CHAPTER 15
Gabe’s erection fought against his jeans like a caged animal, the damp spot spreading across the denim betraying how ready he was despite their shower encounter just hours earlier.
Cole shoved his hands under Gabe’s shirt and raked his fingers down his chest, nails catching on his nipples, then down his abs, leaving burning trails across his skin before sliding lower to trace the throbbing vein that ran the length of his shaft through the denim.
The teasing pressure made Gabe’s dick jerk violently, the crown swelling so thick he thought the seam of his jeans might burst.
Pressed against Cole’s naked body, his bare skin scalding from the intense blow job, Gabe had to fight his own hungry lust to keep from taking him right there in the hallway.
Cole wasn’t helping his resolve as he shoved Gabe’s shirt up over his chest and licked his left nipple, then latched on and sucked the nub that instantly turned pebble-hard in the man’s mouth.
“Uh!” Gabe pushed harder against him, hips rolling of their own volition, hands all over Cole’s bare, heated flesh.
“Fuck, baby…” He winced when Cole bit his nipple, then groaned so rugged it emerged as a growl.
His back arched slightly as Cole sucked hard on the stiff bud, his hands rubbing up Gabe’s ribs, then around to his back, and tracing a sensual trail down the furrow of his spine. “Fuck…”
With a growl, Gabe yanked his shirt over his head and flung it aside.
He cupped Cole’s face between his palms and dragged him upward into a bruising kiss.
Cole’s fingers dug into the firm muscle of Gabe’s denim-covered ass, pulling their bodies flush together.
The friction of Cole’s naked, hardening cock against the straining bulge in Gabe’s jeans drew a guttural moan from both men.
The fact that Cole’s cock was already swelling again against his thigh made Gabe’s head swim—clear evidence of just how desperate Cole was for him.
Moments later, Cole was tugging him down the hall, kissing him each step of the way, fumbling with Gabe’s fly until he got it open.
By the time they reached the bedroom, Gabe’s jeans were gone, discarded back in the hallway.
He wore a jockstrap underneath, and Cole grabbed his bare cheeks, their mouths grinding in a filthy, carnal kiss.
They crashed onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs, mouths seeking skin, fingers digging into muscle.
Their hands couldn’t move fast enough—grabbing, squeezing, claiming every inch of exposed skin.
Harsh breaths mingled between desperate kisses, the bed frame creaking beneath their urgent movements as they rutted against each other with animal lust.
Gabe rolled on top of Cole and shoved between his thighs, rocking wildly, his barely contained cock throbbing madly as the entire front of his jockstrap was drenched in precum. He thrust against Cole’s member that had grown substantially hard during the frenzied trek to the bedroom.
“Fuck, baby…” Gabe groaned into Cole’s mouth, his hips working urgently, ass cheeks clenching beneath Cole’s hands. “Fuck, I want to cum so bad.”
Cole pushed him over onto his back, moving with him, and lay on top of Gabe, their mouths still locked. Gabe immediately clutched his bare ass, spreading his cheeks, as Cole straddled him and rolled his ass on Gabe’s massive bulge.
“Fuck!” Gabe thrust upward, meeting Cole’s strokes. His knees bent and heels dug into the mattress, springs grinding beneath the padded surface, and he pumped harder as Cole came down to meet him.
Breaking their wild kiss, Cole dragged his lips down the corded tendons of Gabe’s throat, teeth scraping against the slick skin before latching onto the tender junction where neck met shoulder. The salty tang of sweat flavored his tongue as he sucked a violent purple mark into the feverish skin.
Gabe’s broken cry echoed off the bedroom walls as he arched up, his blunt fingernails digging into Cole’s ass cheeks, hips snapping upward with enough force to make the headboard slam against the wall.
Cole released the bruised flesh, his tongue tracing the thundering pulse point before continuing his journey south, leaving a pattern of crimson marks across Gabe’s heaving chest—teeth grazing a nipple until it pebbled painfully tight, tongue dipping into the ridged valleys between each defined abdominal muscle, lips tracing the sharp cut of his hip bones.
