Borrowing Trouble(27)

“Please,” Jay begged, voice cracking. Landon smirked. Then he sucked the head in, running his tongue around the crown, still stroking with the other hand. Jay leaned back, placing his hands on the mattress behind him. “God, that’s so good.”

Landon gave an mmmmm and started sucking harder, his pretty lips stretched obscenely on Jay’s thick cock, his blond head bobbing up and down. Jay’s breath quickened, his skin feeling too tight over his whole body.

He felt the same steady jerking of Landon’s body as last time and realized Landon was pleasuring himself.

Jay reached out to stop Landon’s sucking, though he was loathe to do so. “Stop, stop.”

Landon pulled back, surprised. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I was… I was close to finishing. But I don’t want it like last time. I want to touch you too.” Landon looked even more surprised, which made Jay feel like a jerk.

He pulled Landon up on top of him and kissed him until Landon had to pull back to breathe.

“Landon, don’t take crumbs, okay. You deserve more.” Landon’s eyes flicked away, but Jay didn’t miss the longing he’d seen there.

Jay didn’t know if he was ready to suck Landon off, but he sure wanted to touch him, so he pushed Landon’s pants down and they both laughed a little as they got tangled trying to maneuver into lying on the bed.

Jay couldn’t help the swelling of affection that he felt all of the sudden as Landon, with all his smooth skin, stretched out beside him. Jay ran his hands over Landon’s firm body and reveled in the newness of it. Landon obviously shaved his chest and stomach, trimmed his pubes, but his legs were covered in course blond hairs from his upper thighs to his ankles.

Exploring Landon’s body felt like a privilege, one Jay didn’t feel he deserved. Landon’s stomach clenched when Jay ran his hands over it again, tracing down to where Landon’s cock lay thick and hard against his belly. Jay took Landon’s balls in his hands first, fondling them. An indrawn breath made Jay look at Landon.

The man looked so vulnerable, so turned on, Jay wished he could give more promises. He settled for kissing Landon’s lips, then his throat, then sucking Landon’s nipples. Landon’s chest rose and fell under Jay’s mouth and Jay smiled against Landon’s skin as he finally wrapped his hand around Landon’s cock and started stroking it. Landon’s back bowed and he let out the sexiest rumble Jay had ever heard.

“That okay?” Jay asked, but if there was one thing he was confident he couldn’t f*ck up, it was a hand job, and he couldn’t help smiling cockily as Landon nodded.

The feel of another cock, one actually bigger than his own—which was no small thing—was strange. The hard and the soft, the way it jumped in his hand making his own jump in sympathy.

Landon smirked, then took Jay in hand and started stroking him in time with Jay’s stroking of his. They worked like that until they ended up lying face to face, making out like teenagers, and stroking off, rubbing their cockheads together, chuckling into their kisses when they flicked their cocks in a dirty swordfight.

Finally, though, Landon tensed. “Oh, Jay,” he said breathlessly. “I’m...I’m gonna cum.”

“Do it,” Jay whispered against Landon’s lips. Their mouths found each other again and Landon started f*cking into Jay’s fist, f*cking his tongue in Jay’s mouth until his cock spurted, shooting his cum all over Jay’s cock.

The slide of Landon’s fist being eased by Landon’s cum was overwhelming, shocking in how much it turned Jay on. Landon doubled his efforts and kept kissing Jay, using more of his cum to stroke Jay off and the dirtiness of knowing his hand was on another man’s cock—Landon’s cock—and that another man’s cum was the lube that eased the fisting of his cock, made the largest, most intense orgasm of his life blast through Jay’s body.

His head fell back and his knees locked up around Landon’s leg that rested between them. His orgasm was so strong he couldn’t even make a sound, his mouth just hanging open.

When he’d finished shooting his cum all over Landon’s fist, he melted into the bed and Landon leaned over him, smirking lips red and puffy from kissing. “Was it good for you?”

Jay flipped him off. Mostly because he still couldn’t talk.

He threw his arm over his face and tried to catch his breath. Landon used a t-shirt to wipe his stomach off before flopping down and gripping one of Jay’s thighs with his hand. They laid like that, quiet and recovering, for a while, the only sound coming from the ceiling fan clicking above their heads.

“I can’t tell if it’s good because it’s with a man, or because it’s you,” Jay said into the quiet. Landon huffed next to him. Jay turned his head to look at Landon, whose mussed hair made him look so much younger than twenty-eight.

Landon rolled his head and looked at Jay with a dirty smile. “Your first taste of the cock, probably.”

Jay reached out, not letting himself overthink, as usual, and put his hand on Landon’s face. Landon’s smile fell away as he studied Jay.

“I think it’s you,” Jay said. “No one ever touched me like you.”

Landon looked overwhelmed all of a sudden, and Jay sure as hell felt the same, so when Landon tried to roll away, Jay went with his gut and caught Landon’s arm, pulling him to lie his head on Jay’s shoulder. Landon went freely and Jay wrapped his arm around Landon’s shoulders.