The Half of Us (Family 4)

“You,” Abe rasped. He curled his fingers around his prick and gave himself friction.

“You need me?” Jason asked as he took the lube and a condom out of the nightstand. “Where?” He climbed onto the bed, knelt beside Abe, and grasped his hand. “Show me where you need me.”

His palm trembling, Abe held his hand open and let Jason pour slippery liquid onto it. Though he was embarrassed about doing what Jason asked, Abe spread his legs, bent his knees, and planted his feet on the bed.

“Show me,” Jason demanded again, his voice gritty and deep. He watched Abe’s every movement, his dark gaze turning Abe on unbearably.

Sucking in a deep breath, Abe moved his hand between his thighs and touched his fingertips to his hole.

“That’s where you need me?” Jason asked as he opened the condom and rolled it down his thick shaft.

“No,” Abe answered, his throat so thick the word was almost soundless.

“Then where?” Jason knee-walked across the bed, wedged himself between Abe’s legs, and looked at his pucker. “Here?” he asked, wrapping his large hand over Abe’s and moving his fingers across the ridged skin.

Abe shook his head.

“No?” Jason asked, his eyes sparkling wickedly. He moved Abe’s hand forward, causing him to push his fingertip into his own hole. “How about here?”

With a gasp, Abe shook his head.

Jason pressed deeper, not stopping until Abe’s finger was completely buried in his ass. “What about now, baby? Is this what you need?” He pulled Abe’s hand out before quickly pushing it forward again.

“Yes,” Abe said, whimpering with every thrust.

“That’s it,” Jason rasped. “Take what you need. Fuck yourself.”

“Jase.” Abe shook with excitement. “Please.”

“Please what?” Jason asked, his lips turned up in a knowing smirk. “You want my dick?”

He lined his finger up with Abe’s, and together they plunged in and out of Abe’s passage.

“Uh-huh,” Abe said, rocking his hips. “Want you.” He licked his lips and gazed at Jason’s harsh but passionate face. Sometime over the past nine months, Jason had transformed from playing a part in an uncharacteristically spontaneous night of fun to playing front and center in Abe’s erotic fantasies, daily thoughts, and hopes for the future. “Need you.”

Jason scraped his fingertip over Abe’s prostate, and Abe bucked, his mouth dropping open on a soundless wail. He looked into Jason’s eyes as his heart pounded against his rib cage and his toes curled.

“Jase,” Abe whispered.

His nostrils flaring and his lips drawn tight, Jason stared at Abe, replaced their fingers with his dick, and slowly slid inside.

“Oh God, Jase!” Abe arched his back and clutched Jason’s arms. “Feels so good.”

“Love hearing you,” Jason said as he pressed his groin against Abe’s and circled his hips. “Love every damn sound you make.”

Abe’s breath hitched, his eyes rolled back, and he began rocking, needing friction in his hole.

“You want to fuck yourself on me?” Jason asked, his voice gritty.

Before Abe knew what was happening, Jason pulled out, flipped Abe onto his stomach, and then shoved his dick back in.

“Ah!” Abe shouted, caught off guard by the powerful thrust.

“You want that cock?” Jason said as he slid out. “Take it.” He knelt behind Abe, grasped his hips, and yanked him onto his hands and knees before impaling him once again. “Go on.” Jason pushed Abe’s hips forward and then pulled him back. “Fuck yourself.”

His mind in a haze of lust and desire, Abe remained on all fours and began rocking, taking Jason’s cock in and then groaning as it slid out. Though he moved slowly initially, before long he increased his pace until ultimately he was slamming his backside against Jason’s groin.

“Yes!” Abe shouted. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Jason grabbed Abe’s hair with one hand and his hip with the other. He dug his fingers into Abe’s skin while he pulled Abe’s hair. The pain intensified the experience, adding another layer, making it real. Encouraging Abe’s now frantic movements, Jason yanked his hips back and pushed him forward while he tugged on Abe’s hair. They grunted as their sweat-slick bodies pounded together over and over again, Jason mercilessly ravaging Abe’s prostate until, with a final cry, Abe came, semen pulsing from his untouched cock.

“Fuck!” Jason yelled when Abe’s body contracted around him. He pulled out, shoved Abe onto his back, whipped off the condom, and straddled Abe’s heaving chest. “Fuck!” he shouted again as he stroked himself. Semen flew from his slit and splashed across Abe’s neck, cheek, chin, and hair.

His gaze locked with Jason’s, Abe opened his mouth.

“Oh Christ,” Jason moaned raggedly. He pumped himself harder, the veins in his arms and neck straining with effort until, with a triumphant shout, he wrung a final shot of hot ejaculate onto Abe’s waiting tongue.

“Mmm,” Abe moaned as he swallowed and then licked his lips. “Love that taste.”

Jason growled wildly. He dropped his huge frame onto Abe, tangled his fingers in Abe’s hair, and licked his neck, chin, cheeks, and lips, lapping up his own seed.