Gabe’s ragged breaths filled the room as his fingers tangled in Cole’s sweat-dampened hair, guiding him downward.
Cole nuzzled into the musky heat between Gabe’s trembling thighs, inhaling deeply before mouthing the straining bulge through the sodden cotton.
The salty-sweet taste of precum seeped through the fabric as Cole sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks.
Gabe’s hips bucked violently off the mattress, a guttural sound ripping from his chest, his cock visibly throbbing beneath the thin barrier as Cole’s fingers slipped beneath the elastic leg bands, fingertips dancing across the tight, heavy sac, rolling and tugging with exquisite precision.
“Ooohh my god…” Gabe choked and dropped his hands to the bed, gouging fistfuls of the blankets.
His ass lifted off the mattress, muscles clenching as Cole’s hot, wet mouth traveled along every ridge and contour of his caged erection.
The jockstrap’s thin white fabric, now translucent with saliva and precum, clung to the throbbing outline of his cock while Cole’s tongue traced the prominent veins visible through the soaked material, his nimble fingers rolling each tender testicle between thumb and forefinger before gently tugging at the loose skin of his heavy sack until Gabe’s thighs trembled uncontrollably.
Gabe whimpered between thick, unstable breaths, “Fuck, baby… you’re gonna make me cum… I’m so fucking close…”
Cole responded with a deep moan that vibrated through his entire pelvic region.
Cole was hard again. The blowjob in the hallway had only taken the edge off his cravings for Gabe. He didn’t know a man could get hard again so fast, but it had happened in the shower, too. Something about Gabe ignited a fire inside him that refused to extinguish, no matter how many times he came.
He raised his eyes and looked at Gabe. The man lay tense against the bed, his face pinched in sexual agony.
As in the shower, he was so close to exploding he could barely hold back.
Cole sympathized with his pain—the same pain Cole had suffered while trying to make it to the front door: both excruciating and exquisite.
Cole hooked his fingers beneath the elastic waistband of Gabe’s jockstrap, his skin hot and slick against the backs of his fingers, and dragged them off his hips, then down his thighs.
Freed from its cotton prison, Gabe’s cock jutted upward in a rigid arc that nearly touched his navel.
Blood-darkened and throbbing, it pulsed with each heartbeat, prominent veins mapping its length.
The purple head drooled precum that drained down to the thick root, seeping lower onto his balls.
His mouth watering, Cole licked his lips, then touched the tip of his tongue to the very bottom of the root and licked up the shaft, following the stream of wetness to the plump tip.
Gabe’s cock jumped against his tongue as the man grunted in agony and ecstasy.
Cole curled his fingers around the engorged muscle, caressing the hard flesh as his lips wrapped the crown and he sucked the head, his tongue massaging the spongy surface, coaxing more juice from the piss hole.
“Uuuhhh!” Gabe ground his teeth together, jaw clenching, a deep flush spreading through his face and down his neck, tendons bulging against the skin.
Cole slid one hand lower between his legs and cupped his sack.
Gabe shuddered and trembled, his thighs quivering.
Cole opened wider and sucked his cock deeper into his mouth, savoring the velvety skin stretched taut over throbbing veins.
Each ridge and contour slid across his tongue as Gabe’s thickness pushed in slowly, stretching Cole’s jaw until his lips formed a perfect seal around the shaft.
The plum-colored head bumped against the back of his throat, and Cole’s eyes watered slightly as his gag reflex triggered, but Cole fought it down, relishing the fullness.
He held it there, hollowing his cheeks as he created a vacuum of wet heat.
The steady pulse of Gabe’s heartbeat registered on his tongue while bitter-sweet precum pearled from the slit, trickling in warm rivulets across the back of Cole’s tongue before sliding down his eager throat.
Gabe choked on a staggered whimper and found Cole’s head, sinking his fingers into his hair, his fingertips pressed tensing against his scalp. “Fuck, baby… oh fuck… your mouth feels so good… I wanna cum… fuck… I need to cum so bad…”
“Mmm,” Cole moaned, then sucked up the length of his cock to the head, squeezed with his lips, then took him in again.
