“You’re gonna kill me,” Jack said tenderly. “Hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, Jesus.”
An unfamiliar sense of pride bloomed in Simon’s chest. He kissed Jack’s neck and Jack settled him more firmly against him.
“You done, baby?” Jack said, stroking his scalp.
Simon could feel Jack’s erection, hot and hard and straining, so he was definitely not done. He shook his head and reached back to stroke Jack’s cock. One touch and Jack’s whole body convulsed. He groaned into Simon’s hair.
“You don’t have to—” Simon cut him off by putting Jack’s cock at his entrance and pressing down. “God, fuck, Simon, wait, Christ!”
Jack shuddered and Simon reveled in his power.
Jack cupped his face.
“You want that? You want me inside you?”
Simon nodded. He wanted it so much. He didn’t think he could possibly get hard again but it didn’t matter. He wanted to feel Jack, wanted to make Jack feel good, wanted to look into Jack’s face as Jack lost it inside him.
“I don’t think... I don’t think I can last very long,” Jack said sheepishly. “Next time, I promise, I’ll make it so good for you,” Jack babbled earnestly. Simon rolled his eyes and shut him up with a kiss.
Jack pulled a condom out of his side table and slid it down his erection. He slicked his fingers again.
“Kneel up.” He tapped Simon’s hip. He slid lube-wet fingers back inside Simon and even though he’d just come it made Simon shudder.
“Stop me if it’s too much. Okay?”
Simon nodded. Jack held Simon’s hip and parted him, resting the tip of his cock at Simon’s hole.
“I wanna be inside you so bad,” Jack murmured. “I felt you clench up so fucking tight around my fingers when you came.” He pressed his hips up, just the slightest bit of pressure. “I can’t wait to feel that on my dick.” A little more pressure. “You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come. Mouth and your fucking eyes and—”
Simon felt the moment when Jack slid inside him, but by the time his brain processed it, he was seated on Jack’s erection, body straining to reshape itself.
“Oh! Oh!” he heard himself gasp. Jack’s eyes were squeezed shut tight like he was using every bit of resolve to keep himself from pounding up into Simon.
“Breathe, darlin’.”
Simon breathed. Jack ran a soothing hand up and down his spine. Then he crunched up and pressed a kiss to Simon’s trembling lips.
“It’s a lot this way. Should’ve done it different your first time.” Jack stroked his face. “Sorry. Stupid leg.”
Simon shook his head, breathing through his nose. He leaned forward to kiss Jack and with the change in angle a beautiful heat washed through him. He gasped and moved his hips. Jack bit his lip.
Simon lifted his hips experimentally and pressed back down and Jack’s eyes rolled back in his head. Yeah, that was good. He did it again. Jack grabbed his hips, strong arms helping him move.
“Oh my fucking god,” Jack said. “Yes, baby, fuck yourself on my dick, you’re so goddamn gorgeous.”
Simon felt amazing.
As his body adjusted, the sensation of being too full shifted. He felt perfect. He felt complete.
Jack was clearly trying not to be too rough but Simon wanted to see him come. He wanted to be the one to make this gorgeous man come. He rose and fell on Jack’s cock, watching his face. Jack’s mouth was open, his eyes unfocused.
“Simon, I’m gonna come,” Jack groaned. Simon felt Jack’s orgasm as it tightened every muscle. His cock swelled inside Simon and for just a moment, Jack lost control. He punched his hips up as he came and all Simon could think was that he couldn’t wait until they could do it again.
Jack’s groan tore through him and when Jack’s muscular body went slack in the aftermath, and Jack pulled Simon down to his chest and clung to him, Simon felt like a god.
“Fuuuuuck,” Jack groaned a few minutes later. “That was amazing. You’re amazing. You okay?” He lifted Simon’s face to look at him.
Simon smiled and nodded. They were sticky and they smelled of sweat and lust and come. Simon’s cock and balls ached from stimulation and as Jack slid out of him he winced. Still, as Jack swiped at their mess with the sheet, then gathered Simon close, Simon couldn’t stop smiling.
He pressed his face to the crook of Jack’s neck and breathed.
“I’m amazing,” he whispered, and he felt Jack nod in agreement.
Chapter Ten
Jack
Jack woke from a doze at the sound of a dull thud against the closed bedroom door. He had a moment of disorientation where he didn’t know why the door was closed. Then the warm form beside him stirred a little and he remembered everything.
Simon. His beautiful Simon riding his mouth and fingers and cock like he was born for it, jerking and trembling as he came with his head thrown back and his mouth open. The broken sounds he made that stirred Jack’s blood, and the feel of that virgin ass clenching around him in pleasure.