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Nathaniel’s
grip on Isaac’s hair increased until his scalp tingled, and he let out a
strangled moan. His entire body stiffened, his cock throbbed and his hole
twitched. Then after a second, Nathaniel’s balls drew up tight to his body and
emptied their load directly down Isaac’s throat. His back entrance gripped
Isaac’s fingers tightly, and he waited until the other man had finished
ejaculating before gently removing them. Pulling off Nathaniel’s cock with a pop, Isaac stood up on shaky legs and
headed for the sink to wash his hands.
When he
returned to where he’d left Nathaniel, the other man hadn’t moved from his
position on the sofa. He still sat there, his cock softening and a silly grin
on his face. “Hey,” he said huskily, seeming to struggle, as though he hadn’t
quite regained the ability to speak.
“Hey,”
Isaac said, plopping down next to him. “That better?”
“Ooh, yes.
But I can make it better still.”
“You can?”
Isaac suspected he knew what was coming next, but it was more fun to pretend he
didn’t.
“Yep. Come
here.” Nathaniel snaked out a hand and gripped the back of Isaac’s neck,
pulling him in for a heat-filled, passionate kiss. Their need for each other
made them clumsy. Their teeth clashed together, but neither man cared. They
continued to kiss hungrily, their tongues dueling for dominance, fighting then
dancing together in an erotic movement that had them both gasping for air
within seconds. Moving away to drag in precious lungfuls, they gazed at each
other before diving back into their kiss.
Isaac
cupped Nathaniel’s stubble-covered cheeks and pulled him in harder still, until
their lips were pressed so bruisingly together they’d be showing signs for a
long time afterward. God, he wanted him. Needed
him. At this stage being sucked off and exploding down Nathaniel’s throat
would do, but what he really wanted was to be buried deep inside his arse,
fucking him until they both screamed their climaxes.
Kissing
the other man until his jaw ached, Isaac pulled away and ran a hand through his
hair, enjoying the hungry look on Nathaniel’s face, not to mention the glimpse
of his cock, which was hard again despite his recent orgasm.
“Fuck,
Nath, I want you.”
Nathaniel
grinned, his green eyes glinting and his dimples deepening, threatening to send
Isaac into a meltdown. “How do you want me, gorgeous?”
“On your
back on the bed. I want to see your face as I fuck you.”
“Fair
enough. Race you.” He quickly kicked his trousers and boxers off from around
his ankles and scurried, bare-arsed but still wearing his fleece and T-shirt,
into the bedroom. Smiling, Isaac jogged after him.
Closing
the door, Isaac hurriedly removed all his clothes, leaving them in a pile at
his feet before crossing over to the bedside table and grabbing a packet of
lube. He crawled across the mattress to where Nathaniel now lay in the middle,
his legs spread, ready.
“Hurry up,
Isaac. I need you.”
Concentrating
hard on not dropping the packet of lube, Isaac tore it open and spread plenty
over his rock-hard shaft, gasping at the sensation of his own touch, then
squeezed the rest out onto his fingers and used it to make Nathaniel’s arsehole
slippery and ready for him. After a couple of pumps that weren’t really
needed—he just wanted to tease his lover that much longer—he settled between
Nathaniel’s thighs, then grabbed his calves and lifted them onto his shoulders.
This gave him easy access to his destination and he gripped the base of his
cock and guided it into position, keeping a firm hold on it as he pushed
against Nathaniel’s hole so the lube didn’t make him slip.
As he’d
already been penetrated, Nathaniel’s arse didn’t offer up much resistance, and
the head of Isaac’s cock was quickly swallowed up, followed by inch after slow
inch of his shaft. He wanted desperately to ram home in one long stroke and
fuck Nathaniel as fast and furiously as he could possibly go, but he forced
himself to hold back. It would undoubtedly feel good—for both of them—but it
also meant it would all be over way too quickly.
Moving his
hands to cup Nathaniel’s arse cheeks, squeezing and kneading the delectable
flesh, Isaac looked at his lover’s face. Their gazes met and held as they made
love, their grins widening, then disappearing as they bit their lips, gasped,
moaned and swore. After a while of long, slow thrusts, Isaac could hold back no
more. He upped the pace, alternating between shallow and deep penetration,
stimulating them both where they needed it most.
*****
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