Gabe shuddered hard. Fuck, he tastes so good!
Cole stroked his mouth slowly up and down his engorged shaft, tongue playing over the plump veins and the ridged muscle along the underside of his dick.
Strong pulses began to roll up the shaft, and Gabe panted harder, his hips shifting, lifting, pushing in rhythm with Cole’s mouth.
“Cole…” Gabe swallowed hard, gasping. “Fuck, baby… oh my god… that feels so good… so fucking good…” He swore Cole was sucking away his sanity because he surely felt like he was slowly losing his mind.
Even within his erotic delirium, he was careful not to thrust too hard into Cole’s mouth, but he couldn’t stop his hips from moving, couldn’t keep his cock from pushing in a little deeper.
With a sharp gasp, Gabe shoved up on his elbows and clamped one hand on the back of Cole’s head. His heels dug harder into the bed as he lifted his ass, thrusting in time with Cole’s stroking mouth. His head dropped back, mouth open, hard pants bursting out.
“Fuck… fuck… fuck…” He didn’t know how he hadn’t cum yet—maybe his cock wasn’t ready to leave that mouth yet, he couldn’t say. But he wouldn’t last much longer.
His mind went off-kilter when Cole suddenly pulled away from him. Gabe wanted to beg him to keep sucking, and he was almost in tears; he desperately wanted his mouth back on him. But Cole wasn’t done with him, as he soon found out.
Licking along his happy trail, up the center of his stomach, Cole steadily moved over the top of him until he was staring down into his face.
Cole’s lips were flushed almost cherry red, glistening and slightly swollen from stretching around Gabe’s cock.
His breath puffed warmly on Gabe’s face, and he could smell his own precum on each ragged exhale.
Gabe’s heart beat faster as he breathed in the scent, his cock somehow stretching longer and thicker.
Cole lowered his face and pressed his lips to Gabe’s, a gentle touch that quickly ignited into something more animal as their mouths opened, tongues sliding and thrusting against each other in desperate, searching strokes that mirrored the rhythm their bodies craved.
Cole sank down on top of him, hips pressing firmly between Gabe’s thighs, rolling slowly, rubbing his hard cock on Gabe’s throbbing erection.
“Fuck,” Gabe gasped into Cole’s mouth and grabbed his ass, opening his legs wider, clamping his inner thighs on Cole’s flanks. He met his rhythm, lifting his hips, squeezing his ass cheeks as he pulled Cole to him again and again.
“Uuuhhh…” Cole gasped and shuddered, and “fucked” him harder, hips rolling, thrusting, and starting to lose rhythm.
They clung to each other’s slick, fevered bodies, humping wildly as the bed shook beneath them, headboard smacking the wall.
Cole jerked out of the kiss and bit Gabe’s neck, groaning tightly, breath hissing, pelvis colliding with Gabe’s.
Gabe dug his nails into Cole’s slick ass cheeks, his fingertips gouging into his crack, wanting desperately to be inside his ass, fucking him balls-deep.
“Fuck, Gabe…” Cole dug his fingers into Gabe’s scalp, yanking at his hair as ragged breaths tore from his throat. His hips drove forward with increasing urgency, his swollen cock sliding against Gabe’s in a desperate friction that sent their bodies crashing together with near-brutal force.
Gabe bucked upward, hard, let out a guttural cry, and blasted a load of cum between them.
Cole gasped loudly, and his whole body spasmed, hips jerking wildly.
Creamy heat shot across Gabe’s stomach, smeared into his sweaty skin by their thrusting bodies.
Cole continued to move against him even as the orgasm began to subside, then suddenly slid back down between Gabe’s legs and swallowed his heavy cock, still pulsing out dribbles of cum.
“Huh!” Gabe choked, hips jerking. Pleasure surged through him as Cole sucked up and down his ultra-sensitive dick, swallowing his final deposits.
Gabe shoved shaky hands through his hair and stared, bleary-eyed, at the ceiling, heart pounding, chest heaving.
“Fuck me,” he whispered breathlessly, a delirious smile spreading across his flushed face, glossy with sweat. “Baby… you are the fucking bomb.”