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“Touch yourself,” he gasped softly. He had never been the sort of person who was comfortable with it when his partner wasn’t having a good time, too, and he knew that, far too soon, he was going to come. He wanted Jamie there with him when he did, and to his delight, Jamie’s eyes crinkled up in a smile and Lance got to watch as the other man wrapped his fingers around his own dick and stroked himself in time with the movements of his mouth on Lance’s cock.
Too quickly, the pleasure built inside of him. It was terrifying, really, how quickly all control could be swept away, his body seemingly molten with desire, with the urge to shoot deep inside of that mouth and claim the man who was giving him such pleasure with his mouth.
Claim him? God, he really didn’t need to be thinking like that. But the thoughts kept coming back. He wanted Jamie. He wanted this to be more than just a one-time thing, and somehow, even though he knew better than to give in to this, he also knew that he wouldn’t ever be able to resist.
“Jamie. I’m so close,” Lance moaned, and Jamie gave that sexy little smile again, the one that involved the corners of his big, expressive eyes, rather than his mouth, which was so beautifully stretched around Lance’s cock. Jamie nodded, and Lance whimpered as the pressure inside him built until there was nothing to stop it. He was going to shoot off, and that was all there was to it.
Somehow, someway, he managed to hold off until he saw the tension building in Jamie’s body. Jamie’s hand slid over his own erection frantically, and even from this distance, Lance could see the gleaming of precomeon the head of it. And the little moans he made, muffled as they were by Lance’s cock, might just be the hottest thing in the history of the world.
At the same moment, Jamie coated his hand with his own release, right at the same time as the pressure finally exploded within Lance, rocketing him up and up, building and spiraling until his body was completely out of control, and he spilled himself deep inside that teasing, gorgeous mouth.
For a moment, they remained locked together in that incredibly intimate pose, Jamie’s mouth around Lance’s twitching dick, but then Jamie was gone, shooting him a knowing smirk as he did up his own pants.
Just like that, Jamie was gone, disappeared off into his own room. Lance was left there to tremble through the remnants of his orgasm alone, and only slowly did he manage to do up his own pants and make his way to his room, to his solitary bed.
So easily, Jamie stripped away all of his defense. He knew now that he couldn’t resist him, and he knew, too, that he would need him again. Somehow, he had to try to fight that, he had to keep all of the things he would lose in his mind, but it seemed like when they were in the moment, and things were getting hot and heavy between them, he couldn’t think about anything else.
