Chapter 3 #2
Kyle shook it out before placing it on the armchair, swallowing a little when he stood in front of Jamie again.
The weight of his own cock was starting to tease his attention, and Kyle firmly ignored it as he sank to his knees at Jamie’s feet.
Undoing the laces of Jamie’s wingtips, he held the shoes steady as Jamie stepped out of each one.
Kyle set them aside, tucked halfway under the bed, before he slid his hands up Jamie’s ankles and calves beneath his dress pants, pulling off each sock one at a time.
Those he left with the shoes before he reached up and undid the button and zipper of Jamie’s dress pants.
The fabric easily slipped down, caught in Kyle’s hands as he tugged it past muscular thighs.
The pant legs pooled around Jamie’s ankles, and Kyle guided each foot free of the garment.
Kyle rose to his feet, taking the pants with him to the armchair to deposit them there.
He walked back to Jamie and settled his hands on Jamie’s waist, pressing a delicate kiss to the side of Jamie’s throat.
He followed that up with another on the jut of Jamie’s collarbone and another in the center of his chest. Slowly, Kyle kissed his way down Jamie’s body until he was on his knees, fingers curled over the edge of Jamie’s underwear, the bulge of his half-hard cock dampening the fabric.
Kyle pressed his mouth against the outline of the tip of Jamie’s cock, sucking on it through the fabric.
Jamie let out a harsh breath and rocked against Kyle’s mouth, one hand coming up to press against the back of his head and hold him there for a second.
Kyle dragged his mouth over the covered length of Jamie’s cock once Jamie let him go, breathing in deep, letting the musky scent fill his lungs and mouth.
Carefully, Kyle pulled his underwear down, watching with hungry eyes as his cock sprang free, bobbing a little in the air.
Kyle pushed the damp fabric down for Jamie to step out of before he nuzzled into the soft skin at the root of the shaft, tonguing at the short-trimmed blond pubes there before trailing his tongue down to Jamie’s balls.
He tilted his head back, looking up through his lashes, seeing Jamie watching him with sharp eyes.
“Stand up,” Jamie ordered.
As much as Kyle would have preferred being on his knees, choking on Jamie’s cock, he wasn’t one to disobey an order when they were together like this.
Kyle straightened up in a smooth motion, unable to keep his gaze from wandering up and down Jamie’s hard-cut, muscled body.
He didn’t resist when Jamie crowded him backward and onto the bed, the two of them moving further onto its wide expanse as they kissed each other breathless.
Jamie sank down on top of him, and Kyle spread his legs, letting Jamie settle into the cradle of his hips.
Jamie’s heavy weight pressed him down into the bed, arms bracketing his head and caging him in as Jamie kept kissing him and didn’t stop.
Kyle slid his hands up Jamie’s back, curling them over his shoulders to hold the other man close.
“If I knew you’d be coming back early, I would’ve gotten wet and ready,” Kyle said when Jamie finally broke their kiss, whiskey the overriding taste on his tongue.
Jamie nosed over his jaw, trailing a line of open mouthed kisses down his throat. “I never mind getting you ready.”
The promise in Jamie’s voice made Kyle grateful he’d showered tonight. He rolled his hips a little, their cocks sliding against each other, the dry friction making him shiver. “Then maybe you should start.”
Jamie pulled back, arching an eyebrow. Kyle would have protested, but firm hands gripped his hips and flipped him over with a casual show of strength that never failed to make his dick twitch.
Kyle knew Jamie could bench press several hundred pounds without breaking a sweat.
That Kyle only ever came away with bruises when they had sex was a testament to Jamie’s phenomenal control.
Kyle was all about testing that control.
Lying on his stomach, Kyle stretched his arms over the nearest pillow to grab at it.
He eagerly spread his legs, digging his knees into the mattress as Jamie’s hands grabbed his ass and pried his cheeks apart.
The firm swipe of Jamie’s tongue over his sensitive hole made Kyle jerk, but he didn’t get very far.
Jamie’s fingers dug into his ass with bruising strength, keeping Kyle firmly in place.
“Don’t move,” Jamie growled.
“Or what?” Kyle asked, wriggling just a little.
The hard smack to his left ass cheek was unexpected and stung his skin, driving a yelp out of him. Kyle turned his face into the pillow, hiding the flush of heat that suffused him.
“That’s not what I want to hear.”
