Chapter 7 #6
Kyle arched against him, whatever retort he’d been about to give dying on his lips as Jamie ground against him.
Kyle’s other hand came up to grab Jamie’s ass, fingers digging into hard muscle to try to hold him there as their cocks slid against each other.
Jamie slotted his mouth back over Kyle’s, kissing him until they both almost couldn’t breathe.
When he pulled back, Kyle’s lips were puffy and red, eyes a little glazed, a flush to his face and body Jamie enjoyed seeing.
He grabbed Kyle by the hips and dragged him closer, letting his legs drape over Jamie’s thighs.
Jamie snagged the closest pillow and tucked it under the small of Kyle’s back, letting him relax a little.
Jamie traced a wet finger around the dildo and Kyle’s stretched-out hole, gaze flicking up to Kyle’s face and the easy trust he saw there. “Let me know if it gets to be too much.”
“You’re never too much.”
“That’s not what I want to hear.”
Kyle swallowed audibly at Jamie’s firm tone, Adam’s apple bobbing with the motion. “Yes, sir.”
Jamie gently slipped the tip of his index finger beneath the delicate rim of Kyle’s hole, pressing against the dildo to make room.
Kyle inhaled sharply, gaze going dark as Jamie inched his finger into him against the thickness of the dildo already stretching him out.
He could feel Kyle’s hole twitch weakly against the intrusion before he carefully drew back.
Pressing two fingers together, Jamie gently eased them in, wriggling the dildo a little with his other hand and pulling it just a bit in the opposite direction.
Kyle groaned, his legs reflexively trying to close, but Jamie was in the way, hands busy between them in the slick heat of his body.
Jamie carefully flexed his fingers, licking his lips at the bit of space that opened up between him and the dildo within Kyle’s body.
A shiver of resistance was still there, but Jamie knew it would fade if he worked Kyle just right.
Jamie pulled his hand back, fingers slipping out easily enough.
He picked up the bottle of lube and poured some more into his hand, slicking up his cock, hissing at the touch.
He was more than ready, being on edge long enough after already coming once tonight.
He stroked his messy, wet hand up Kyle’s left thigh to fit his thumb between the soft curve of his rim and the dildo.
Jamie pressed in, hooking his thumb outward, stretching Kyle open enough that Jamie could fit the dusky head of his thick cock against that bit of space. Kyle jerked at the touch, gasping out a cry in the shape of his name.
“Jamie!”
Jamie’s cock throbbed in his hand, but he held still, looking right at Kyle. “Remember what I said.”
He didn’t wait—couldn’t wait—not when he had Kyle open and willing beneath him like this.
Jamie pushed forward until the head of his cock popped into the tight space between his thumb pulling at Kyle’s hole and the dildo, Kyle’s body sucking him in.
The pressure around the crown of his cock made Jamie groan as he pulled his thumb free and used his other hand to keep the dildo right where it needed to be.
“Oh my God,” Kyle breathed out, eyes squeezed shut, breathing rapidly as Jamie carefully pushed in just a tiny bit more.
“Yeah, baby,” Jamie grunted.
Jamie wasn’t even close to being all the way in, and it was probably the best thing he’d ever felt during sex.
The tight stretch of Kyle’s hole and the admittedly cold solidity of the dildo combined to produce a pressure around and against his cock that made his balls tighten.
Pausing for a moment, just long enough to get fingers around the base of his own cock to stave off the feeling of wanting to come, Jamie rubbed his thumb against the edge of Kyle’s hole where it was pressed against his cock.
Kyle jerked at the touch, a soft little cry falling from his mouth.
Taking a breath, Jamie pushed forward another inch, watching with unblinking eyes at the way Kyle’s stretched-out hole swallowed his cock.
He wasn’t even halfway in, and it was almost too much, but Jamie was nothing if not determined.
Pouring more lube over where they were joined, Jamie stroked it over his cock and around the dildo, making sure Kyle was wet enough to take it.
Jamie pulled out just the tiniest bit before working his way back in, the squeeze of Kyle’s body overwhelmingly tight as Jamie made room for himself inside that warmth.
Inch by thick inch, with careful, relentless effort, Jamie slipped all the way inside Kyle, the base of the dildo pressing up against his pelvis.
He had to close his eyes for a moment and concentrate on not coming right then and there as his cock throbbed within constricting heat, the dildo a strange solidness against his cock.
