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“I might be terrible at reining it in and shutting up when I feel anxious,” Jake said, grasping the bottom of Rafe’s cock with one hand and pushing his robe open farther with the other so he could hold Rafe’s hip, “but I’m ace at sucking cock.”

Rafe started to laugh, but the sound quickly turned into a moan as Jake proved his words. He closed his mouth over the head of Rafe’s cock, sucking and licking as he pushed back hisforeskin with his lips. He absolutely was excellent at what he was doing. So much that Rafe’s knees went weak.

He gripped Jake’s head, digging his fingers into his hair as the way Jake teased his tip shifted to bobbing deeper and deeper with agonizing slowness to take as much of him in as possible. Rafe was amazed at how deep Jake could swallow him and caught his breath when Jake choked a little, his throat squeezing. It was glorious and hot, and he couldn’t help but feel a certain amount of satisfaction that after all the trouble Jake had caused him, he was making up for it now.

It was so good that Rafe couldn’t help but push things to make a point. He grasped Jake’s head tighter, and instead of letting Jake take the lead, he pushed in, fucking his mouth in a way that took control. He knew he was being borderline too harsh, but the way Jake moaned and gave himself over to it had Rafe growling with pleasure.

“That’s right, love,” Rafe panted. “You said you wanted to make amends for your behavior? This is amends.”

Jake sputtered and gagged, but the fire in his eyes as he looked up at Rafe was all Rafe needed to know he was definitely into what they were doing. In fact, he was a little too convincing. If he wasn’t careful, the whole thing would be over long before he was ready.

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Jake loved havinghis face fucked. It was probably part and parcel of his laundry list of things about himself that were fucked up, but bottoming had always done it for him. He could tell Rafe was getting there a little too fast, though, so he grabbed Rafe’s thighs with both hands and pushed back to catch his breath.

Rafe groaned in frustration as Jake coughed and caught his breath, but they both knew it was the right move.

“I want you buried deep in my ass,” he panted, pushing himself to his feet, then sliding his hands under the robe on Rafe’s shoulders so he could get rid of the garment. “Don’t be sweet or cute about it either,” he went on, kissing Rafe’s shoulder and neck as Rafe wriggled out of his robe and dropped it. “I know you’re mad at me. Take it out on my ass.”

He looked up into Rafe’s eyes with challenge.

“I’m not angry with you,” Rafe said, reaching for Jake and yanking him closer. “I’m just disappointed.”

“Ouch,” Jake said, laughing as his cock pulsed with arousal.

He’d deal with the freakiness of how turned on he was by Rafe’s disappointment later. At that moment, all he wanted was to feel his hole stretched and his guts filled with Rafe.

“I’ve been a bad boy,” he said, heart pounding, as he hooked a hand behind Rafe’s neck. He leaned to within a breath of Rafe’s mouth before whispering, “I need you to punish me.”

Rafe dug his fingertips into Jake’s ass with one hand and gripped the side of his head with the other as he brought his mouth crashing over Jake’s. It was exactly the sort of punishment Jake craved. He wasn’t really kinky, but there were times when a little rough sex made everything feel better.

He couldn’t tear his mouth away from Rafe’s right away. As good as Jake knew he was at sucking cocks, Rafe was equally good at kissing. He made Jake feel both like he was an object of desire that Rafe would take whether he liked it or not and like he was a cherished partner in something beautiful. That pretty much summed up their relationship.

“I can’t decide if I should be nice to you or give you exactly what you deserve,” Rafe panted as they pulled apart.

“Definitely give me what I deserve,” Jake said, almost giddy with desire.

He turned around and leaned over the bed, presenting his ass and winking over his shoulder at Rafe for good measure. He wasn’t sure what Rafe would do about it, but the invitation was for everything.

“You really are shameless,” Rafe said with a quick laugh that almost broke the intensity of the moment.

Jake was about to make a joke before Rafe smacked a hand hard across his ass. The shock and sting of the blow took Jake’s breath away and went straight to his cock. As perfect as the first blow was, the second was even better because he would have sworn Rafe was just trying to surprise him and that he wasn’t serious about punishment.

“I could get used to this,” Rafe said, smacking Jake’s backside again. “Your arse looks so pretty with my handprints on it.”

“Fuck,” Jake gasped, tilting his hips so Rafe would have an even broader target.

Rafe spanked him one more time, then said, “I don’t mind if I do.”

He reached for the bottle of lube waiting on his bedside table. Jake thought about flopping onto the bed and twisting so they would be face to face, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He’d been a jerk to Rafe, and in that moment, he wanted to be used and fucked like he deserved what he got.

He gasped and his whole body flinched as Rafe pushed a lubed finger into his hole and started working it to loosen him up. “Yeah, you like that,” he said, bending over Jake so he could murmur against his ear. “You’re a dirty boy who knows he’s only good for one thing.”

Jake let out an almost hysterical sound that turned into a moan when Rafe added a second finger. “For the record,” he panted, breaking character for a moment. “This is my kind of foreplay. Give me all the dirty talk, baby. Use me like I deserve.”

“Oh, I will,” Rafe said, slipping his hand down from Jake’s hole to cup and squeeze his balls.

Jake yelped with the burst of pain and pleasure, then laughed at the overwhelming need to grab his asscheeks and hold them wide open for Rafe.

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