The sharpness to Jamie’s voice was low and familiar, making Kyle bite his lip against the intensity of it. He could sense Jamie’s eyes on him, and he lifted his head to look over his shoulder at where Jamie was tucked between his spread legs.
Kyle licked his lips, fingers reflexively clenching at the pillow from the heat in Jamie’s eyes. “Yes, sir.”
Jamie held his gaze a little longer, and Kyle let himself relax beneath it. If what Jamie wanted right now was his obedience, then Kyle was more than willing to submit. Loosening his shoulders, Kyle propped his chin on the bunched-up pillow, closed his eyes, and waited.
He didn’t have to wait very long.
Jamie massaged his ass for a few seconds before gripping his ass cheeks and pulling them apart again.
Kyle shuddered at the firm touch of Jamie’s tongue against his body.
The slick drag of it down the skin of his crease, running lightly over his hole before licking at the sensitive skin of his perineum, made him whimper.
When Jamie nosed his way back up to his opening, the wet scrape of his tongue sent a shiver up Kyle’s spine.
Jamie ran the tip of his tongue around the tight circle of Kyle’s hole before dipping inside.
He couldn’t help but moan as Jamie did it again, the fluttering intrusion not nearly enough to satisfy him but still so good.
They both knew how much Kyle liked getting fucked, and if Jamie wanted to take his time getting Kyle wet, making him desperate for it, they would enjoy it that much more.
Teeth scraped over the edge of his rim, and Kyle jerked his hips, pulling away before pushing back up against Jamie’s mouth.
The tip of one dry finger pushed into him, pulling him open so Jamie could more easily lick inside.
All Kyle could do was bury his face in the pillow and moan, his own cock twitching as Jamie worked him open nonstop.
By the time Jamie could easily slide two fingers inside, tongue alternately stabbing between them and sucking at his rim, Kyle was finding it hard to stay still.
His entire body was vibrating with the need for more, and he finally broke down after a particularly deep jab of Jamie’s tongue, pushing back against that hot mouth.
“Your fingers are nice, but I really want your cock,” Kyle said.
Jamie chuckled, warm air puffing over Kyle’s sensitive skin. “Demanding, aren’t you?”
“You like me like that.”
“Honestly wouldn’t have you any other way.”
The pillowcase beneath his mouth was damp from drool, and he wanted so badly to reach between his legs to palm his hard cock at that praise, but Jamie hadn’t said he could move yet.
Jamie pulled his fingers out and licked his tongue one last time over Kyle’s hole before finally letting him go.
The absence of his touch left Kyle momentarily reeling before Jamie fit his hand over the curve of Kyle’s hip.
Kyle breathed out a soft sigh in relief.
He felt the bed dip a little as Jamie shifted position.
He heard the drawer of the nightstand pull open.
Jamie tucked his thumb into the crease of Kyle’s ass again, pulling him open just enough to pour lube over his skin.
The warm liquid slipped messily down his body, tickling at the edge of his hole.
Jamie pushed three fingers into him without warning, the sudden stretch a hot burn that had Kyle canting his hips upward to meet it.
Jamie’s fingers were almost too much but felt so good that Kyle could only moan in pleasure.
“Get on your hands and knees,” Jamie said.
Kyle shoved himself upward, rocking against Jamie’s fingers as he moved into the position Jamie wanted. Jamie withdrew his fingers and tugged at Kyle’s hips, guiding him backward. The tip of Jamie’s cock pressed against his hole, the blunt head easily slipping inside with just a little push.
He clenched down around the crown of Jamie’s cock, listening as Jamie inhaled sharply.
Hard fingers grabbed at his hips, keeping him still as Jamie pushed into him with one solid thrust, opening him up even more.
Kyle dug his fingers into the mattress as he breathed through Jamie filling him up, the hot thickness so much more satisfying than Jamie’s fingers.
Jamie squeezed his hips before letting go, stroking one hand over his ass. “You want my cock, you’ll have to work for it.”
Kyle peered over his shoulder at where Jamie knelt behind him.
Jamie’s gaze was dark and commanding, the stressed tightness of his body still present but not nearly as bad as it had seemed in the kitchen.
Jamie’s intense focus stemmed from built-up anger as much as it did from concentration, and all Kyle wanted to do was ease his well-leashed temper.
If Kyle could do it with his body, he would, and gladly.
It wouldn’t be the first time he let Jamie use him however he liked in order to find a better head space.