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“Pull the sheets back,” Jeremy whispered against Evan’s lips. After they wrestled the covers back and lay on their sides, Jeremy pulled him close for a kiss, his hand sliding through Evan’s hair.
Evan reached under Jeremy’s robe, feeling all the warm, smooth skin that lay beneath. He worked the robe off Jeremy’s shoulders as they kissed, but the sash got tangled, and Evan was distracted by Jeremy’s broad shoulders and firm chest. Apparently, his nipples were sensitive because he hissed when the side of Evan’s palm accidentally brushed one. Curious, Evan ran his fingertips over the area again and felt it tighten into a hard nub. Jeremy’s lips moved to his neck, kissing and licking the skin, and Evan’s whole body shuddered, his cock hardening further. They rolled back a little so Evan was half on his back, and Jeremy propped himself up on one elbow as he worked his way down Evan’s chest.
Evan let out a hiss of his own when Jeremy’s warm breath touched his nipples, and he had to clutch the sheet beneath him when Jeremy began licking them. Evan closed his eyes, his breath coming hard and fast as Jeremy licked and sucked the sensitive area. Pleasure shot straight down to his cock, and he grabbed the back of Jeremy’s head. “Holy shit.”
He felt Jeremy chuckle as he gave Evan’s nipple one last lick. “Good, isn’t it?”
“Hell, yeah.”
“Oh, it gets so much better.” Jeremy looked up, smiling, and the surge of warmth in Evan’s chest had nothing to do with the fact they were naked and fooling around. “Lose the boxers, and I’ll show you just how good it can get.”
Evan wiggled out of his boxers, shivering when Jeremy ran the back of his fingers against his side. “On your stomach,” Jeremy softly commanded.
Evan turned over, a ripple of nervous excitement threading up his spine as he adjusted his cock and rested his forehead on his crossed arms. At first, all Jeremy did was touch him. Long, sweeping strokes that made his skin tingle and pebble with gooseflesh. He felt like he was flying.
Soft lips touched his shoulder, and he jerked at the unexpected touch.
“Shhh,” Jeremy soothed. Evan relaxed and closed his eyes again. It didn’t take long for him to get lost in the drifting feeling again.
Jeremy’s touch grew heavier, more purposeful, as it swept down over Evan’s lower back and across the curve of his ass. Gentle fingers pushed his thighs apart, coaxed him to open a little, and his heart sped up. It wasn’t enough to pull him from the soaring, floating pleasure though. His groin tightened as Jeremy’s fingers brushed his balls, and he belatedly realized his cock was hard and leaking where it was pinned under his belly.
Jeremy’s warm hand disappeared, and Evan heard the sound of the lube bottle being opened. “I’m going to get you ready, okay?”
“Okay.” There was a strange, fluttering feeling in his stomach as Jeremy’s slick fingers touched his hole for the first time, but it sent a jolt of pleasure through him. Evan moaned as Jeremy circled him, teased him. “Oh, God,” he panted.
“I want you so much,” Jeremy said, his mouth inches from Evan’s ear. “But I don’t want to rush this. I want you so relaxed I slide right in.” There was a slight pinch as his body resisted, then Jeremy’s finger was inside him. “How does that feel?”
“Weird,” Evan admitted, turning his head to the side. When Jeremy began to move, Evan’s breath caught in his throat. Not that he hadn’t used a couple of fingers on himself before, but Jeremy’s finger was thicker and seemed to reach so much further into him. “Good, oh, it’s good though.” He sounded surprised, even to his own ears, and Jeremy chuckled.
“I want to make it even better for you.” Jeremy’s finger continued to move, sending little sparks of pleasure zinging through Evan’s body.
“Yeah, you’re doing it right then,” Evan said with a gasp. A sizzle raced up and down Evan’s spine when Jeremy’s finger brushed a spot inside him, and Evan’s balls tightened. So that was his prostate. He was still thinking about it when Jeremy’s finger retreated, and he heard the sound of lube again. This time, he used two fingers, and Evan winced, the pinch more of an ache until he remembered to relax.
Once he relaxed, Jeremy gently fucked him with his fingers, and as the zings of pleasure became an overwhelming need, things went a little hazy. The head of his already-sensitive cock rubbed against the sheets, and he felt the familiar tightening in his balls. “Oh, God. Jeremy I’m ...”
“I know. Just a little bit more, then I’m going to be inside of you, and it’s going to be so damn good.” Jeremy’s voice sounded a little strained, and Evan realized he was probably every bit as turned on as he was. Jeremy added a little more lube, as well as a third finger which made Evan squirm on the bed at the stretching, aching pleasure.
When Jeremy pulled away, Evan flipped onto his back. He wet his lips in anticipation. “How do you want me?”
“Every way I can get you, kid.” Jeremy grinned, but the smile faded, replaced by a look of sadness. Or maybe regret. He ran a hand down Evan’s chest, resting it on his belly. “Honestly, I’d like to kneel between your thighs, have you hook your legs around my hips, and fuck you until you’re screaming my name, but my leg’s not up to it. We’ll need to be a little more creative.”
