“Nate—oomph!”
Nate was on him in an instant, stealing his thoughts with a heated, desperate kiss, and pressing Jared to the wall, hard and needy against him. This wasn’t a man considering what to do next, or deliberating with thought and worry, this was all about sex and lust, and Jared went from zero to sixty in a heartbeat.
“Off,” Nate demanded, and Jared could get on with that as Nate wrestled with their coats, and shirts, and unbuckling jeans, Jared getting in on the act as soon as he came to his senses. They kissed as they ripped off clothes, backed from the wall and down the hall to the bedroom Jared had half seen last weekend. “You need to be completely naked.” He shoved Jared toward the bed, then at the last minute caught him in a heated kiss, as if he couldn’t decide what he wanted to do.
Jared pushed his jeans down with one hand, toed off his shoes, even walked back a little to slip his socks off and then, nude, the two of them separated.
“It’s been a while—” Nate began, and Jared kissed away the doubt as they tumbled back onto the bed together, and landed in a tangled heap, hard against each other. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Jared kept kissing him, rolling them so he had the upper hand, groaning when they slotted together as if they were meant to be this close. He slid slowly, his cock bumping Nate’s, and watched every moment of Nate’s reaction and his soft whimper as he closed his eyes and arched up into Jared’s hold. If they weren’t careful Jared was going to lose it way too fast, and he wanted this to last. He slid half off, Nate chasing for the kiss, and Jared ignoring him, tracking kisses from his lips to his throat and then sucking marks on his skin, focusing on his nipples as Nate writhed under him. Then it was Nate’s turn to flip them, and fuck it was hot when he manhandled Jared and held his hands over his head. They kissed for the longest time, Nate pressing himself lazily to Jared, then backing off, his breathing heavy.
“It’s been forever,” he muttered against Jared’s throat, then kissed from throat to hip bone before coming back for more drugging kisses. “Oh, God…”
They set a rhythm, rocking, so close, and the kisses exchanged heated breaths and tangling tongues, and then Nate warning he was close, and he was going to end this if they weren’t careful.
“Do you… can I …” He pulled away, lying on his back, and Jared got his first good look at Nate’s cock, the perfect size, wanting his mouth there. Nate stopped him with a hand to his chest before tracing down to Jared’s cock and wrapping his hand around his erection. “I have condoms,” he sounded almost shy, and then kissed Jared. “Will you fuck me?”
Jesus. “Holy…” Jared was running out of superlatives, then when Nate reached for condoms and lube it seemed as if the entire room shrunk in on them and it was all too real. “Are you sure that—”
Nate stopped the question with a kiss, then widened his legs and reached between them, lube dripping from his hand, cursing when he couldn’t get the right angle. Jared was there in an instant, swiping his fingers through the lube and pushing inside Nate, a little bit, but enough so Nate would feel him. Nate pushed down against the touch, then moaned and closed his eyes, arching his neck, and Jared withdrew his fingers and suited up before he got covered in lube and lost focus to the slippery mess. Then he went back to work, stretching, kissing, catching Nate’s hand until they were both pressing inside, and then in a smooth action Nate moved to all fours.
“Now,” he ordered.
Jared had never seen anything so hot, changing position fast so he was there, pushing gently until he was seated deep inside Nate, and then he couldn’t move, because if he pressed any deeper he was going to lose it in an instant.
“Please…” Nate murmured, and Jared began to move, reaching around to get his hands on Nate’s beautiful cock. The rhythm he set was slow, certain, strong, and all too soon he was close and then Nate stiffened and groaned. “I’m… fuck…”
Jared’s orgasm came as Nate clamped down on him, when the wet heat of Nate’s cum coated his hand.
They both collapsed back onto the mattress, panting, blissed-out.
Or is that just me?
“Holy shit,” Nate muttered and then rolled on his side to kiss close to Jared’s sensitive nipples, but then he traveled up and captured another kiss. “That was…”
“Yeah…”
“I needed that more than you’ll ever know,” he admitted.
“Happy to oblige,” Jared offered, his sixth sense with these things sensing that Nate was withdrawing, maybe even regretting. “It was fun,” he tried for light and easy, and eventually he managed to kiss a smile back on Nate’s face.
Keep it simple. Don’t push him.
“We have to do that again,” Nate stated and laughed into a beautiful promise of a kiss, which Jared knew he would remember forever, even if this was the one sole time they ever got to do this.
They kissed lazily, explored each other, breaking apart when Jared knew he really had to leave. He might have fucked up one too many jobs for Bryant & Waites, but tomorrow was a commitment, and as much as he wanted to stay wrapped in Nate’s arms, he had to make a move. They kissed as Jared dressed, when they made it to the door, and when they said goodbye.
“Call me?” Jared asked.
“Yep.”
“I’ll call you.”
Another kiss.
“We can call each other.”
“We can do that.”
One last kiss, then Nate cradled Jared’s face. “You’re beautiful.”
Another kiss. Just one, and then
