Chapter Eleven #2
His cock hard, the temptation to rear up and bury himself almost overpowered. He resisted, afraid he’d cause real damage. Instead he pushed his tongue deeper, licking into Nico’s ass. He worked his way up, sucking Nico’s balls, wiry hair tickling his nose. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
Between gasps, Nico said, “Waited so long. Never thought I’d have this. Not with anyone.”
“Why not?”
“Coward.” His breath caught on what sounded like a sob.
Heart beating too fast, Jake raised up and braced himself over Nico, their hard cocks slapping together. He stared into Nico’s glistening eyes. “Why not, baby?”
Nico squeezed his eyes shut. “Didn’t deserve it. Not if I got to play baseball.”
“Why?” Jake wanted to punch someone; wanted to turn back time and fix it. “Look at me. Why?”
Tears escaped, hanging on Nico’s lashes. “No queers in baseball. Not allowed.”
The fury burned white hot, but Jake tamped it down. “Fuck that. Fuck anyone who thinks that. Fuck your dad for thinking that. He’s wrong. They’re wrong.” He kissed Nico, stroking his tongue as if he could erase the words Nico had said—that he didn’t deserve it, that he wasn’t allowed.
Jake exhaled harshly, pressing their foreheads together, rocking his hips, Nico’s knees around Jake’s ribs. “You deserve both. You get to have them. You get to have everything.”
“Fuck me.” Nico lifted his ass, his hands coming up to clutch Jake’s hips. “Waited so long. Never thought in a million years it would be you.”
Jake slicked his fingers and prodded at Nico’s hole, forcing himself to go slowly even though he wanted to throw up Nico’s legs and bury himself inside. “You wanted it to be me?”
Nico nodded, arching his back as Jake’s finger breached him. “Wanted it so bad. You have no clue.”
“I’ve got some idea if it was half as badly as I want you now.” He kissed Nico deep and filthy as he squeezed in another finger.
“Do it,” Nico begged. “Waited so long.”
“I’ve got you.” Jake fumbled for the condom, sitting back and rolling it on, squeezing the base of his dick as he fought for control. He squirted more aloe, slathering it onto his cock.
He knew Nico would be tight, and Jesus, the hot constriction as Jake nudged the head of his cock against that tight hole was heaven already. He cupped Nico’s face, getting aloe all over his cheek. “Breathe. I’m here.”
“I know.” Nico gritted his teeth. “You’re kind of hard to fucking miss right now.”
The laughter was a beautiful release, and Jake kissed Nico lightly, not moving and letting him get used to the sensation, teasing a smile out of him. Jake rocked slightly, pushing. “Let me in. It’ll be so much easier in a minute, I promise.”
Nico nodded, looking up at him with those big brown eyes, his tears drying, trusting Jake to guide him. Their skin grew slick with sweat and stray aloe, and as Nico took a deep breath, Jake thrust, shoving the head of his dick past the ring of muscle.
Gasping, Nico’s eyes went wide. “Jake!”
“What do you feel?” He inched in.
Nico licked his lips, the red flush on his skin spreading to his chest. “Feels like your cock’s going all the way into my guts.”
“Splitting you open, hmm?” Jake held Nico’s hips and pushed a bit more, Nico tipping his head back and crying out. “That’s it. You’re doing so good. Being such a good boy for me. You know I won’t let you break.”
Nodding, Nico opened his eyes again, hands scrabbling in the sheets. “All the way.”
Grunting, Jake filled him balls deep. Nico’s cock had softened a bit, and Jake stroked it now, more aloe slicking the way.
“You’re taking it so well.” He licked salty sweat from Nico’s temple, fucking him with little movements until he started pushing back with long groans. “Tell me what you want,” Jake muttered.
Nico grabbed at Jake’s shoulders, heels drumming his back. “You.”
Jake wanted to ask more questions but could only kiss him then, swallowing his cries, jerking Nico’s throbbing cock and fucking his virgin ass. Sweat glistened on Nico’s forehead.
Stroking Nico’s shaft, Jake grunted. The hot grip of his ass was heaven, the slap of their slick skin music in the air. “You feel so good, Nic. You’re beautiful.” Jake kissed him messily.
Splayed and bent, wound tight as a wire, Nico came, spurting between them, moaning into Jake’s mouth, biting Jake’s lip.
The blossom of pain sent adrenaline shooting through Jake, the tingling in his balls becoming electricity jolting his legs.
He clung to Nico, buried in him, rigid with pleasure and the burning relief of his orgasm as he emptied into the condom.
Collapsing, he gasped against Nico’s neck, ears ringing until the haze subsided.
His balls and dick ached enough for him to ease out of Nico as gently as possible, although he would have anyway.
A tiny sigh escaped Nico as Jake tied off the condom and tossed it toward the garbage can by the desk, not bothering to see if he made the shot.
He couldn’t bring himself to give a shit, not with Nico flushed and fucked in front of him, still spread, semen drying in his chest hair.
Usually Jake wanted to sleep or eat or do anything but cuddle after sex.
He and Ron had never lingered in the bedroom.
But as he feasted on the sight of Nico wanton and satisfied, Jake could only pull him close, huddling down and pulling the sticky sheets over them, Nico’s sweat tangy on his tongue as he kissed every inch of skin he could reach.
“Tell me how you feel,” he whispered.
“Like there’s no going back.”
And as the words left Nico’s kiss-swollen lips, Jake recognized that truth deep in his bones.