Jeremy looked at him for a long moment and when his thumb brushed the light trail of hair below Evan’s navel it made Evan shiver. “How do you feel about being on top? It’ll be easier on my leg, and I can still look at you,” Jeremy said. “I like that thought.”
“Me too,” Evan admitted and was rewarded with a faint smile. “I’m nervous though. I don’t know what to do.”
Jeremy’s fingers stroked his stomach again. “I know you don’t, but I’ll show you.”
“Okay,” Evan agreed, more anxious than turned on at the moment, and he felt his cock droop as his excitement waned.
Jeremy flipped onto his back and undid the sash on the robe where it was bunched around his waist. He hesitated then flung the robe open. Shifting to his knees, Evan sat up and bent forward so he could kiss one of the scars on Jeremy’s hip. It wasn’t the worst of them, but it was bad enough. Jeremy’s hand landed in his hair, and his body seemed to soften. “Oh, kid, I don’t know who dreamed you up, but I never could have imagined I’d find someone like you.”
Evan sat up and his gaze drifted to Jeremy’s cock, seeing it for the first time. He was maybe only half-hard, but Evan still thought he looked perfect. Scars? What scars? Jeremy was about to be inside him. “Tell me what to do.”
Jeremy handed him the bottle of lube and grinned. “Slick me up.”
Evan poured some in his palm, his fingers shaking from nerves and excitement. His tentative touch on Jeremy’s cock elicited a moan, and Evan grew bolder. Jeremy’s eyes closed as Evan grasped him, feeling him lengthen and thicken in his hand. Evan was fascinated by the sight of it in his fist, and he stroked until Jeremy’s hand landed on his. His voice sounded strained. “Much more and I’ll lose it before I get inside you. Put some more lube on both of us and straddle my hips.”
Evan slicked Jeremy and felt his cheeks heat as he knelt and reached behind himself to add more lube to his already slippery ass. He frowned at his sticky hand and Jeremy handed him the boxers he’d discarded earlier. He wiped his hand and tossed them on the bed before carefully swinging one leg over Jeremy, afraid to bump his injured thigh. Evan’s hands were braced on the mattress beside Jeremy’s arms. He licked his lips and watched Jeremy’s gaze follow the motion. “Now what?” He sounded a little breathless.
Jeremy reached between them and gave Evan’s flagging erection a few tugs, which sent desire rushing back over him. “Now, sit up and lower yourself over me.” Jeremy’s hand moved to Evan’s hip, his other reaching between them to grasp his own cock. “Take it slow, and tell me if it’s too much. You’re in control, but I’ll guide you.”
“Okay.” Evan let out a breath and lowered his hips, feeling the first kiss of Jeremy’s cock against his entrance. At first, as the head barely slid into him, a weird, anxious but excited knot began in the pit of his stomach. He glanced down, but the sight was almost too much so he looked up at Jeremy’s face. Jeremy’s gaze was intense, his jaw clenched, but it softened when he saw Evan looking at him.
“You’re doing so good,” Jeremy coaxed, and Evan lowered a little more, the burn beginning again. The knot in his stomach tightened, but Jeremy’s fingers stroked his hip, and he breathed through the discomfort. It helped, and he slid farther as his body finally unclenched. Jeremy moved his other hand up to Evan’s thigh, stroked, then wrapped it around Evan’s cock. Evan looked down, and the sudden rush of sensation made his head swim. With a groan, he settled the rest of the way down onto Jeremy’s cock. He felt so full, so completely right, and his cock jerked, a little precome dribbling down the tip. “How are you feeling?”
“Full,” Evan admitted, and Jeremy smiled at him as he glanced back up. “And really, really good.”
Jeremy’s smile became a full grin. “It’s going to get so much better, Evan.” With one hand on Evan’s hip, Jeremy coaxed him to move. “You’re going to have to do most of the work. I can thrust, but I have to be really careful about not twisting to the side. That’s what causes me pain.”
“Okay,” Evan agreed, and his breath caught when he lifted and felt Jeremy’s cock slide out a little. Jeremy used the one hand to guide him, and together they found a slow, sliding rhythm that made them both groan. When Jeremy began to stroke him again, it was too much. He had almost no warning as he clenched around Jeremy’s cock. He felt his balls pull up as he shot onto Jeremy’s chest, hot surges of pleasure streaking through him.
“Shit,” Evan swore, come spilling over Jeremy’s fist as the warm feeling washed through him, making him shudder. His face went hot with embarrassment, but he felt too good to focus on it. His whole body tingled, right down to his toes.
“It’s okay,” Jeremy said, panting. “I’m close. Just a little more and I’ll come too.” The hand on Evan’s hip tightened, coaxing him to move again. Evan desperately wanted Jeremy to feel as good as he did. Jeremy gave him one final stroke before settling his sticky hand on Evan’s other hip, taking control of the rhythm. As Evan bounced over him, Jeremy’s face screwed up tight as he panted through his gritted teeth. “Almost there.”
