He wished he had her phone number so he could call her and check on her.
“Maybe she’s busy,” Jack said. “Maybe she has a life. Maybe she got struck by lightning and can’t remember she has a rabid admirer.”
Tim flipped him a bird. “You like her stuff, too.”
“Yeah, but the woman probably has a family.” He pulled Tim into his arms. “Maybe she’s working. Probably hard work thinking up all that pervy shit she writes.”
“Asshole. She’s single and not dating anyone.” He nipped Jack’s lower lip. “It’s pretty hot pervy shit, even you have to admit that.” He shifted position, straddling Jack on the couch so he could rub his crotch against Jack’s hard, jean-clad thigh. “Especially the ménages.”
Jack’s hands settled on his hips. “You would love those.”
“Oh, come on. You can’t tell me you wouldn’t want to try that at least once.” Not that they’d probably ever do it in real life, but the fantasy hardened Tim like granite. “Tell the truth, Stoneface. You’d love having your dick sunk in a sweet pussy while I fuck your brains out. Or both of us sharing a girl. Or any of several really hot and dirty combinations I could think of. You had girlfriends before. You said so.”
Jack issued a noncommittal grunt. “You want to do something tonight, or rehash porn books?”
Tim planted his hands on his hips. “They’re not porn. They have a plot.”
“Um, yeah, they are porn. Excuse me. Erotica.”
He grinned. “That’s better. Actually, they’re erotic romance. Hey, we sell a lot of them. Don’t complain too much, they make money. The het women love them.”
Jack lifted Tim’s shirt off and tossed it to the floor. “Talking doesn’t get you laid, buddy.” He ran his hands over Tim’s chest, tweaking his nipples, one surefire way to get his attention.
Tim let worry about Gwen swirl out of his mind as Jack slipped his hands around him and pulled him close. He nipped Tim’s nipples, making him rock his hips against his lover’s thigh that much harder. “Oh, fuck yeah!”
Jack sat up and turned, lowering Tim to the couch. “My baby need something in his mouth to keep him occupied?”
Tim eagerly nodded. Jack unfastened his jeans and knelt over him. Tim grabbed his ass and pulled him close, sucking his hard cock deep into his throat.
Oh, yeah. This was what he loved, the way Jack took charge like this.
His own cock throbbed as he ran his lips up and down Jack’s shaft, swirling his tongue over the ridge and along his slit, tasting his salty pre-cum. He slid one hand between Jack’s thighs and palmed his sac, loving the feel of the warm, soft weight in his palm.
Just as he’d started to drift into that lovely little headspace he enjoyed, Jack pulled out.
“No!” Tim protested.
Jack laughed and grabbed Tim’s hand. “Bed, babe. Now. I want to bury my cock in your ass.”
“Mmm, okay!” He practically dragged Jack to their bedroom. He immediately shed his clothes and jumped into their queen-size bed, where he flopped onto his back.
Jack shook his head and laughed. Tim almost thought about asking Jack about the sad look in his eyes. Then he decided he didn’t want to interrupt their fun. Jack had enough reality on his plate. Between Jack’s job and his mom’s condition, Tim didn’t need to be interrogating him about why he suddenly looked a little sad.
Jack dropped his clothes to the bedroom floor and stalked him like a jungle predator. He crawled onto the bed, hunger in his eyes.
It only served to harden Tim’s cock even more.
“I’m going to fuck you real good,” Jack rumbled.
Tim swallowed. “How you want me, baby?” he hoarsely asked. When Jack got like this, he’d do anything for him, anything he asked. “Want me on my back or on my front?”
Jack straddled him, grabbed his wrists, and pinned his arms over his head. “Just like this, babe.” He lowered his lips to Tim’s, crushing him in a soul-melting kiss he felt from his hair to his toes. The friction of Jack’s body rubbing against his was nearly enough to make him explode. He could feel pre-cum leaking from his cock.
Jack shifted position slightly, clutching both of Tim’s wrists in one hand before reaching over to the bedside table. When Jack brought his knees up between Tim’s legs, Tim raised them, knowing exactly how Jack wanted him.
Tim loved it when Jack took him like this, rough and possessively. Every inch of his body felt alive, and he practically shivered when he heard the familiar snick of the top being popped on the bottle of lube.
“You ready for me, baby?” Jack asked.
“Always.” He drew his knees back into his chest, opening himself wider to his lover. Jack drizzled the lube over his taint and into his ass, then worked some inside him with a finger. The coolness of the lube against his flesh only served to accentuate his need.
Jack slathered lube over his cock before lining the head up with Tim’s rim. “I’m going to fuck you so good, baby.”
Tim stared into Jack’s face. His brown eyes looked nearly black with passion. “Take me. Do it.” As always, when he felt the tip of Jack’s cock first breach his body, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the stretching sensation. Jack slowly fed his member into Tim’s ass until he was completely buried inside him and his balls rubbed against Tim. Then Tim opened his eyes and looked up at Jack.
Jack’s eyes dropped closed. “Oh, yeah.” He lowered himself down onto Tim and held his wrists with both hands. Tim wrapped his legs around Jack and held on for the ride. He felt his cock rubbing along Jack’s stomach and knew he would explode long before Jack did.
He felt cocooned in Jack’s embrace, his lover’s arms holding him a willing captive as Jack started a slow, steady rhythm, withdrawing almost to the tip before thrusting deep within him again.
Tim felt his lover’s skin grow slick where his own pre-cum leaked between them. The delicious sensation only added to the friction he felt. “Man, I’m going to come.”
“Not yet,” Jack murmured. “Hold in it, babe.”
Tim knew he sounded like he was whining and didn’t care. “I can’t hold it. Please, don’t stop!”
But that’s exactly what Jack did, buried deep inside Tim. His lips came down possessively, his tongue deeply plunging and exploring Tim’s mouth as Tim frantically wiggled and squirmed and tried to coax Jack into moving again. But pinned like that, beneath the larger man’s body, Tim couldn’t do anything but wait for Jack to decide when the fucking could continue.
“I love the feel of your body,” Jack whispered.
Like this, Tim knew, he came as close to ever seeing the true Jack, the man without barriers and walls and emotional pain, as he ever could. “Then fuck me, dammit. I need you!”
Jack chuckled and finally started moving again, much to Tim’s relief. “Oh, hell yeah,” Tim nearly sobbed, relieved. He felt his balls tighten as his climax built deep inside him.
“You going to come hard for me, baby?” Jack asked.
“Yeah, you know it.”
“Then do it.” He slammed his hips into Tim, building his thrusts into a nearly brutal force and tempo until Tim’s cock exploded. His cum smeared between them as Jack slid back and forth along his body.
“Yes!”
Jack rose up on his arms, releasing Tim’s wrists as he pounded into Tim until he cried out with his own release. Then he held still for a moment, head bowed, until he finally caught his breath and pulled out.
Tim immediately sat up and pushed Jack over onto his back. He grabbed a washcloth from their bathroom and wiped the cum off them, then cleaned Jack’s cock before tossing the cloth back into the bathroom.