6. Chapter Six #3
“God.” Jack caressed the back of Henry’s neck, then down to his shoulders. The tingles increased and his cock throbbed. “Henry.”
“Yes?” Henry unbuttoned Jack’s jeans, then pushed the denim down his legs. “You wanted me?”
“I do want you.” He shivered when Henry wrapped his fingers around his dick. The synapses in his brain misfired and he couldn’t think straight. He wanted to go slow, but Henry knew how to kick his desire into high gear.
Henry stroked Jack, but also slid his palm around Jack’s hip. He caressed the globes of Jack’s ass.
“Yes, touch me.” Jack groaned. “Henry.”
Instead of answering with words, he tapped Jack’s hole.
His knees weakened. He needed Henry in him. Screw control. “Lube.” He reached behind himself to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle.
Henry took the lube from him. “Let me get a rubber.”
“Yes.” Jack tried to grab the box, but only managed to spill its contents. “Damn it.”
Henry squeezed Jack’s ass. “Get naked.” He withdrew his finger and sat back. When Jack complied, Henry stood long enough to remove his shirt, then unzipped. He shoved his jeans and boxers to his ankles. While bent over, he grabbed a condom from the floor. “Turn around.”
Jack couldn’t contain his giddiness. He turned his back on Henry and wriggled his ass. “Fuck me.” Henry made him feel young and desirable again. He stroked his cock. He needed the release.
Henry raked his nails over Jack’s ass, then bit one of his ass cheeks.
The jolt of pain kicked his desire up another notch. Jack moaned. “Henry.” He gripped the dresser. “More.”
Henry sucked hard on the middle of Jack’s left ass cheek. He dribbled lube over Jack’s hole, then tapped the tender skin.
Jack’s thoughts blurred. He backed into Henry. “More.”
“Breathe.” Henry massaged Jack’s hole before pushing. When he finally breached Jack, he moved slowly.
A groan rumbled in Jack. He pulled his ass cheeks apart and writhed.
“Beautiful.” Henry pushed his dick fully into him and with his free hand, reached between Jack’s legs. He massaged Jack’s balls.
“Holy fuck.” He ground on Henry’s finger. He needed Henry fully within him. His skin prickled. He wouldn’t last long at this rate. “Henry.”
Henry pushed his finger in and out of Jack at a steady pace. He added extra lube. “Like that?”
“Yes.” He craved it. He rocked his hips. “Need more.” He pulled away from Henry, climbing off his digit. He faced Henry. Desire and power overwhelmed him. If he wanted Henry in him, he had to make the next move.
Jack opened the condom packet, then sheathed Henry.
“Pushy.” Henry’s eyes glittered. “I like it.”
“You’ll love it.” He stroked Henry twice, then straddled him.
He guided Henry’s cock into his ass. He didn’t mind the burn because he’d get what he wanted.
The pressure spurred him on. He sank down onto Henry, then grasped his lover’s shoulders.
Jack stared into Henry’s eyes. Something changed between them.
They weren’t just two guys hot for each other.
They were a pair. Meant to be… Forever? Jack wasn’t sure, but right now it didn’t matter.
He’d always have a piece of Henry with him.
“Fuck,” Henry said, his voice gravelly. “So good.”
Jack agreed, but he couldn’t answer. His words were gone. All he could do was experience Henry. He bounced on Henry’s lap, loving the fullness. His cock bobbed and he stared into Henry’s eyes again. He was one with Henry and moaned.
Henry held onto Jack’s torso and nibbled on his chest. He bit Jack’s nipple, adding to Jack’s thrill.
“Yes.” Jack cupped the back of Henry’s head and bounced faster. “Make love to me.”
“I am.” Henry raked his teeth over Jack’s tender skin. “You’ve got me.”
Sure did. His restraint held by a thread. Jack trembled. Every cell in his body screamed for Henry.
Henry grasped Jack’s hips, increasing the pace. “Fuck,” he growled. “Come with me.”
Jack gasped. He wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer.
The orgasm was right there. Jack managed to wrap his fingers around his own erection.
Just touching himself pushed him closer to the edge.
He clawed at Henry’s shoulder with one hand and masturbated with the other.
His entire being vibrated. He welcomed the orgasm.
“Henry.” He tumbled headlong into climax, coming all over Henry’s abs.
Henry growled as he surged into Jack and came. He shuddered. “Fuck.”
Jack nudged Henry onto his back and stretched out on top of him, smearing cum between them.
“You’ve marked me,” Henry murmured. He panted and embraced Jack. “But I like it.”
“You marked me, too.” Jack pressed his face to Henry’s neck and he shivered.
“Cold?” Henry dragged the blanket over them. “We should probably clean up, as well.”
He’d get up to that eventually. He enjoyed the bliss and perfection of the moment.
With Henry, he felt comfortable. He had a home—not just a dwelling or a place he slept.
He had a place with Henry. It didn’t matter if they were at his house or Henry’s.
He knew he belonged and he never wanted to let go.