Kyle’s hitching, wordless sob had Jamie opening his eyes again, gaze caught on the wrecked expression on Kyle’s face.
He heaved wordlessly for breath, body shaking around the overwhelming thickness stuffing him more than full.
His cock lay against his stomach, still surprisingly hard, despite the effort it had taken for Jamie to slide in.
That didn’t surprise Jamie. He knew how much Kyle got off on pain when it was like this—in bed, desired—and he could enjoy it during those fleeting moments of euphoria.
Jamie pulled out a bit, listening to the squelch of lube as he did so, watching as the dildo shifted with the motion.
He pushed back in with a grunt, sinking into the sucking heat of Kyle’s hole, relishing the way it clutched at him.
Kyle cried out again, one hand back against the headboard to weakly scrabble against it as Jamie rocked in and out of his body slowly, working the dildo with him as he went, creating space where no more should feasibly exist.
“Oh! Oh!” Kyle moaned, eyes squeezed shut as Jamie worked him open just that tiny bit more.
He stroked a hand over Kyle’s shaking thigh, licking sweat off his upper lip. “Breathe, baby. You’re doing so good for me.”
Kyle took in a shuddering breath that Jamie could feel as he thrust shallowly, repeating the motion until it became just a little easier, forcing Kyle’s body to make room for him and what he wanted.
The dildo was pushed out a little from his efforts, and Jamie stilled, working his cock and the dildo all the way back in.
Rubbing at the too-warm skin of Kyle’s reddened rim, Jamie slipped the tip of his finger underneath the stretch of it, rubbing at his cock inside Kyle’s body.
Kyle let out a high, thin cry when Jamie twisted his hand and hooked his finger against his rim and pulled, stretching Kyle open just that tiny bit more, just because he could.
Kyle’s cry broke at the end, heaving into a sob as he threw his head back, body arching against the thickness splitting him apart.
His lashes were damp from unshed tears, but nothing about Kyle’s reaction told Jamie he needed to stop.
“Give me your hand.”
It took a moment before Kyle registered the order and obeyed. Jamie grabbed his left hand and dragged it between their legs, pressing Kyle’s shaking fingers against the base of the dildo, helping him to wrap them around the end of it.
“I want you to keep your hand right there and don’t let go,” Jamie said in a low voice, looking right at Kyle as he spoke. “I want you to keep that in you no matter what, understand?”
Kyle nodded jerkily, the green in his eyes washed out to black. “Yes, sir.”
Jamie could hear just the faintest slur in his voice, and he smiled at the sound of it. “Good.”
Jamie spread his legs and fit his hands underneath Kyle’s thighs and ass, lifting him up to a better position.
Kyle’s fingers twitched against the end of the dildo, his knuckles grazing Jamie’s body.
Jamie looked down as he slowly pulled out again, the slide easier but still tight.
When he thrust back in, a little quicker, a little harder, Kyle’s hand jerked on the dildo, and he let out a wail that went straight to Jamie’s cock.
It was better than Jamie could dream, fucking into Kyle’s stuffed hole, the dildo an unrelenting pressure against his cock that Kyle barely managed to keep in place.
His legs pressed weakly against Jamie’s hips, unable to close as Jamie moved inside him, taking up space in his body with the sureness of one who knew it belonged to him.
Kyle couldn’t do anything but take it, sobbing through each thrust as it pushed him closer and closer to the edge. Jamie didn’t stop, gritting his teeth through the growing ache in his balls as Kyle writhed weakly on his cock and the dildo until it was too much.
“Jamie, I can’t—” Kyle choked out. “Please!”
“Not stopping you,” Jamie growled as he tilted Kyle’s hips and fucked in as deep as he could, over and over.
Kyle screamed through his orgasm not even a minute later, coming untouched, never letting go of the dildo.
He sobbed for breath, eyes squeezed shut, tears leaking out the corners of his eyes.
Jamie thrust slowly through the shaking tension wrapped around his cock before stopping, enjoying the feel of Kyle around him as Kyle came down from his orgasm.
Jamie steadied Kyle as he pulled out after a minute. He gave himself room enough between them so he could pry Kyle’s hand off the dildo and grasp the end of it to slowly pull it out. Kyle’s entire body shuddered as it slipped free, his fluttering hole gaping around the emptiness.
