Chapter 15
Seth was stomping along beside Frankie, an evil expression on his face. He’d finally made it! One whole month without sex! Now he could shove it in that rat bag motherfucker Jordan’s face, after which he could fuck the actor as hard as possible and be done with him once and for all. His lips lifted in a silent snarl, and his eyes gleamed with a combination of triumph, lust, and just plain weariness( he hadn’t slept at all last night; he’d paced the farmhouse instead, like a sexually-charged ghost) as Frankie threw him a wary sideways glance. “You all right, Seth?” he asked anxiously.
“I’m fine,” Seth replied flatly.
Frankie looked disbelieving, but Seth didn’t care. All he cared about was rubbing the fact that he’d won the bet into Jordan’s handsome face. They arrived at the door of the student lounge where Frankie and Jordan liked to hang out between classes, and there was the smirking bastard sitting at a table drinking a cup of coffee and reading a book. Seth’s lip lifted in a silent snarl, and he strode across the room. He slammed his hands down on the tabletop, making Jordan glance up nonchalantly. “I won the bet,” Seth growled in a low, savage voice.
“Oh?” Jordan lifted a single brow. “Has it been a month already?”
Seth’s lips pulled back from his teeth in a furious grimace. “You damn well bet it’s been a month, you son-of-a-bitch! And I did it! So screw you, Jordan! You’d better be ready to pay up your end of the bet!”
Jordan set his coffee cup down on the table as Frankie looked from one to the other worriedly. “Of course I’m ready to pay up,” Jordan replied calmly. “Although I never thought you could do it, since you have I’ll keep up my end of the bargain. But I don’t think that this is the best place for it,” he added dryly, glancing around the students lounge.
Seth glowered at him. “Don’t think you get to put this off,” he said in a dangerous tone of voice. “With bullshit about your classes or whatever. Because if you try, I’ll drag you out of here by your balls,” he hissed menacingly.
Jordan’s lips quirked as Frankie said: “Seth, come on now…”
“You keep out of this, Frankie!” Seth spat. “Which will it be, Jordan? Do you come willingly, or do I drag you out of here?”
“I’ll come peacefully, Seth. You don’t need to get violent,” Jordan told him phlegmatically, rising to his feet. “Frankie? Will you take notes for me in our class this afternoon?”
“Sure,” Frankie said weakly. “But Jordan…”
Jordan held up a hand. “I promised to have sex with Seth if he went a whole month without it, Frankie. I have to pay my debts. Come on, Seth,” he walked away, leaving poor Frankie standing by the table looking anxious as Seth followed on his heels like an angry pit bull.
“Well, this is my place. Kind of small, but it will do,” Jordan said as he led Seth into his apartment twenty minutes later.
“Yes, it will,” Seth agreed. “Now take your clothes off.”
Jordan tssked lightly as he turned to face Seth. “Don’t be so impatient,” he chided.
Seth glared at him. “You go for a month without sex and see how impatient YOU get!” he spat.
“I’ve gone far longer without it voluntarily, but that’s neither here nor there,” Jordan replied coolly. “Let’s try something simple first, like kissing,” he added as he stepped toward Seth. “You do know how to kiss, don’t you, Seth?”
“Let me show you,” Seth growled, then he took Jordan’s mouth in a savage, eating kiss. Jordan opened his mouth readily to Seth’s questing tongue, and wrapped his arms around Seth’s neck, burying his fingers in the black curls. Their mouths dueled, and both were panting by the time that they came up for air.
Jordan licked his lips contemplatively. “Not bad at all,” he husked.
Seth glared at him. “I’m the best you’ll ever have,” he snarled.
Jordan looked amused. “Are you? I don’t know…I’ve had some pretty good men before this.”
Seth stepped toward him. “Let me show you how good I am,” he growled, reaching out.
But Jordan deftly evaded his outstretched hands. “No, I think that I’ll show YOU how good I am, Seth,” he said wickedly, just before he punched Seth briskly on the jaw.