Jeremy’s hands bit into Evan’s hips, his biceps flexing as he pushed Evan down on his cock with one final thrust. Jeremy groaned, and Evan felt the jerk of Jeremy’s cock as he came. “Holy. Shit.” Jeremy panted, his body tensing under Evan’s for a moment before he fell back with a groan. “Wow.”
Evan had never been more pleased in his life. He was sticky and sore, but the sight of Jeremy under him, looking dazed and full of pleasure was so worth it. He started to lift up and off Jeremy, but Jeremy stopped him with a hand on his thigh. “Go slow.”
Evan did, but he still winced. Jeremy held out an arm, and Evan settled on his right side, curling up with his head on Jeremy’s shoulder. “How are you feeling, kid?”
“Sore. Sticky.” He licked his lips. “Amazing.”
Jeremy’s arm tightened around him. “Me too, kid. Me too.”
***
“Is your leg okay?” Evan asked.
Jeremy’s throat tightened at the question, wondering how he’d gotten so lucky. “What leg?” he joked, and it made Evan laugh. Jeremy loved the sound, and he promised himself from now on, he’d make Evan laugh a hell of a lot more. “No, it’s a little achy, but a hot shower will take care of it. Trust me, it was worth it.”
“I’m sorry I, uh, didn’t last very long,” Evan muttered against his collarbone.
“I didn’t last long either,” Jeremy pointed out. “And there’s not a damn thing wrong with it. You have nothing to apologize for.” Hell, for Evan’s first time, he’d been amazing. The fact he’d enjoyed it enough to come made Jeremy ecstatic. All that mattered was Jeremy had done far better by Evan than the guy who’d fucked Jeremy for the first time. He groaned and stretched, the muscles of his leg pulling a little. He was looking forward to the hot shower, but he was too content, lying here with Evan in his arms. The bed was a mess, and they were both covered in lube and spunk, but if this wasn’t a little slice of heaven, Jeremy didn’t know what was.
He gripped Evan tighter and Evan buried his head against Jeremy’s neck. For several long moments, they lay there quietly as Jeremy stroked Evan’s back. He felt starved for touch. After the accident, he’d lost everyone he was close to, and he’d pulled away from the rest of the world. A few fleeting sexual encounters had done nothing but make Jeremy more lonely until he’d finally put up so many barriers no one even tried to get through.
Until Evan.
Now he wanted to lie in bed with Evan and never leave. “I could get used to this, you know?” he murmured.
“Mmmhmm. Me too.” Evan sounded drowsy and content. Jeremy turned his head to kiss Evan’s hair.
It occurred to Jeremy he could get used to it. He and Evan had nowhere to be until brunch tomorrow, and even if they missed it, Russ and Stephen probably wouldn’t care. They had to be back in Atlanta the day after, but even then, they could spend the night together if they wanted. This week, next week, two months from now ... Evan would be there. Jeremy’s grin was so wide it bordered on absurd.
He felt a little dizzy, but for once, it wasn’t the fear of commitment. For the first time, he was with someone he didn’t want to let go of. He couldn’t get enough of the man in his arms. “I love you, you know?”
“Yeah? I love you too.” Evan sounded sleepy but matter-of-fact. He stretched, shifting in Jeremy’s arms. “I think I need to go shower,” he admitted, sitting up, and his eyes widened. “Whoa. You weren’t kidding when you said things got messy.”
Jeremy shot him a crooked grin. Evan’s hair stuck up on one side, and he looked sleepy and a little annoyed. But mostly, so sweet Jeremy would swear Evan would taste like sugar if he licked him. He was going to test the theory in the shower.
“Sure, let’s go shower.” Jeremy sat up with a groan and carefully swung his legs over the edge of the bed before he stood. All things considered, his leg had held up remarkably well, but Jeremy wasn’t about to tempt fate and put himself out of commission for a while. Not when he had a whole list of things he wanted to try with Evan. He’d even take a muscle relaxer before bed, just to be sure.
As Evan walked toward the bathroom—his round little ass clenched tight—Jeremy had to fight to keep from laughing. Jeremy followed him a little more slowly, wincing at the tug of dried come pulling at the hairs below his navel. He always managed to forget the little annoyances after sex. Of course, he’d put up with any number of them to be with Evan.
He felt dizzy and stupid over the guy, and he never wanted the feeling to stop.
Evan flipped on the shower and got inside, making a face as he unclenched. Jeremy followed him, watching with interest as come slid down Evan’s inner thigh, mingling with the water.
“What do you think about switching it up next time?” he offered. “You could fuck me.”
“You’d want me to?” Evan’s eyes widened, and there was no disguising the surprise in his voice.
“I’ve been known to enjoy it,” Jeremy admitted with a grin. “With the right person.”
“I’m the right person?” Evan asked.
“You are, kid.” He wrapped his arms around Evan’s waist and was struck by the thought that he’d pictured a scene exactly like this the first time he’d kissed Evan. “Now come here, I want to kiss you.”
And he never wanted to let go.