Chapter 16 #4
“Uhhh.” The sound escaped before Shaun could stop it, and he mashed his lips together as he pushed first one finger and then the second into his ass.
“Fuck.” His other hand found Zenko, rubbing and tugging while he worked himself open.
Damn it, next time he wanted to take his time, but right now, he needed Zenko inside him again more than he needed to indulge himself with the sweet stuff.
He pulled his fingers free and wiped them on a towel he had at the end of the bed. He looked at Zenko as he climbed back onto the mattress and settled himself over his thighs. Opening the condom, Shaun bit his lip at the moan Zenko muttered as soon as his hands touched his dick.
“We forgot about that earlier.” Zenko’s head went back into the pillows and a vibrating growl came out of his throat, deep and dark, and Shaun felt every hair on his body stand up at the sound when he positioned Zenko’s cock at his ass.
“Don’t care.” He trusted Zenko enough to know that sex wouldn’t have been on the table at all if there was something he needed to know.
“Oh, God.” Shaun took a deep breath before the wide head of Zenko’s cock started a slow but unyielding slide into his body.
He bit his lip at the stretch and burn so soon after the last round.
But that soon gave way to pleasure twisting through him when Zenko’s cock slid into him. “Fuck.”
Zenko’s hands stroking up his sides added an extra volt to the sparks chasing over his nerves. He paused for a second to catch his breath before continuing his push down until his ass sat against Zenko’s skin. “Breathe.”
Shaun wasn’t sure if Zenko was telling him to breathe or reminding himself to do it. He rocked his hips backward and forward, feeling Zenko’s hips tilt and move with him, his cock nudging against Shaun’s sweet spot at each movement. Fuck, that was good, so fucking good.
He leaned forward over him, his movement allowing Zenko’s cock to slide out to the head.
He licked and nibbled at Zenko’s mouth, needing the connection a kiss would give him.
Zenko’s hands on his hips held him steady as he pumped in and out of his ass a couple of times while still following his lead in their open-mouthed kiss.
Shaun had barely settled back into the rhythm when a hammering knock at the bedroom door froze them both.
“Fuck off.”
Shaun grinned down at Zenko as they both yelled at the same time.
“Shaun, get your ass out here.”
“Fuck off, Rock.” Shaun slammed his eyes shut when Zenko stroked into him and cupped his balls, rolling them gently. “I will beat you,” he mouthed at Zenko. He took some steadying breaths and cocked his head to one side as he listened to see if his boss had left.
“If he opens that door, I swear we are fucking charging admission for the show,” Zenko muttered. “God.”
Shaun clenched his ass muscles, dragging a groan from Zenko, loud enough that they both heard swearing from outside the bedroom door.
“For fuck’s sake, someone get me fucking bleach.” Rock’s grumbling was punctuated by a thump on the door. “Assholes. I need to bleach my ears out.”
Shaun gripped Zenko’s shoulders and used the leverage they gave him to lift his hips again, and pushed back slowly at first, Zenko’s hands on his ass helping build up the movement.
His thighs burned from the rise and fall; he fucking loved the bite of pain as much as the pleasure of having Zenko’s cock stretching him out. “Umph, fucck… Jesus.”
“Yeah.” Zenko’s fingers dug into his ass; his arm muscles bulged as he helped him move. “Fuck, babe… just fuck.”
He wrapped an arm around Zenko’s neck, resting their foreheads together, breaths mingling as Zenko held him steady so he could fuck him from below. He reached down with his other hand to grip his dick, his hand moving, jacking himself in time with Zenko’s thrusts.
“Not gonna last, Zen.” The words were garbled, and he wasn’t sure Zenko understood until he replied.
“Fuck, me too.”
Shaun pressed his lips over his mouth in a filthy, wet kiss, Zenko’s cock deep in his ass, when he felt more than heard the moan Zenko made as his hips moved faster, erratic, until he slammed Shaun’s ass down and held him in place, grinding against him.
“Fuck, tell me you are there.”
Two more strokes of his dick, his knuckles rubbing against the skin of Zen’s stomach, and he buried his face into Zenko’s shoulder, groaning into his ear as he came, a sticky mess covering both their stomachs and abs. “Fuck.”
Zenko’s harsh breath as he patted Shaun’s back was the only indication that he too had survived. He dragged his fingers up along Shaun’s back and over the back of his head, allowing it to rest there as they both attempted to recover.
Gradually the feeling returned to Shaun’s body, and he winced as Zenko’s dick slipped free of his ass. “Oompf.” He hadn’t been expecting Zenko to roll them slightly to the side. But he rested his head back on Zenko’s chest. “I need a minute to recover.”
“Same.” Zenko nuzzled his head. “And we should shower before we go out there, because, babe, we stink.”