He ended up sprawled on the floor. Before he could recover enough to demand to know what was going on, Jordan was on top of him. He grasped Seth’s wrists and pulled them up over his head. “Hey!” he yelled, getting his breath back. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
Jordan smiled in a sultry manner down at him, his knees straddling Seth’s neck. “I said I’d have sex with you if you could go without for a month,” he told Seth. “I never said that I’d let you be in charge.”
Seth’s brows snapped down, and he began to writhe. “Let me go!” he yelled.
“No,” Jordan replied calmly. “Not just yet.” his hands began to do something with Seth’s wrists, as he struggled and squirmed furiously. Much to his outrage, when Jordan drew back his hands were bound at the wrist with some thick velvet cords. “You won’t be able to get out of those,” Jordan told him. “They were specially created for sex play, so they won’t hurt the person being bound but it’s also almost impossible to get out of them unless the person who tied you up lets you out. I bought them a few days ago, when I realized that you were actually going to be able to win the bet.”
Seth’s stare was now white-hot and ugly. “I’m going to fucking kill you,” he said in a cold, hard voice.
Jordan laughed. “No, you won’t,” he replied, getting off of Seth’s body. “I never said that I wouldn’t go through with my part of the bet - but I’m simply going to be the one in charge. And you’ll love everything I do to you, Seth, I promise.”
“Fuck you,” Seth snarled.
Jordan chuckled. “You have a limited vocabulary, I see,” he remarked.
Seth sent a stream of obscenities his way, which only stopped when Jordan knelt down next to him and slid his shirt up to his chest. The actor made a sound of appreciation as he studied the sculpted muscles of Seth’s chest and torso. “Magnificent,” he murmured, just before he bent down and lapped at Seth’s right nipple with his tongue.
“Aww, shit,” Seth hissed, stilling in his futile struggles.
Jordan nibbled lightly at the rucked peak, using just a bit of teeth. Seth groaned and arched his back up off the floor. “I told you you’d enjoy everything I did to you,” Jordan said, just before he attacked Seth’s other nipple and lavished it with just as much attention.
“Fuucckkk,” Seth whimpered, as Jordan’s devastating attack went on and on. The actor had discovered one of his sensitive spots; as sexually deprived as he’d been for the last month, Seth felt like he was going to come just from having his nipples sucked and bitten.
“In time,” Jordan murmured against his skin. “Don’t worry, Seth.”
He might have said something nasty, but his attention was diverted again when Jordan began to kiss his way down his chest and stomach. A tongue impudently darted into his belly button, then continued downward until it reached the waistband of his jeans. Fingers joined it, pushing under the denim. “Do you want me to take these off, Seth?” Jordan asked him.
“Yes, fuck, yes!” he nearly screamed, lifting his hips.
“Beg,” Jordan replied, laughing.
“No,” he growled.
“Okay, don’t beg. I’ll just sit here and wait,” Jordan sat back on his heels, still smiling. “I have all day,” he went on idly.
Seth wanted to scream and kill the bastard. But if he did that, he wouldn’t get laid. And he NEEDED to get laid! He ground his teeth together, but finally hissed through the clench: “Please take my jeans off, you pigfucker.”
Jordan grinned. “I think that might be an apropos label in this case,” he remarked, his eyes twinkling.
It took Seth a moment to figure out what he’d said, and fury burned in his eyes. But before he could tell Jordan just what he thought of him, the actor reached out and undid the snap at the front of his jeans. His breath left him as the zipper was pulled down slowly, Jordan watching his face the entire time. Then he parted the front, tssking when he saw that Seth wasn’t wearing any underwear. “Naughty boy,” he murmured as Seth’s rigid cock swelled into the opening eagerly.
Seth groaned as Jordan’s fingers coaxed his cock out into the open air, then it was being encased in hot, wet velvet as Jordan bent over and engulfed Seth’s dick in his mouth. He bucked upward, gasping, as the pleasure of the first blow job he’d gotten in a month raced through him. “ugh,” he moaned as Jordan’s tongue traced a path down the shaft, caressing him expertly.
