Borrowing Trouble(32)

Landon leaned up and instructed Jay to hold out his hand. Jay did as he was told and Landon puddled lube in his palm. “Now, cover your cock in it.” Jay’s eyes were glassy from the pleasure as he worked his own cock with the lube.

“Gimme your hand again, Jay.” Jay complied, and Landon poured more in his palm. “Now do the same thing, only make sure your fingers are good and slick, too.” Jay looked at him questioningly. “You’re gonna lube me up. Get me ready.”

Jay started trembling much like he did the first time Landon had blown him. He couldn’t believe it was only a week ago. He felt like he could tell you so much about the man, and he could certainly tell you every point on Jay’s body to get him off the fastest. Seemed impossible they’d covered that much sexual ground in so short a time. But honestly, the emotional side, that’d begun the first night they sat down and had a few beers at Woody’s.

Jay started circling Landon’s hole with his fingers, timidly pressing his shaking fingers against the ring. “God, so tight, Landon.”

“Wait’ll it’s your dick, babe.” He pushed back against Jay’s fingers. He loved the flare in Jay’s eyes when he’d called Jay babe. Landon wasn’t much for pet names, but hey, if it did it for Jay, he’d call the man snookums. “Gimme your fingers. Please.” Jay did.

Landon dropped his head to Jay’s chest when the first thick, calloused finger’s burning entrance was complete. “You’re so hot inside, so tight,” Jay said reverently. Jay started f*cking his finger in slowly, then added a second. Jay wasn’t a complete novice with this then, Landon figured, but he did not want to get into thinking about Jay and his ex’s sex habits right at that moment. Or ever.

Leaning up, palms on Jay’s chest, Landon pushed down onto the two fingers invading him and Jay gave them a twist, his smile turning devious as he watched Landon’s face. Lord knows how it looked at that point.

“Fuck, that’s enough. I need you, now,” Landon moaned breathily.

“Thank f*ck for that.”

“Your mouth has gotten filthy, Mr. Hill.” Landon met Jay for a tongues-out, mouth licking kiss.

“You’re a bad influence, young Petty-wan.”

Landon groaned and burst into laughter. “Oh my god, that was so lame!” They both laughed, but the laugh turned into a moan as Jay took himself in hand, patted Landon’s hole once, twice with the head, then pushed in. Landon sat back, head lolling as he moaned loudly, sinking down on Jay, inch by painfully pleasurable inch.

They sat, breathing loudly, eyes closed and lost in their personal pleasure for a moment. When Landon opened his eyes, he reached to run a thumb over Jay’s bottom lip that he’d sucked in. Jay took Landon’s thumb in his mouth and bit down lightly. Landon let out another moan, then moved his feet to either side of Jay’s waist. That was all he needed to get the right leverage, hands on Jay’s stomach, to pull himself up to having just the head of Jay’s cock in him, then dropping back down.

“God, f*ck, Landon, so f*cking tight.” Landon didn’t even have it in him to make fun of Jay for saying “tight” again.

Landon started riding Jay, loving the way Jay’s eyes roamed over his body, then down to where they were joined. Landon slid his hands under him to feel where Jay’s cock was moving in and out of him.

Jay sat up abruptly and sucked Landon’s bottom lip in, wrapping his big arm around the small of Landon’s back and started thrusting his hips up. Landon gripped Jay’s shoulder with one hand and his own cock with the other, holding on for the brutal f*cking Jay was giving him. God, knowing Jay was bare in him was such a turn on, he didn’t know if he’d last. This really was just them, together.

When Landon looked in Jay’s eyes, he saw not only desire there, but a look full of that almost innocent fascination. He could wholly relate. There was something so intense about the moment, the way Jay trembled, the way their bodies touched in so many ways. This wasn’t just f*cking, but had it ever been with them?

“Oh, mother—” Landon’s head fell back on a yelp of intense pleasure. “Oh, f*ck right there, Jay.”

Jay seemed surprised. “There’s…”

“Prostate,” Landon sang, silly-like. Jay laughed and kept angling his dick up. He didn’t peg it every time, but Landon’s prostate got enough prods to make his whole f*cking body feel like his nerves were shorting out.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum, Jay.”

“Yes, cum for me,” Jay begged, burying his head in Landon’s neck, thrusting up. Landon started helping, f*cking himself down on Jay’s cock, and they both made pitiful, gasping whimpers as they both got close.

“Oh, f*ck me,” Jay cried out. “I’m gonna cum. Right now.”

Landon clamped as hard as he could to help milk Jay’s cock and stroked himself harder. And within a few strokes, Jay let out a cry, his cock making those tell-tale jerks inside Landon. “Oh, I’m cumming. I’m cumming inside you,” Jay sigh-grunted into Landon’s neck before biting down lightly.

The feel of Jay’s biting, his release, knowing Jay was filling him, marking him inside, Landon’s cock erupted, shooting between them as his riding of Jay’s cock became clumsy and eventually stilled.

“Oh, f*ck, Jay.” He fell backward, Jay’s cock sliding out of him.