Double Full (Nice Guys 1)

Jace’s dick throbbed at the heady smell of raw male need mingled with the fresh coconut bodywash he must have used in the shower. Jace wanted this experience to be perfect and he wanted this to last. But he knew it wouldn’t by the way Colt began to buck into his mouth. He pulled his mouth from Colt’s length.

“Don’t stop.” Colt gripped his arms as he rose.

“Shh, we’re gonna do this right. Turnover.” Under protest, Jace helped Colt to his stomach. Colt tried to turn back, but Jace held him in place by straddling his thighs. Jace picked up the oil, squirted some on his hands, and rubbed them together before he began to slowly massage Colt’s back. The deep moans turned sensual as Jace started at the broad shoulders.

Colt was built. His muscular body tanned, fit, and now well-oiled. Jace applied pressure to Colt’s back, making sure he paid special attention to his teres major and trapezius muscles as he worked his way down, slowly and methodically. Colt groaned loudly as his firm muscles began to unknot and relax, yielding under Jace’s gentle persuasion. The massage turned into its own kind of foreplay as Jace took the time and ran his hands up and down every inch of Colt’s body.

“I love the way you feel. I want you so bad,” Jace whispered. He couldn’t resist taking small nibbles of Colt’s tanned skin, quickly replacing the small teasing bites with light kisses across Colt’s back and down his spine. Jace shifted his straddle, causing his cock to slide against Colt’s ass. Colt slightly lifted his ass higher at the contact, and Jace’s cock wept with anticipation as he slipped along the crevasse.

“You’re killing me,” Jace whispered, forcing his body to slow down.

“Yeah? Well, I think you’re a tease, cheer boy,” Colt mumbled, his voice partially muffled by the pillow. Colt looked relaxed. His arms splayed out where Jace had thoroughly rubbed the tension from each one of them. Jace smoothed his hands down Colt’s spine, until he finally started to massage Colt’s ass. He kneaded each firm globe, and then used his thumbs to spread Colt’s ass cheeks as he slowly slid his finger over Colt’s rim, admiring his puckered hole. The move had Colt slightly lifting his ass, moaning at the subtle contact.

Jace tore his eyes from Colt and reached for the lube. After coating his fingers, he slowly pushed one into Colt. He was tight at first, but Jace took the time and continued to work him, pushing his finger deeper before adding another. He slowly scissored them.

“Oh, fuck! That feels so… different. Fuck, it feels real good!” Colt moved against his fingers. The time he’d taken was working. Colt relaxed and opened up to him, and he watched as Colt fucked himself on the digits.

“I wanna see you,” Colt whispered into the pillow. “I wanna watch you.” And he somehow managed to turn over onto his back with Jace still straddling his legs.

“You’re so beautiful, Jace. I need to memorize everything about you so I can remember this moment while I’m on the road with the team and can’t get home to see you.” Colt’s words were slightly slurred, either from the wine or the relaxing massage. He didn’t respond to Colt’s words. He couldn’t. They said too much. Jace slid the condom in place, slicked his own dick with the lube, and coated his fingers again before sliding his knee between Colt’s thighs. Colt spread his legs, and Jace moved in, pushing his fingers back into Colt, making sure Colt hadn’t tightened in the turn.

“I can tell you don’t believe me. I know you don’t, but I mean it. I wanna figure this out between us. I want you waiting on me when I get home. I want this…” Colt’s words faltered and his cock began to leak pre-come over his stomach as he experienced the pleasure of Jace’s thumb rubbing his prostate.

“Fuck, that feels too good. I’m gonna come, Jace!”

“No, don’t come yet.” Jace reached up and gripped Colt’s cock, squeezing it tight in his fist. “Hold off, baby. I want to be in your ass when you come for me.” Jace stared deep into Colt’s eyes, gripped his own cock, and rubbed the head against Colt’s rim.

The moment was perfect. Jace pushed against the tight ring of muscle, and Colt instinctively bore down, opening for him. The time Jace had taken to prepare Colt had worked. He slid easily the rest of the way inside. He froze as his own world tilted on its axis as Colt’s tight chute gripped him.

Jace wasn’t exactly sure what happened. One minute he was upright, looking down into Colt’s eyes, and the next, he was lying tangled in Colt’s arms, resting on his chest. Colt’s legs were tightly wrapped around his waist, urging him deeper. Colt’s body was moving with his in a gentle, easy rhythm filled with more need than he had ever experienced in his entire life.

“You feel so good stretching me,” Colt whispered and continued to roll his hips into Jace. Jace kept his eyes closed, concentrating on not blowing his load too soon. Colt’s breath tickled his ear and neck, floating across his skin like a sensual touch. Jace anchored his forearms under Colt’s shoulders and placed his hands under the back of Colt’s head, tangling his fingers in his thick hair, all the while concentrating on carefully moving his hips.

“Am I hurting you?” Jace lowered his face to whisper in Colt’s ear.

“Not in a bad way.” Colt shifted his hips as he answered, pushing his head back against Jace’s palms, the cords in his neck strained when he lifted his hips trying to match Jace’s thrusts.

“You’re so tight. I don’t know if I can hold off.” Seconds passed as Jace worked up the strength to move faster. He bent his knees, digging them into the mattress while pistoning his hips. Colt wasn’t letting him go. He had a death grip on Jace, using both his arms and his legs to keep a tight hold. Jace managed to untangle his fingers from Colt’s hair and slide his hand between their bodies to grip Colt’s cock. Colt jerked his hips forward and came instantly between their bodies. Colt wasn’t quiet when he came; he yelled unintelligible words as his body tensed and gripped Jace tighter. Jace couldn’t hold back any longer, either. The smell and feel of Colt’s release sent him quickly over the edge. Colt’s ass clenched around him, milking Jace as he drove harder inside Colt, shouting his name while riding out his own orgasm.