He cried out in frustration when Jordan drew away just before he was about to come, and the actor’s fingers closed over him tightly enough to retard his orgasm. “God damn you!” he squalled in rage. “You motherfucker! I really will kill you!”
Jordan laughed, still holding onto the twitching cock that was only slowly subsiding a little. “I doubt you’ll have the strength to kill me, after I finally let you come, Seth,” he replied evilly.
Seth wanted to howl in fury. Jordan let go of him, and began to tug his jeans down off of his legs instead. Without any stimulation on his poor, suffering dick, Seth couldn’t come. He glared at Jordan’s bent head as the actor finally managed to get his jeans off of him. He was going to kill this bastard, oh, yes. And he was going to make it a long, painful death, too.
Jordan moved back up on his knees and grabbed a hold of Seth’s body. He flipped him over, while Seth called him every name he could think of. His bound hands were stretched out over his head, and Jordan pulled him half up on his knees. He felt hands caressing his ass cheeks almost tenderly, then fingertips pinched at the skin hard. He yelped and jumped, then did it again as a hand crashed down on his ass. “Fuck!” he screamed. “Stop!”
Jordan paid him no attention, giving him half a dozen more brisk slaps. It hurt at first, stinging and burning. But after a short time it also started to feel rather good. This confused Seth. Then he was further confused when fingers parted the cheeks, and a warm slick tongue slid over his twitching asshole. He writhed on the floor, making all kinds of noises, as Jordan’s tongue did the most devastating things to him imaginable. His fingers scrabbled at the wooden floor, leaving scratches in it. He felt like he might come again, just from having Jordan lick his ass. That horrible, wonderful tongue slid into him, wriggling in a way that thoroughly blew his mind. He panted, he moaned desperately, he would have pleaded if he’d had the breath…
A finger joined the tongue. “I’m going to fuck you right into the floor, Seth,” Jordan growled softly, his voice full of lust.
He snarled furiously: “I didn’t say…that you could…fuck me!”
Jordan’s voice was full of amusement. “You also didn’t say that I couldn’t, Seth,” he pointed out as his finger probed the tight confines of Seth’s asshole. “You never specified, remember?”
He hadn’t because he’d been sure that HE’D be the one fucking Jordan, not the other way around. Disgruntled, furious, but also raging with lust, Seth felt like he might explode at any moment. “I hate you,” he rasped.
“I know you think you do. But I think you’re getting something else confused with hate,” the actor remarked. But since he now had two fingers probing Seth’s insides, he couldn’t think well enough to try to figure out what Jordan was talking about.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Seth?” Jordan asked, twisting his fingers inside of Seth to make him moan. “If not, we could stop right now.”
Oh, God, no! If they stopped, he’d die! He had to come, he just had to! “Fuck me, you motherfucker,” he ground out furiously.
A soft laugh. “Your wish is my command, Seth,” Jordan said tauntingly. He yanked his fingers free, then moved away for a moment.
Seth managed to somehow turn his head, seeing that Jordan had opened his tan slacks and had pulled out his cock, and was now rolling a condom down its rather impressive length. Somehow, the fact that he wasn’t going to take any of his clothes off excited Seth even more. He lifted his ass when Jordan slid in behind him, now wanting to be fucked. He’d always been a switch-hitter, after all; he’d take it any way he could get it. He felt pressure against his asshole, then he gasped as Jordan’s cock slid into him. It drove into him in one long push, taking his breath away entirely. He panted, his head hanging, as Jordan paused to let him adjust. Hands caressed his hips.
“Slow and easy, or fast and hard, Seth?” he heard Jordan asked. “How do you want it?”
“As hard and fast as possible, motherfucker!” he snarled. “Do me now!”
