Second Chance(34)

“Okay, cool.” The tension eased from Nate’s muscles at Jack’s easy acceptance. Jack slid warm palms down Nate’s back to grip his arse and squeeze. “All of that sounds fun to me. So what would you like to do?”

Lifting his head again so he could see Jack’s face, Nate said, “I’d like you to fuck me. Front hole first, then anal. The build-up is pretty awesome that way. How does that sound to you?”

Jack moved his hips against Nate, and Nate could feel his erection sliding so close to where Nate wanted him. “That sounds fucking hot.”

“Let me get a condom then.” Nate reached for the box that was lying near Jack’s head and tore into the packaging. He shuffled back and took Jack’s cock in his hand; he jerked it a few times, and gave it a quick suck for good measure, making Jack gasp. Then Nate tore open the wrapper and rolled the condom down Jack’s length. Moving back up, he positioned himself and guided Jack’s cock inside him, pushing down and taking him in one swift movement.

“Holy shit.” Jack’s eyes flew wide. “God, Nate. That feels amazing.”

“Yeah?” Nate lifted his hips and lowered them again, fucking himself down on Jack’s dick. “Feels good to me too.” It did. The fullness and pressure was exactly what Nate needed. Jack’s cock was a decent size, and girth was always a bonus in the front hole. He licked his fingers and reached down to rub his dick, moaning as pleasure spiked immediately with the extra stimulation. “Fuck.”

He rode Jack for a while, stroking his cock lightly, not wanting to come yet. Jack gripped Nate’s hips, helping guide his movement, and as Nate watched a flush gradually crept over Jack’s chest and face.

“Fuck, Nate,” Jack was breathless now, trying to fuck Nate faster but unable to take control in this position.

Nate enjoyed being in charge, but he was ready to see what Jack would do in the driving seat. He climbed off. “Can we try doggy style?”

“Hell yes.”

Nate pulled down the pillows for support and gripped them as Jack moved into place behind him.

“Damn. You look hot like that. Can I lick your arse?” Jack’s breath was warm against one butt cheek.

“Yeah,” Nate gasped, heat flashing through him at the thought.

As Jack’s tongue made contact, Nate moaned. The teasing stroke of it was blissful torture when Nate was craving to be fucked again, but as if Jack could read his mind, he pushed two fingers into Nate’s front hole as he licked Nate’s arse.

“Oh yeah,” Nate managed, getting one hand down to rub his dick again. He was so close now it wouldn’t take much, but he held off, just stroking enough to ease the ache but not enough to come.

Lost in sensation, Nate was only vaguely aware of Jack moving again. The thick thrust of Jack’s cock back in his front hole made him gasp and push against it, desperate for more. Jack fucked him hard now, a steady relentless rhythm that made the bed creak and rock. A fingertip pushed at Nate’s arsehole, circling, and pressing.

“Yes, do it. Put your fingers in me too,” Nate begged. All his earlier reticence was gone, banished by the pure primal rush of arousal. He moaned when Jack pushed in a finger, the stretch and burn sending his voice into an octave that Nate might have been embarrassed by if he had any fucks left to give about anything other than chasing his release.

“Let me use some lube.” Jack’s finger was gone, leaving Nate impatient, but then he was back with two fingers that slid in easily. “Is that better?”

“Yeah. It’s amazing.” Nate was almost beyond words. So near coming now, he stopped stroking his cock, resting the flat of his fingers against it as Jack fucked him with cock and fingers, pushing him closer and closer. “Fuck my arse now.” The moment of emptiness as Jack pulled out was a desperate ache, but the promise of what was coming had Nate on a knife edge. Jack rubbed the head of his cock over Nate’s arsehole. “Jack!”

Finally Jack gave him what he wanted, the slow slide of his cock lighting Nate up, the sensation of being fucked this way even more intense. Unable to wait any longer, he rubbed his cock furiously as Jack fucked him. “Gonna come,” he gritted out. And then blinding sensation spread out through him. “Yeah. Yeah. Fuck.” The words were knocked out of him by Jack’s thrusts as he rode the waves of pleasure until they passed, leaving him breathless and weak, legs shaking with the effort of holding him upright.

“God, Nate. That was intense.” Jack was still fucking him, but slowly now, carefully.

“You didn’t come yet, did you?” Nate asked, breathless, and hoarse.

“No.”

“How do you want to come? You can keep fucking me if you want.”

Jack chuckled and his voice was warm as he said, “You look like you’re about to collapse. How about I jerk off over you instead. If you’re into that?”

“Yeah. I’m into that.” Nate looked over his shoulder with a grin. “On my back or on my front?”

“You choose.” Jack slid carefully out, and Nate flopped over onto his back, grateful to be able to relax his tired muscles.

“Like this. Then I can watch.”

Stripping off the condom, Jack straddled Nate, and started to stroke himself hard and fast. The muscles in his arm and chest worked with the effort and he bit his lip in concentration, gaze roving over Nate’s body. Watching him made Nate feel horny again. Not the urgency of before, but a lazy appreciation of how sexy Jack looked like that.