Page 73 of Jacked
Our mouths collide in a hot, wet, desperate kiss. All the tension and worry that followed AJ home dissolves as we both smile into the kiss, trading muffled laughter as we try and failto get our lips to behave, settling instead for clanking teeth and mouths stretched too wide to kiss properly.
Our hands wander and our laughter is slowly replaced with moans as our kisses get deeper and our tongues tangle and slide against each other. Running my hands over the broad expanse of his back and his muscular, hairy abs isn’t mapping new territory anymore, it’s a well-trodden road I’ve driven enough now to be able to do it with my eyes closed. I’ve always been a relationship guy for exactly this reason. Sure, sex with someone new is exciting, but it’s so much fucking better once you know all the places they like to be touched.
I tease the pad of my thumb over one of AJ’s taut, stiff nipples, and he moans into my mouth, jerking his hips to grind his cock against mine. I groan right back, feeding him the low, needy sound and sucking on his tongue as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my jock to tug it down. I fumble with his too, desperate to feel his hot, hard cock against mine.
I nibble my way across his jaw, savoring the sandpapery feeling of his stubble against my lips and tongue. I’ve heard the guys complain about kissing dudes with stubble, that they either want them clean-shaven or with a full beard. Maybe it’s the novelty for me, or maybe it’s just because it’s AJ and I would let this man put a fucking mousetrap on my dick if it meant I could keep touching him, but I don’t think the stubble is so bad.
“Did you mean what you said in that text last night or were you just trying to get my dick hard so I’d be too distracted to win that hand?”
“About you fucking me?” He digs his fingers into my ass cheek, pulling me against him and rutting his thick, throbbing cock against mine, our balls bouncing together with every thrust.
“Yeah,” I rasp, teasing my fingertips along the top of his crease. I’ve steered clear so far, waiting for him to give me the go-ahead. But fuck do I want to lick and finger AJ’s ass. Bonuspoints if I get to fuck him, but honestly I’ll be happy just to spread him open and make his toes curl with my tongue.
“I want to see what it feels like.”
He rolls his hips, clenching his ass cheeks and dragging his cock against mine again. A dribble of his precum lands on my cockhead, and I suck his tongue back into my mouth as I roll onto my back and drag him along with me.
“Grab the lube,” I pant, running my hands up his thick thighs on either side of my hips. My cock strains to get closer to him, twitching and throbbing while I devour him with my eyes.
I’m obsessed with every inch of him, from his massive pecs to his freakishly hairy toes. I love how big and hard and sturdy he is, but it’s so much more than that. It’s not about the muscles or the hair or even his ridiculously gorgeous cock. It’s justAJ.
“I love you,” I murmur again, leaning up on my elbows and flicking my tongue against the hard bud of his nipple while he leans over to grab the lube.
He gasps and his hips jerk instantly. Fuck, I love having such an easy hot button for him. I do it again, making the lick longer and slower this time, leaving his nipple wet and glistening and even harder than it was before. AJ makes a strangled sound, his cock spasming between his thighs, a long strand of clear, sticky precum stretching down to pool on my stomach.
“Do you want…?” His voice is strained and deep as he holds up a condom.
I shake my head. We got tested last week, and all I’ve been thinking about since then is what it will feel like to have his cum dripping out of my ass. I groan and dig my fingers into his thighs again, thrusting up towards him, the head of my cock bumping against the lower curve of his ass cheek.
AJ hands me the bottle of lube, the sweetest look of excited nervousness flickering in his eyes. I crook my finger and he leansdown, bracing his elbows on either side of my head and bringing his lips close to mine again.
“I want you to climb up on my face so I can tongue your ass before I fuck you.”
A shudder runs through him and his expression heats even more. “That’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me before taking my ass virginity.”
I snort a laugh and nip at his bottom lip.
“All aboard,” I say with a smirk, giving him a playful slap on the ass to get him moving.
AJ
Positioning myself over Slater’s face is more awkward than I expected. Now I get why some of the women I dated were self-conscious about this position. I grip the headboard and my thighs shake as I try to lower myself just right, so he’ll be able to reach me but I won’t suffocate him. His hot breath puffs against my taint and my balls tighten.
“Come on, bro, don’t be shy.” He slaps my ass again.
“I don’t want to crush you.”
“If I die eating your ass, just know that’s the way I wanted to go,” he says dryly.
Some of the tension eases out of my muscles as laughter rumbles through my chest, and he takes the opportunity to grab my hips and drag me to exactly where he wants me. My laughter turns into a long, low moan as his scorching, wet tongue drags over my hole for the first time.
Nerve endings I didn’t even know existed flare to life. I can feel the lick all the way through my cock, and it makes my nipples tighten and throb, like his tongue is on all those sensitive places at once.
“Holy fuck,” I gasp, tightening my grip on the headboard and rolling my hips to meet the next lick. It’s longer and slower, the full flat of his tongue lovingly stroking across my rim.
Slater hums happily and the sound vibrates through my hole, making my balls ache and my cock drool. I gasp and roll my hips again, easily falling into rhythm with him. All of my nerves and self-consciousness vanish in a wave of lust and need and awe. He laps at me hungrily, coaxing my hole to relax and soften, then wiggling the tip of his tongue inside.
Stars burst behind my eyes and I gasp his name, my cock slapping against my belly as I ride his face with abandon. The only problem with this position is that I need more of him. I want his hands all over me, I want his body pressed against mine, I want to be able to touch him and smell him and taste him right back.