Jordan laughed, but Seth didn’t care because just then the actor began to give him what he wanted. He thrust into Seth so hard it drove the breath out of him on every inward push, and he only managed small sounds as he was plowed mercilessly from behind. Fuck, this was what he wanted! What he needed! And it was so…damn….GOOD!!
He cried out as a hard hand smacked his ass again. Jordan lunged into him at the same time, and Seth’s sight started to waver. Maybe he was going to die, but who the hell cared? Best way to die ever! Never stopping the relentless movement of his hips, Jordan said: “Do you want to come, Seth?”
“yes,” he gasped in a tiny voice, not able to speak more loudly from his lack of breath.
“What’s the magic word?” Jordan asked, driving into him.
Was he serious? Apparently he was. Seth gritted his teeth and managed to speak the one word that would get him what he needed so desperately: “Please…oh, please.”
“Fine,” Jordan remarked then he bent over Seth and his hand slid around to find Seth’s straining, nearly purple cock. His fingers closed over it tightly, then stroked upward in one harsh movement. Seth screamed shrilly, his body convulsing as he began to spray the wooden floor under him with semen. He jerked and writhed and shook, lost in a pleasure so endless and enormous that it seemed like it would never end. Even when he couldn’t come anymore, he was still lost in the throes of the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced in his entire life.
Seth fell face forward onto the floor, out cold. Jordan moved with him, laying a hand on Seth’s back to make sure he was still breathing. Reassured, he began to thrust in a leisurely fashion into Seth’s still body, enjoying the weak convulsions around his dick as the aftershocks of Seth’s orgasm continued. His eyes went lidded as he came to his own end, and he moaned in a low voice as he shot inside of Seth’s tight body in a rush.
Jordan took his time pulling out of Seth and rolling him to the side on the floor. He moved languidly, his whole body still thrumming from his orgasm. Watching Seth come so violently after a month’s abstinence had been the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He sat down and reached out to caress Seth’s dark curls with his fingers. Those magnetic eyes opened at his touch, and Seth stared up at him with a glazed expression on his face. “Wha…?” he croaked.
“You passed out. I told you you wouldn’t have the energy left to kill me,” Jordan told him, smiling.
“God. That was…” Seth said, blinking as his brain tried to reengage.
“I’ll bet it was. It looked pretty intense from the outside,” Jordan remarked. “So we’ve had sex, Seth. I held up my end of the bet. You can walk away now.”
“I don’t think I can walk right now,” Seth said wryly. He looked up at Jordan, his stare intense. “Did you just want to humiliate me? Is that why you made that bet, then tied me up like that?”
“No,” Jordan replied, sobering. “I don’t want to humiliate you, Seth. Honestly, I find you very attractive. But I won’t date a man who can’t keep it in his pants and be faithful to me. I wanted to test you, actually, to see if you could actually go without sex for a moth.”
“Date?” Seth repeated, astonished. “You want to date me?”
“Yes,” Jordan said with a crooked smile. “I’m not sure why, but I do. So…will you go out with me, Seth? Or do you hate me too much for that?”
Oddly, he found he didn’t hate Jordan at all. His anger had evaporated, along with the rest of his energy, in that intense bout of sex. “I don’t think…” he began, feeling a streak of vindictive pleasure when Jordan’s face fell a little at his words, “That I have any choice,” he added, putting him out of his misery, “But to go out with you. None of the other guys I’ve hooked up with has ever fucked me like that. I think you’ve ruined me for anybody else.”
Jordan grinned whitely, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction and triumph. “That’s good. I’ll be happy to ruin you as many times as you like, Seth, from now on.”
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Seth was stomping along beside Frankie, an evil expression on his face. He’d finally made it! One whole month without sex! Now he could shove it in that rat bag motherfucker Jordan’s face, after which he could fuck the actor as hard as possible and be done with him once and for all. His lips lifted in a silent snarl, and his eyes gleamed with a combination of triumph, lust, and just plain weariness( he hadn’t slept at all last night; he’d paced the farmhouse instead, like a sexually-charged ghost) as Frankie threw him a wary sideways glance. “You all right, Seth?” he asked anxiously.
