Page 16 of Home on the Road

It took several minutes before he could feel his body, and his fingers and toes responded to his order to wiggle them. He flopped over onto his side and looked at Harry, who was sprawled out with his eyes closed and an expression of joyful peace on his face.

Taking a deep breath, he sighed and closed his eyes, his own lips turned up in a smile as he floated on rosy clouds of satisfaction. Time lost meaning as they lay side by side and just breathed.

Finally, Harry wrapped his hand around Ziggy’s thigh, the skin of his palm warm and welcome. Shivers of desire raced through him, causing his cock to begin to stiffen once again.

“Are you alive over there?” Harry whispered.

“I think so. How about you?”

“I’m very alive. Want to take a shower before dinner? Or should we just lie here and be like broccoli?”

Ziggy barked a laugh. “Be like broccoli? Where did you come up with that?”

“Pretty Woman. Great movie. Haven’t you ever seen it?”

Ziggy frowned and thought back for a moment. “Yeah, I think maybe I did, years ago.”

“We’ll have to watch it together sometime,” Harry said. “So, what do you want to do? Shower or lay here?”

Ziggy felt his cock twitch and begin to reinflate. He watched as Harry’s did the same.

“I don’t care, as long as you’ll fuck me. I miss having your cock in my ass.”

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Harry had never had such fast recovery time with anyone else. Only with Ziggy. But as soon as Ziggy made his demand, his cock inflated and in less than a minute was standing at attention and ready for action.

“Roll over on your back and spread those legs,” Harry ordered gently as he rolled over and crawled toward the nightstand where he kept the condoms and lube.

Pulling one out, he gloved up. They would have to have a discussion about going together to get tested so they could ditch the damn condoms. But that was a conversation for anothertime. Right now, he had a man to fuck.

After spreading lube on the condom, he eased one slippery finger past the muscles guarding Ziggy’s ass. The man clenched around his finger, then took a breath and relaxed, allowing him entry.

In the next few minutes, he added a second and then a third to ensure Ziggy was prepared to take his cock.

Leaning over the supine man, he brushed a kiss on Ziggy’s lips. “How are you doing, Z-man?”

Ziggy growled at him before he said, “If you don’t hurry up and fuck me I’m going to … to … well, I don’t know, but you won’t like it.”

Harry chuckled as he replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock. With a deep breath to control his own spiraling need, he slowly began to push forward.

Ziggy frowned up at him and tried to lift his hips to hurry his invasion. But refused to be hurried. The last thing he wanted was to hurt the man he hoped to spend the rest of his life with.

“Hurry up and fuck me,” Ziggy demanded, sounding sulky.

“No.”

“No?” the man went wide-eyed at his denial.

“I refuse to hurry when we have plenty of time,” Harry said as he eased forward another few centimeters.

It took nearly a minute more, but he finally filled Ziggy’s back channel completely. He then held still until the last bits of his control shredded. Pulling his hips back, he thrust forward, slamming home again.

That earned him a smile and a moaned, “Oh, yeah,” from the man under him.

From that point forward, Harry moved faster and harsher, wishing he could pound his entire being into Ziggy’s body. For now, it was enough to just fuck him into the mattress.

Their grunts and moans harmonized with the slapping of his hips into Ziggy’s ass as he fucked the man harder and faster with each stroke. When his balls began to tighten with his impending orgasm, he shifted his weight to one arm and slid the other between them.

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