His knees ache, his body stutters, and everything is both too much and not enough. Julien needs Rafael. He needs the man to thrust into him, to hold him, to drive deeper, faster,harder, longer.
Yes, Rafael is such a beautiful toy when he’s completely still, but Julien needs more.
He unhooks the clip for the sling and Rafael’s eyes fly open.
“Touch me.”
Rafael surges up, the sling falling away as he grasps Julien’s waist and pistons his hips upwards. He still can’t extend his right shoulder, but his bulging forearms are more than strong enough to lift Julien and bring him crashing down.
The motion drills Rafael’s dick further and deeper into Julien until the smaller man cries out with pleasure.
He falls backwards onto the plush mattress and Rafael chases him, sucking marks into his skin while pistoning deeper,deeperinside. He has more leverage on his knees, and Julien barely recovers from one thrust before he takes it again and again and again.
It’s thrilling and intense and his orgasm rises higher and higher until Julien can barely get a hand around himself in time.He spills over, painting his own chest with ropes of cum, as he sobs through his release.
Rafael continues to fuck him through his orgasm, not stopping or slowing when Julien’s slack hand slides off his shoulder and hits the mattress.
“Julien,” Rafael grunts. “Julien,please.”
“You’re doing so well, Rafael. Fucking me so good.” Julien lulls over and kisses the wrist next to his face. “Makes me want to keep you like this—hard and ready to be used.”
“Please,”Rafael whimpers.
“I’ll get you a cock ring. Make sure you don’t come ever again.”
Rafael shouts as his legs stutter, but he continues to drill forward, snapping his hips and using the entire length of his cock in each deep thrust.
“Do you like being used? Forced to please someone else?” Julien doesn’t even know what he’s saying, it just tumbles out of him. “You’re such a good toy. My favorite.”
Rafael grunts with frustration. It’s so silly—he could just come. Julien didn’t even threaten him with anything. The only reason Rafael is still holding out is because Julien hasn’t given him permission yet.
How long would he keep going if Julien told him to? Could Julien get hard again by then?
“Julien!”
“Come for me, Rafael.” Julien’s too satisfied to be cruel tonight. “Come deep inside—I want totasteyou.”
Rafael makes a choked sob and he lifts the smaller man, holding his pelvis impossibly tighter to himself. His cock pulses with his release, and Julien gasps, his hole oversensitive.
When he finishes, Rafael collapses, his arms falling at weird angles as he crashes into the Frenchman.
“Hey! Watch your shoulder!”
“‘Mfine.” Rafael inhales at the crux of Julien’s neck and releases it slowly. “Fuck.” Again, he inhales deeply.“Fuck!”
“Are you alright?”
Rafael chuckles as he squeezes Julien tighter. “Nothing should ever feel that good. How will I get anything done now? How can I think of anything other than being inside of you? You’readdicting.”
“Yeah, yeah.” It’s just post-coital ramblings. Nothing real. Julien cradles the larger man’s head as he nuzzles into him. “You did so well, Rafael. I’m impressed you held out so long.”
“Wanted to be good for you,” he mumbles into his skin. “You’re soperfectfor me. Let’s do this forever.”
If Julien isn’t careful, he might believe him one day.
Julien has spent too many commercial flights cramped between muscle-bound mechanics to actually boycott a private flight.
He’s still pissed at Thomas, though, so he dons his large soundproof earphones as they board. They don’t actually proof the sound, but the visual makes it easier to ignore his brother whenever he tries to talk at him.
