Page 28 of Saving Noah

Zach’s forehead dampened with sweat and every muscle in the man’s body tensed. While Noah was impaled on a flagpole, trying to figure out how to turn his almost-a-virgin freak show into something enjoyable, Zach was probably busy figuring out a way to politely toss the crazy boy to the curb. Hell, if Noah were on the sane end of the sanity scale instead of the crazy end, he’d be doing the same thing.

Zach would never give him another chance. Sweet Zach who tried so hard to not let this go in the physical direction because he didn’t want to hurt Noah. Sweet Zach who…

A smack on his ass jolted Noah back to reality. He jerked his head up to look into not-so-sweet Zach’s gray eyes. The man bit back a smirk. Barely. No, he definitely smirked.

“What in the hell was that for?” Noah grumbled. “I’m trying not to move and your smack didn’t help matters in the least.”

“You not moving is the problem, babe. You’ve sat, frozen in fear, on my cock for almost five minutes now. Wiggle your ass or something,” he pleaded. “While I didn’t agree with your all-or-nothing method of impalement, it doesn’t mean I can hold this position all night long. Move. Your. Sweet. Ass.” Zach followed his order up with a wink. “I promise, it will be better now. You should have taken it slow, Noah. You didn’t. That’s behind us. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised if you just give it a wiggle or jiggle.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Noah whined. “You’re not the one sitting on a baseball bat.”

“Ahhh, that’s sweet,” Zach teased. “My ego loves it.” Zach’s large hands cupped Noah’s ass and gave it a gentle squeeze. “So, now you’ve stroked my ego; how about stroking my cock?”

Noah didn’t believe a word coming out of Zach’s mouth—there was no way things down below had just magically improved, but he was determined to not be a baby about it. He seriously didn’t remember it being this tight of a squeeze.

“Asshole,” he growled as he followed Zach’s instructions and gave his ass a very itsy-bitsy, tiny wiggle. When he wasn’t crippled by pain or split asunder, he lifted up a couple inches and thenslowlylowered himself again. He might be crazy, but he wasn’t stupid; he wouldn’t be taking that cock with one slide again any time soon. “Ummm,” he said when, not only was there no pain, there was a definite zinger of pleasure. He rocked forward and backward again, this time taking more of Zach's length in one go.

When he heard Zach chuckle, he glared at him and then flipped him the middle finger.

“Yeah, babe, that’s what I’m waiting for,” was Zach’s answer. That smartass comment accompanied the most beautiful smile Noah had ever seen in his life. He paused all movement as he looked at Zach’s face, into his eyes, and his heart did something ridiculous. Holy shit, he was going to do something utterly stupid like fall in love with Zach. He was one hundred percent sure all Zach wanted from him was a rough fuck, and he was going to fall in love.

Noah tried to shake off the nagging worry he’d become Zachary Meadows’s biggest mistake. Now wasn’t the time. He’d already made a fool of himself with the impalement episode; he didn’t need to top that screw-up with a vow of love and devotion.

He moved his hips again, smiled, and said, “That’s not so bad!”

This time Zach barked out a laugh. “Wow, you stroked my ego and then decimated it in the next minute. Not so bad? Come on. For the sake of our friendship, at least have the courtesy to lie to me.”

“Ha, ha. Very funny, smartass,” Noah grumbled with another flex of his hips. Oh,hell yeah, he was getting used to it. “Like your ego needs stroking from me. You’re a walking, talking wet dream for every gay guy in the world. We both know you’re giving a charity fuck to the crazy kid.”

The lust in those gray eyes changed to anger from one heartbeat to the next. Zach grabbed the sides of Noah’s face and yanked him forward until they were only an inch apart.

“Noah, I think I’ve made myself pretty damned clear about how I feel when you make those negative comments about yourself. I’ve warned you; I’m not playing. Don’t say it again. I don’t know who in the hell has made you feel that way, or who tried to convince you you’re crazy, but I won’t put up with it. Understood?”

Noah nodded, his eyes wide.

“Do it again and I’m going to punish your ass. I don’t know or understand what the hell is going on between us,” he continued. “All I know is I tried to stay away from you because you deserve better than me, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t, Noah. Right now, from this minute forward until you grow tired of me and kick my ass to the curb, you belong to me. You’remine.”

Well…shit; Noah’s heart did thatthingagain. He hadn’t ever beenanybody’s.He was thrilled to belong to somebody. He looked away, not wanting Zach to see how his words were affecting Noah’s heart…or tried to look away. Zach wouldn’t have any of that, though. He tilted his head back around.

“That okay with you?” Zach asked.

Noah’s heart screamed ‘yes.’ Noah nodded.

“Good. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s have some fun,” Zach told him with a swat to his ass. “I’ve watched this ass working out in the gym for months now. Let me see if it bounces as good as I’ve imagined.”

Still nervous, but oh so determined, Noah flexed his hips again. No pain. Only pleasure. He could do pleasure. At first, his movements remained slow and controlled as he assured his ass nothing horrible would happen. He actually couldn’t blame it for not trusting him at the moment. After several torturous minutes of slow slides, he grew more confident and needier. Zach urged him on with filthy words about what his cock did to Noah’s ass, and while the explicit words made him blush, they also made him hornier than hell. In what he congratulated himself on being record time, Noah was riding Zach’s cock in a groove that would have made any porn star proud. It felt fucking perfect to have Zach stretching his ass to its limits, maybe a tad beyond. When he leaned back, supporting himself by placing his hands on Zach’s knees, a yelp erupted from his lips when that massive cock stroked the bundle of nerves in his ass.

“Oh, yeah,” he yelled in triumph. “That feels so good. Right there. Oh fuck; right there.”

His eyes were opened only a slit because he barely had the energy to keep them open at all, but he tried to keep his gaze locked with Zach’s. The words tumbling from Zach’s mouth were nothing short of trash—he wanted to destroy Noah’s ass, nothing but sheer willpower kept him from flipping Noah over and pummeling him into next week—but the look in his eyes was even filthier. Hell, Noah wanted it too, but figured he wasn’t ready for that level of fuckdom yet.

Noah barely had time to register the oddness of Zach’s slouchy position on the couch before Zach’s actions gave him the answer. As he rode Zach’s cock, he watched as his lover leaned forward just enough to take the tip of Noah’s cock inside his mouth.

“Fuck!” he yelled as warmth enveloped the mushroom head. When Zach’s cheeks hollowed out as he sucked the tip into his mouth, Noah suspected he had died and gone straight to heaven. Slouchy position equaled good. Damned good. “Oh, fuck, Zach. Please don’t stop,” he begged while he could still talk. He wouldn’t be at all surprised if he lost use of all his muscles at any second. The pleasure was too much. Zach’s fist wrapped around the base of Noah’s cock while his lips worked the top. He removed his mouth only long enough to spit some moisture into his hand. After that, Noah was completely lost. Zach’s cock stroked inside his ass, teasing his prostate, while his mouth and tongue toyed with and tormented the head of his cock, and a spit-coated hand slid up and down his length, twisting in one direction and then the other.

Noah had played before, but he realized right then and there he hadn’t ever really hadsex. He would be addicted to it now, unable to go a full day without having it again. If necessary, he would chain Zach to his bed. He had to have this again and again and again.

His balls drew up, and he clamped down so hard on his bottom lip he tasted blood. His entire body buzzed with pleasure reaching a peak and threatening to explode.

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