5. Chapter Five
Chapter Five
Henry took the lead. If he was going to get with Jack, he had to do it on his terms. He tugged Jack to his feet.
The moment Henry touched him, Jack seemed to come to life. He pushed Henry against the wall and kissed him. The sheer excitement and force in Jack’s capturing wrenched a grunt from within Henry. He didn’t care. He loved being pushed.
Jack removed Henry’s shirt, shoving the garment out of the way. He slid his palms over Henry’s skin, sending tingles all over his body. “You’re so hot.” He leaned down and licked Henry’s nipples. “Taste good, too.”
Excitement simmered in Henry. His shoved his hands into Jack’s pants. So sexy and perfect.
“God, yes. Need you.” Jack stood upright long enough to remove his shirt. He fumbled down the hallway with Henry, tugging him to the bedroom.
Henry collided with him and landed on the bed. He rolled Jack onto the mattress then pushed his pants the rest of the way down. He needed to taste Jack. He stroked him, learning every inch. He nibbled Jack’s inner thigh. Right now, he wanted to make him crazy.
“Need you.” Jack reached for him. “Henry.”
He had him almost there. He caressed Jack’s balls. When Jack moaned, Henry raked his fingers down his leg.
Precum shimmered on the tip of Jack’s cock. Jack ground himself on Henry’s fingers. So needy.
He was getting closer to where he wanted Jack. He kissed above his groin, making him wait for anything lower and breathed him in. The act teased him.
“God yes.” Jack wriggled beneath him. “Do it.”
Even closer. Henry flicked his tongue across the head of Jack’s dick.
Jack’s eyes lit up with hunger. Henry engulfed Jack’s dick in his mouth.
Tasty. He swallowed Jack deep and buried his nose in his lover’s curls.
He loved the power shift. Jack struck him as a top.
Henry could top or bottom. All he wanted to do was make his lover happy.
Jack growled. “Jesus. Love it.”
Henry stroked Jack’s thighs while he bobbed his head. He needed to learn this man and what made him come apart. He moved faster, taking more of Jack into his mouth.
A shiver rolled through Jack. He shoved his fingers into Henry’s hair and pulled.
The bite of pain added to Henry’s pleasure. He bobbed faster and eased one finger between Jack’s ass cheeks. Did Jack like being touched during a blow job?
“Yes.” Jack arched his back and bucked in Henry’s mouth. “More.”
Henry parted the globes of Jack’s behind and caressed the puckered skin. At the same time, he licked along Jack’s shaft, then swallowed him to the root.
“God, you’ll fry my brain.” Jack palmed Henry’s head. “Can’t think straight.” He panted. “More.”
Henry pushed his finger over Jack’s hole, not breaching him, but caressing. Jack tensed. “Breathe,” Henry said. “So gorgeous.” He stroked Jack, then resumed blowing him. He wanted to touch himself, but he’d be inside Jack soon enough.
Jack shivered again. “I’m close. Henry.”
Henry alternated between toying with Jack’s hole and massaging his sac while he licked him.
“I can’t…” Jack bucked. He rammed his dick into Henry’s mouth, bumping the back of his throat. “Fuck.”
Henry refused to let up until Jack cried out again.
“Henry.” Jack tensed. “Oh fuck.”
Now he had Jack right where he wanted him. Henry let Jack’s cock slip from his mouth. He stroked his lover fast and kept his finger pressed to Jack’s ass.
Jack panted. He writhed and surged into Henry’s hand. He groaned and the sound filled the room. A thick ribbon of cum shot across his belly. Jack moaned. He sank on the bed and sighed. “Yes.” He let go of Henry’s hair.
Henry stroked a few more times, then backed away from him. “My turn.” He stood and removed his pants.
“Yes.” Jack reached for him. “Want you”
Henry stepped out of his wadded-up clothing. “Lube? Rubbers?” He stroked himself. Heat shimmered through his body. His nerve endings buzzed. He loved being with a guy the first time. Everything was new. He admired Jack’s body, so perfect and strong. So sexy.
“Nightstand.” Jack swatted the bed.
Henry chuckled. He’d really messed Jack up. He retrieved the needed items, then returned to Jack. He leaned over and kissed him. The delicious friction of his hard cock against Jack’s softer one delighted him.
“Oh God.” Jack bit Henry’s bottom lip. “Tease.”
“You know it.” Henry kissed him again, then stood tall. He wanted to be inside Jack. Now. He lubed his fingers.
“Yes, need it.” Jack writhed again. “Please?”
“So shameless.” Henry folded Jack in half. He dribbled lube down the crack of Jack’s ass, having him well prepped. He toyed with Jack’s hole again.
“I crave you.” Jack held onto his knees. “Henry.”
He eased one finger into Jack, stretching him.
“Oh Christ. Been so long.” Jack groaned. “Love it.”
