The Half of Us (Family 4)

With an anguished shout, Abe rose to his knees and humped into Jason’s fist. He began shooting on the second stroke, and Jason kept up his pace, working him through the pleasure, making it go on and on until Abe collapsed onto his muscular thighs.

“My God.” Abe looked at Jason in awe, his vision blurry from the intensity of his orgasm. “That was…. Oh my God.”

“That was sexy as hell,” Jason said roughly, his voice like sandpaper. He reached between them, tore his pants open, and raised his hips while he pushed his pants down to midthigh, along with his briefs. His thick cock popped up and slapped against his belly. “Do you see what you do to me?” He began jacking himself. “You’re so beautiful when you cum. Look how hard I am because of you.”

Abe looked down and whimpered in arousal at the sight of Jason tugging on his hard dick, his strokes rough and fast.

“Watch me,” Jason hissed. “You do this to me.” He pressed the base of his hand against his balls on the downstroke and then pulled his fist up. “You make me want, make me ache.”

With his gaze glued to the erotic display before him, Abe rubbed his palms across Jason’s chest and circled his thumbs over Jason’s nipples. Jason shuddered, telling Abe without words that he enjoyed the attention.

“You like that?” Abe whispered.

“I like everything you do to me.” Jason dropped his forehead against Abe’s, both of them looking down as Jason brought himself to the edge. “Twist them, baby.”

Abe pinched the brown disks between his thumb and his finger and then turned his hands to the sides.

“Ah!” Jason shouted as the first rope of ejaculate flew from his slit. “Yes, fuck, Abe!”

Abe watched, fascinated as Jason’s seed streaked across their stomachs and chests. While Jason trembled with aftershocks, his hand still wrapped around his spent dick, Abe ran his finger through the ejaculate and then popped it into his mouth. “Mmm,” he moaned. “Love that taste.”

Jason groaned. “I want to see you do that again.” He gripped Abe’s hair and pulled his head back until their eyes met. “Tell me you’ll let me cum in your mouth if I get tested.” He tugged. “Tell me I can coat your damn tongue with it and watch your face when you swallow.”

Abe went from interested to hard all over again. “I’d let you.” He licked his lips. “I’d love it.”

“Christ.” Jason dropped his head against the back of the couch. “I’ll go tomorrow.” He dipped two fingers into the liquid on Abe’s belly and then painted Abe’s lip with it. “Going to feed you from my cock, baby.”

Whimpering, Abe parted his lips and took Jason’s fingers into his mouth. He fellated them like they were Jason’s dick, moaning and humping against Jason’s stomach.

“You keep that up and you’re going to get fucked right now,” Jason said as he pumped his fingers in and out of Abe’s mouth and plucked Abe’s nipples with his free hand.

Abe moaned and sucked harder.

“Damn, look at you. So sexy.” Jason pulled his fingers away, cupped his hand around the back of Abe’s head, and yanked him forward for a bruising kiss. “I have condoms in my wallet but no lube, and I’m not doing you dry, so we need to go to the bedroom.” He nipped Abe’s lower lip and tugged it between his teeth before releasing him. “Unless you keep some out here.” He flicked his gaze around the room and frowned. “Who decorated this place?”

“My roommate,” Abe answered, his words sounding slurred to his own ears. Every part of his body was heavy with satisfaction.

“You have a roommate?” Jason asked in surprise.

“Uh-huh. It’s her apartment, actually. I sublet her spare room.”

“How is it I didn’t know you had a roommate?”

“It hasn’t come up,” Abe said with shrug. “She stays at her boyfriend’s place, so she’s never around. I haven’t seen her in weeks.”

“Weeks? I’ve been coming over for months and I’ve never seen any indication of a roommate.”

Grinning, Abe said, “You’ve only been here four times, and based on your expression when you noticed the flower patterns on the furniture and the cat figurines, I gather you weren’t paying close attention to the decor.”

“It was always dark,” Jason said defensively. “Besides—” He bit Abe’s chin and fondled his package. “I paid attention where it mattered.”

No argument there. “True enough,” Abe said. “Anyway, I have a roommate. Her name is Cindy. She’s a teacher too, but elementary school. And this is her apartment.”

“But she’s never here?”

“Right.”

“Because she’s with her boyfriend.”

“Uh-huh.”

“So why doesn’t she just move in with him instead of wasting money on rent?”

“Because they’re not married and Cindy’s, like, really super religious.”

“Religious?” Jason arched his eyebrows.

Abe nodded.

“And her religion says if you’re shacking up with your boyfriend and probably screwing each other silly, you have to keep your own apartment on the side?”