Nothing Special V (Nothing Special 5)

Genesis nodded, barely remembering how to speak. “Mmm.” Curtis kept the pace slow and romantic, made the pleasure build between them. Genesis clamped onto Curtis’ waist, feeling his muscles contract. “Yessss. More.”

“You’re begging already. I haven’t even gotten started,” Curtis said seductively, his ass grinding down on him. As soon as he confessed that, Curtis picked up the speed, not enough to make Genesis blow again, but enough to make him curse.

“Damnit. Just like that,” Genesis encouraged. He buried his nose in Curtis’ neck, smelling the clean scent of his soap. He sucked on the satiny skin, his balls tightening the louder his lover’s moans got.

“Oh, Genny. I’m so close,” Curtis warned, pressing the back of his head into his shoulder. His body shook and his legs jerked and he tried to keep up the frantic pace while his orgasm hurtled through him.

Genesis added his hips to the motion, knowing it wouldn’t be long now. He met Curtis’ downward thrust with his own, pounding into his tight heat. Curtis cried out to take him harder, faster, wanted the roles reversed, begged Genesis to take back control. It was too much for him to hang on any longer.

Genesis stilled Curtis’ wild movements and eased him off his cock, then quickly and effortlessly lifted him and changed their positions. He did love Curtis riding him but this was by far his favorite – call him old-fashioned. He reached down and pulled the covers up over half their bodies and settled between Curtis’ legs, watching him closely while he slid back inside him. He’d never tire of the look his lover made when he entered him. Curtis bowed and whimpered, his cock an angry red, nestled between their stomachs. “Oh my god, it’s so good. It’s been too long, Genny.”

Three-and-a-half weeks was too long. Especially for them. “I wanna watch you. Watch you come so hard for me.” Genesis kissed Curtis’ slack mouth.

“Now, please.” Curtis gazed longingly at him.

Genesis knew what he was feeling. Curtis slid his hand between their stomachs, his fist moving rapidly to Genesis’ deep strokes. He cradled Curtis’ head in his arms, kissing his cries of pleasure, living in his shouts of ecstasy.

“Oh god.” Curtis squeezed his eyes shut, his hole tightening around Genesis’ girth. His body tensed and stilled until the first burst of release erupted between them. Genesis kept pumping while he brought them both to the height of euphoria, the warmth from Curtis’ seed slickening their jerky movements. Their foreheads pressed together, Genesis yelled Curtis’ name, his dick shooting again, this time even more powerfully than the first. His pumps were light, shallow, making sure he’d emptied himself completely inside his sweetheart’s hot body. When he was well drained and fatigued, he slid out and rolled to the side, pulling Curtis with him. Oh, yes. This was absolutely going in the top five.

“How do you expect me to walk tomorrow?” Curtis huffed, sounding content.

“Carefully,” Genesis teased in response.

Curtis laughed against his chest. “God, I needed that so much. You have no idea.”

“Yes, I do.” Genesis stroked Curtis’ hair, kissing the top of his head then pulling him in for a warm hug, ignoring their messy bodies.

“It has been a while.”

“Meh. Twenty-four days. But who’s counting?” Genesis smiled, nuzzling Curtis’ temple.

“Wow.” Curtis went to move out of Genesis’ grasp but he tightened his grip.

“Mmm. Where you think you’re going?”

“Shower. Come on. Let’s clean up, so we’re not stuck together like this in the morning.”

Genesis tucked his hands behind his head and watched Curtis climb from the bed on shaky legs, ambling to the bathroom. He was looking forward to a peaceful sleep and waking with Curtis in his arms. Maybe even a little morning love before breakfast. Then he’d go to the center with him on the pretense of tossing the ball around with the kids, but he was really going to check out this new director. Curtis said he was cool but Genesis was going to see for himself. Possibly have Free do a background check. Genesis wasn’t taking any more chances. Curtis was his heart, his world. He’d protect him, no matter what he said. He was Curtis’ partner; he was only doing his job.

The End