Chapter 5 #4
Jamie guided him forward, and Kyle opened his mouth, eagerly sucking at the head, tonguing at the slit.
He kept sucking, letting his lips glide over the velvety skin until his nose pressed against Jamie’s body and the only thing that existed for him was the taste and smell of Jamie.
Kyle moaned softly, the sound coming out garbled and indistinct, before he pulled back enough to clear his airway.
He suckled at Jamie’s cock, eyes closed, loving the weight of it on his tongue and the way he could feel Jamie growing in his mouth.
Jamie wasn’t small to begin with, and Kyle had to adjust his jaw every now and then to accommodate the cock in his mouth.
Fingers touched the back of his head, and Kyle eagerly obeyed the silent order, swallowing more of Jamie’s cock, feeling the thickening length slide down his throat.
He swallowed slowly, so he could feel the way his muscles fought against Jamie’s cock, lips wrapped around hot skin, saliva sliding sticky down his chin.
He stayed like that until his lungs went tight, tears pricking the corners of his eyes, a pounding in his ears that was almost loud enough to drown out Jamie’s voice.
“There you go.”
Jamie’s hands flexed in his hair, pulling him off just enough that he could breathe. Kyle whined brokenly, breath coming too quick to be helpful as the tip of Jamie’s cock nudged the back of his throat.
“Breathe.”
Kyle did as he was ordered and breathed around the thick, heavy length lying on his tongue.
When Jamie guided him back down, all Kyle could do was hum in pleasure for as long as he was able, his entire body curving toward Jamie, shoulders pressed right up against Jamie’s rock-solid thighs.
One of Jamie’s hands buried itself in his hair while the other rubbed the back of his neck, cradling him close as Kyle sucked and sucked and sucked.
The warmth he felt there—on his knees, protected, cared for—couldn’t last. Jamie was hot and hard in his mouth, in his throat, a thickness Kyle had been choking on for what seemed, to his fuzzy mind, like hours.
When Jamie came with a soft groan, Kyle couldn’t even taste it, could only feel it, the way Jamie’s cock throbbed in his throat and mouth, pushing against his throat.
Jamie pulled him off, his cock sliding free with an obscene sound. Kyle’s puffy lips stung from lack of friction before the evidence of his efforts started to fade. He ran his tongue against the back of his teeth, eyes half-lidded, the taste of Jamie in his mouth staying.
“Come here.”
Jamie hauled Kyle off the floor and onto his lap with easy strength.
Kyle let go of his hands and grasped Jamie’s broad shoulders, digging his fingers into the solid muscle there.
He gasped as Jamie undid his jeans, plunging one big, warm hand beneath his clothes to wrap it around his aching cock while the other settled against his lower back to help steady him.
Kyle moaned at the touch, pushing his hips into Jamie’s firm grip.
When Jamie pulled his hand away, Kyle would have whined, except those talented fingers slipped between his lips and into his mouth.
Kyle tended to Jamie’s hand with the same focus he’d tended to Jamie’s cock.
Licking and sucking each finger and lapping at his palm, he got Jamie’s hand wet enough that when he wrapped it around Kyle’s cock again, the friction of dry skin was an afterthought.
He let out a strangled cry as Jamie set a steady rhythm of jerking him off, fingers twisting around the head of his cock to tease at the sensitive skin there.
His thumb rubbed over the head, spreading precum over delicate skin and making Kyle’s entire body shake.
Kyle dug his knees into the bed, looking for any leverage he could get as Jamie jacked him off with a skill that had him begging within minutes.
“Please, sir,” Kyle gasped out, shoulders curving toward the other man, head tipped downward so he could watch Jamie work at getting him off. “Please.”
“Look at me,” Jamie murmured, voice low and commanding, and there was no chance of Kyle ever disobeying when he sounded like that.
Kyle lifted his head, meeting Jamie’s searing gaze as his body moved to Jamie’s rhythm, chasing the rising heat in his body.
“You’re everything I want, no matter what people will say, do you understand?”
Kyle didn’t want to believe the words because he knew where he had started, where he came from, and it was nothing like the throwaway richness of this house and the glittering world Jamie was born into.
“I want you, and that’s the truth under everything we’re gonna do. Because I’m not letting you go, Kyle.”
The knot of anger from earlier he hadn’t quite let go of unfurled in his chest, leaving him feeling lighter than he thought he had the right to be as everything became too much.
“Say it, Kyle. I want to hear you say it.”
“Yours,” Kyle moaned, his voice breaking as he came. “I’m yours.”
His entire body shook and shook through his orgasm, mouth falling open on a sob as Jamie stroked him through it, milking every last drop of cum out of his cock until nothing was left.
They stayed like that for several minutes, just breathing, their pants undone and clothes a mess.
Kyle was sitting sprawled in Jamie’s lap on the edge of the bed as they held each other, foreheads pressed together and eyes closed.
Eventually, Jamie gently pried one of Kyle’s hands off his shoulders and lifted it to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to the arch of Kyle’s knuckles.
“You and me,” Jamie said into the quiet between them.
Kyle brushed his mouth over Jamie’s, lips barely moving. “Okay.”