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I turned Zach, rinsing him under the spray as I continued kissing him and then I heard him take a sharp breath as I sank to my knees in front of him. His cock was long and slender as it reached towards his navel and the head was red at the tip where pre-cum dribbled from the slit.

“Put your hands on the walls,” I instructed. Zach whimpered his excitement, but he did as he was told.

Once he was secure, I grabbed his hips and sank my mouth down his length. His salty-sweet flavor burst on my tongue, making me moan. I used my hands to pull him towards me, taking more and more of him with each slide until my lips were securely fastened around the base of his cock and my nose was pressed against his pelvis.

I held still, swallowing around him. I loved the feel of his dick stretching my throat. I opened my eyes and peered up at him. His head was tilted down, and he was staring at me with his mouth opened in a silent O. I finally pulled off of him when my lungs began to burn from lack of oxygen. I reached for the bottle of soap and slicked the fingers of one hand. Zach’s legs began to shake as he watched me.

“Easy, baby. I’ve got you. Hold on tight,” I said.

I waited until his grip had tightened against the shower walls and then I lifted one of his legs and placed it over my shoulder. I held onto his thigh, making sure he wouldn’t fall as I sucked him back into my mouth. With my soapy hand, I reached between his legs and began rubbing circles over his eager hole.

Zach groaned above me, and his head dropped back, his face looking up towards the ceiling. Lowering my face, I rubbed my tongue over his balls while slowly working one finger inside him. His hips moved, swiveling in an erotic dance and I added another finger, twisting and turning my wrist to coax him open.

I sucked his cock back into my mouth and crooked my finger, rubbing over that spongy spot deep inside him. Zach shouted, the sound echoing off the walls of the shower as hot spurts of cum filled my mouth. I drank it down hungrily, savoring every salty drop he gave me before I licked him clean.

I gently removed my fingers from him and then stood, kissing my way back up his body as I went. Zach was trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm, but he threw his arms around my neck and kissed me long and hard. He hummed in my mouth as he tasted himself on my tongue. After I’d cleaned up, I turned the water off and reached for a towel to dry us.

Zach grabbed for my hand as soon as we were done and led me to the bedroom. As we neared the bed, he turned me and pushed me down on the mattress. He followed me onto the bed and straddled my waist, then began rocking back and forth on top of me. I groaned at the feel of my cock sliding through the snug crack of his ass.

I reached up and slid my hand behind his neck, tugging him down for a hungry kiss. My tongue searched his mouth, tasting him, and getting lost in everything that was Zach. I growled when he started to pull away.

“Don’t worry. I’m not done with you yet. I just need to grab the supplies,” he promised.

He reached above me and pulled a condom and lube out of the bedside drawer. We’d begun leaving supplies at each of our houses, so we would never be without. I held my breath as he slid the condom down my shaft and then slicked it with lube. He was so breathtakingly sexy as he leaned up on his knees and reached behind him to prepare himself that there was no way I could keep my hands off him.

I teased his nipples, pinching them between my thumb and forefinger until they stood in two erect points. My hands glided down over his flat stomach, the soft hairs of his treasure trail tickling my palms. Then they moved down to the juncture of his legs, kneading and massaging the delicate skin of his inner thighs. He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t imagine anyone else in the world could be more perfect for me.

Zach raised up, stretching behind him for my cock and angled it up to where his entrance waited. Slowly, carefully, he began to lower himself onto my cock. My jaw clenched as I fought the overwhelming urge to punch my hips and slam up into him. There was no way I would ever hurt him though, so I bit my lip instead and dug my fingers into his hips.

We both sighed when he finally sat flush on top of me and he shivered above me. His eyes were heavy-lidded, and his pupils were blown wide with arousal. His palms landed on top of my chest and I threw my head back as he slowly began to rock.

“Jeremy,” he whispered, sounding desperate.

My eyes flew open and I saw his vulnerability. I was familiar with the feeling because I’d felt it nearly every time we’d made love; the need to feel tethered when I felt like I was about to fly apart. I reached my hands up to him and he clasped them tightly in his own, locking our fingers together. Holding on to me, he began to lift his hips, sliding up and down my shaft. He tightened his inner walls each time he sank back down, and I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts, sure I would lose my mind if I didn’t get to come soon.

I held onto his hips, guiding his movements and increasing our pace as we both raced towards a blissful release. Zach’s body bowed on top of me and his fingernails dug into my hands as he threw his head back with a scream. White-hot streams of cum shot out of his cock, landing on my chest and hitting my chin.

His hole quivered and spasmed around my cock, gripping me tightly and sending me plummeting over the edge. I saw flashes of light behind my closed eyelids and I let out a strangled scream as I came. I was shaking everywhere, and I felt lightheaded as I floated back down to earth.

Zach lifted himself off of me and gently removed the condom from my softening dick. He tossed it into the garbage can next to the bed and then crawled up my body, licking his cum from my chest. He licked the cum that had splashed onto my chin and then he kissed me, sharing his flavor with me. I sucked on his tongue greedily.

I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his neck, breathing in the warm, intoxicating scent of my lover. Zach burrowed against me, as if he couldn’t get close enough and my arms tightened around him, securing him to me. That, to me, was heaven. Arms around each other, skin against skin, feeling his heart beating the same rhythm as mine as we breathed in tandem.

“Why did we wait so long to start doing this?” Zach murmured in my ear.

“It wasn’t all that long. We had to get to know each other first,” I reminded him.

“Feels like I was waiting a lifetime,” he whispered.

He said it so quietly that I wasn’t sure I was meant to hear it, but my heart expanded so much that I thought it was going to burst right out of my chest. It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him I loved him, but my stomach chose that moment to growl, making us both laugh and effectively killing the mood.

“Come on, let’s get something to eat. I’m starving and apparently you are too.” He sat up and climbed off of me then tugged me up into a sitting position.

We cleaned up together then threw on some shorts. Zach had to borrow a pair of mine since his were dirty from working. They were big on him and kept sliding down over his hips, but I thought it was sexy as hell and the fact that he was wearing my clothes awakened the primal side of me.

We made our way to the kitchen and I began pulling the ingredients out for chicken fajitas. Zach took the peppers and onions from me and pulled the cutting board and knife out of the drawers. Conversation flowed between us as he chopped the vegetables and I cooked the chicken.

It occurred to me how domestic and perfect things were between us and my stomach coiled into a tight knot. I knew that I would have to talk to him soon. I needed to lay everything out on the line and tell him why I was really there, while also finding out, once and for all, if he really was Zane.

Zach walked up beside me and used the knife to slide the chopped vegetables into the pan. He smiled and leaned up with his lips puckered. I met him for a quick kiss and then watched him as he walked back and started cleaning up his mess.

He looked over his shoulder and winked at me when he caught me staring, and I pasted on what I hoped was a believable grin. How in the hell can I risk losing this? What if he decides to end everything and walk away? How can I possibly survive that when he owns my entire heart?

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