He added a second finger, working Jack open. He nibbled on Jack’s calf.
“Henry, I can’t wait.” Jack shivered again.
Henry squirted more lube onto his fingers. He couldn’t wait much longer, either. He pumped his digits within Jack.
“Henry.” Jack moaned. “Please?”
He increased the speed of his pumping. Jack wasn’t quite ready, so Henry kept stretching him. Jack’s cock bobbed again, rock-hard, and he flexed around Henry’s fingers.
Henry withdrew, then unwrapped the condom and sheathed himself. It’d been a long time since he’d slept with someone. He lubed his cock before he lined himself up with Jack’s hole. “Ready?” He fondled Jack’s balls.
“Been ready.” Jack inched closer. “Do it.”
Henry pushed. Inch by inch, he filled Jack. So tight. Perfect. He pushed to the hilt and leaned over Jack, smearing cum between them.
“Yes.” A dazed look filled Jack’s eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Henry built into a steady rhythm, in and out. He memorized the feel of Jack around him—every ripple and nuance.
“Yes.” Jack rode him. “Oh God.”
Henry pushed with abandon. He should go slow and savor the moment, but his desire was too raw. He loved the way Jack’s eyes widened with every push, his irises turning a deeper shade of green. His nipples beaded and he blushed from his hairline to his chest.
Jack met him thrust for thrust. “Fuck me.”
Henry groaned. “So fucking good.”
Jack trembled and bucked under Henry. “Need to come again.”
He needed to climax, too. His movements turned feral.
The feel of skin on skin and the slap of his body against Jack’s was more than he could handle.
He groaned. “Come with me.” The orgasm started low in his belly, but overwhelmed him in seconds.
He surged into Jack, his restraint snapping as he came.
Jack shuddered. Another rope of cum decorated his belly. Henry clawed at Jack’s hips and added a few more thrusts before he stilled. “Holy fuck.” His head swam. Nothing compared to being with Jack. All-consuming was a good way of describing the action.
“I love a man who talks dirty in bed.” Jack held him when Henry collapsed on him. “My ass will be sore, but you’re worth it.”
“Am I?” He stayed a moment longer, then withdrew. Henry removed the used condom and ditched it in the trash basket. “My knees aren’t going to last much longer.” He left the room long enough to retrieve a washcloth, then returned. Henry wiped the cum from his belly and from Jack’s chest.
“Then toss that in the bathroom and come here.” Jack slumped on the bed and panted. “I’m worn out, too.”
“It’s been a great night.” Henry settled next to Jack and palmed Jack’s thigh. “I’m having the best time.” He liked men without ink or piercings. Maybe he was old-fashioned, but he liked a clean slate. He considered the body perfect without the extra art.
“Stay.” Jack rolled onto his side. “Please? I don’t want this night to end.”
Neither did he. Henry tangled his legs with Jack’s and tucked Jack to his side. Part of him kind of wanted to go because wasn’t that what one was supposed to do after sex? But the rest of him wanted to stay. He liked Jack too much to vacate so soon.
“When you’d lose your virginity?” Jack asked.
Damn. He hadn’t thought about that event in so long.
He sighed. “I was nineteen. I knew I was gay, but my folks didn’t like it, so I thought I’d try not to be gay.
It didn’t work because girls did nothing for me.
I liked being friends with them, but that was it.
Lydia, my then girlfriend, didn’t stoke my fires, you know?
It sounds terrible, looking back, but it’s true.
We tried to fuck, and I forced myself to do it.
She knew I wasn’t attracted to her that way and she was extra sweet about the whole debacle, but it was so terrible.
” He winced just thinking about the fumbling and the episode of limp dick.
“It’s never good during our first time,” Jack said. “No one gets it perfect from the get-go.”
“I’ll bet you were pretty good.” He brushed some of Jack’s hair off his forehead. “You strike me as the type who knew what he was doing early on.”
“Not really.” Jack grinned. “Her name was Ruthie. She was my high school sweetheart. Nice girl. She wanted babies and forever with me. I knew it’d never work, but I loved her. I still care about her, but I knew, even then, I’d never be the right guy for her.”
“Do you still talk to her? I haven’t talked to Lydia in ten years.”
“I do. Ruthie lives here in Cedarwood.”
“Wow.” He laced his fingers with Jack’s. “Did people give her shit after they found out you were gay or did they treat her like she’d been wronged?”
“If she got flack, she never let it show, but she’d have told me, so I’m assuming not,” Jack said. “She seems quiet and like she doesn’t know what’s going on, but she’s a firecracker. She can take care of herself and she’d have given them hell right back.”
“Good.” He should sleep, but he didn’t want to miss a moment with Jack.
“You’re thinking.”
“I am.”
“About?”
“Among other things, what’s our next step?”
“Ours?”
“Where do we go now?” He might as well be direct.
“What do you mean?”