Jamie tossed the dildo aside before sliding back into Kyle’s body in one sloppy, easy glide.
His well-stretched hole was loose and warm around his cock, wet from all the lube Jamie had used to open him up and the last lingering traces of his cum from before.
Jamie lay down on top of Kyle, curling his arms around Kyle’s shivering body as he kissed him messily.
“You took that so well,” Jamie said against his mouth. “You were so good for me, baby.”
Kyle choked on a gasp as Jamie snapped his hips forward, fucking Kyle with intent now that nothing was in his way.
No resistance remained in Kyle’s body, his hole loose around Jamie’s thick cock in a way it normally wasn’t.
He ground his hips against Kyle’s ass, amazed at how easy it was to move inside that normally tight hole, before he picked up the pace again.
Kyle kept his arms wrapped weakly around Jamie’s shoulders, one hand clinging to Jamie’s hair at the back of his head with shaking fingers.
Jamie paused only long enough to shift position so he could hook Kyle’s legs over his arms before he planted both hands on the bed and chased his own orgasm with brutal intent.
Jamie snapped his hips forward, pounding into Kyle with enough strength to push them up the bed.
Kyle was too fucked out to try to stop their movement, mouth open on a silent cry as Jamie finally came with a shout, his entire body jerking as he spilled himself into Kyle’s loose hole.
Jamie groaned through his release, hips rolling in tight little circles before he collapsed on top of Kyle.
His softening cock was snug in loose heat, cum and lube seeping out of where they were joined. Jamie didn’t care that they’d made a mess of the bed. All that mattered was the blissed-out look on Kyle’s face when Jamie lifted his head to kiss the other man.
“Okay?” he asked.
Kyle’s only response was a lazy hum, eyes closed as he weakly kissed Jamie back.
Jamie smiled against his mouth, carefully letting go of Kyle’s legs so he could stretch them out.
Jamie propped himself up on his elbows and looked down between them as he pulled out, his cock shiny with lube and cum.
They were a mess, but Jamie was more proud about that than anything else right then.
“You,” Kyle said, swallowing around the syllables as his eyes finally fluttered open. “Jamie, I—”
“Shh,” Jamie murmured, kissing him again. “Gonna take care of you right now.”
Jamie reluctantly left Kyle on the bed to go to the attached bathroom and wet a washcloth with warm water.
He cleaned himself up first, needing to rinse it out twice in order to get fully clean.
Jamie brought a towel with him back to the bedroom, along with the washcloth, and carefully set about wiping Kyle clean.
He went slow, easing the damp cloth between Kyle’s legs with gentle strokes to clean him up, mindful of every twitch of Kyle’s body as it touched sensitive skin.
When they were both as clean as they could be without a shower or bath, Jamie dropped the towels onto the floor and rearranged the covers until they were both underneath them. Jamie lay on top of Kyle beneath the layers of warmth, sliding his hands under the other man’s shoulders to hold him close.
Kyle moved his head to the side, lips dragging over Jamie’s cheek as he wrapped his arms around Jamie to hold him there. “You’re all I need. Like this. Don’t want anyone else.”
Jamie turned his head to fit their mouths together, drinking each other in through lazy kisses.
Jamie could feel Kyle breathe against him, calm and easy now that he was coming down from his high.
Jamie rolled them onto their sides, curling one leg over Kyle’s hips to fit him against Jamie’s body, unwilling to let go.
“I only want you,” Jamie said against the top of Kyle’s head, holding him close.
He wanted to say more, the words right on the tip of his tongue, but rare uncertainty held him back.
He thought of last summer and a dreamlike confession he wasn’t sure he was supposed to have heard, much less understood.
But holding Kyle like this, Jamie thought maybe…
maybe Kyle had meant it more than just for the sex they couldn’t get enough of when they were with each other.
Because Jamie knew he would never get enough of Kyle, like this or in the middle of a firefight, knowing the other man would always have his six. Kyle was everything he never knew he wanted, much less needed, and giving him up would be impossible.
“Thinking too hard,” Kyle murmured, breath warm against Jamie’s throat, voice muzzy in the way of one close to sleep.
Jamie chuckled softly, holding him tighter. “I’m thinking about you. About us.”
“Mm.” Kyle sighed against his skin, one hand gently stroking Jamie’s hip. “Not going anywhere.”
No, he wasn’t.
And neither was Jamie.