“I’m fine,” Seth replied flatly.
Frankie looked disbelieving, but Seth didn’t care. All he cared about was rubbing the fact that he’d won the bet into Jordan’s handsome face. They arrived at the door of the student lounge where Frankie and Jordan liked to hang out between classes, and there was the smirking bastard sitting at a table drinking a cup of coffee and reading a book. Seth’s lip lifted in a silent snarl, and he strode across the room. He slammed his hands down on the tabletop, making Jordan glance up nonchalantly. “I won the bet,” Seth growled in a low, savage voice.
“Oh?” Jordan lifted a single brow. “Has it been a month already?”
Seth’s lips pulled back from his teeth in a furious grimace. “You damn well bet it’s been a month, you son-of-a-bitch! And I did it! So screw you, Jordan! You’d better be ready to pay up your end of the bet!”
Jordan set his coffee cup down on the table as Frankie looked from one to the other worriedly. “Of course I’m ready to pay up,” Jordan replied calmly. “Although I never thought you could do it, since you have I’ll keep up my end of the bargain. But I don’t think that this is the best place for it,” he added dryly, glancing around the students lounge.
Seth glowered at him. “Don’t think you get to put this off,” he said in a dangerous tone of voice. “With bullshit about your classes or whatever. Because if you try, I’ll drag you out of here by your balls,” he hissed menacingly.
Jordan’s lips quirked as Frankie said: “Seth, come on now…”
“You keep out of this, Frankie!” Seth spat. “Which will it be, Jordan? Do you come willingly, or do I drag you out of here?”
“I’ll come peacefully, Seth. You don’t need to get violent,” Jordan told him phlegmatically, rising to his feet. “Frankie? Will you take notes for me in our class this afternoon?”
“Sure,” Frankie said weakly. “But Jordan…”
Jordan held up a hand. “I promised to have sex with Seth if he went a whole month without it, Frankie. I have to pay my debts. Come on, Seth,” he walked away, leaving poor Frankie standing by the table looking anxious as Seth followed on his heels like an angry pit bull.
“Well, this is my place. Kind of small, but it will do,” Jordan said as he led Seth into his apartment twenty minutes later.
“Yes, it will,” Seth agreed. “Now take your clothes off.”
Jordan tssked lightly as he turned to face Seth. “Don’t be so impatient,” he chided.
Seth glared at him. “You go for a month without sex and see how impatient YOU get!” he spat.
“I’ve gone far longer without it voluntarily, but that’s neither here nor there,” Jordan replied coolly. “Let’s try something simple first, like kissing,” he added as he stepped toward Seth. “You do know how to kiss, don’t you, Seth?”
“Let me show you,” Seth growled, then he took Jordan’s mouth in a savage, eating kiss. Jordan opened his mouth readily to Seth’s questing tongue, and wrapped his arms around Seth’s neck, burying his fingers in the black curls. Their mouths dueled, and both were panting by the time that they came up for air.
Jordan licked his lips contemplatively. “Not bad at all,” he husked.
Seth glared at him. “I’m the best you’ll ever have,” he snarled.
Jordan looked amused. “Are you? I don’t know…I’ve had some pretty good men before this.”
Seth stepped toward him. “Let me show you how good I am,” he growled, reaching out.
But Jordan deftly evaded his outstretched hands. “No, I think that I’ll show YOU how good I am, Seth,” he said wickedly, just before he punched Seth briskly on the jaw.
He ended up sprawled on the floor. Before he could recover enough to demand to know what was going on, Jordan was on top of him. He grasped Seth’s wrists and pulled them up over his head. “Hey!” he yelled, getting his breath back. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
Jordan smiled in a sultry manner down at him, his knees straddling Seth’s neck. “I said I’d have sex with you if you could go without for a month,” he told Seth. “I never said that I’d let you be in charge.”
Seth’s brows snapped down, and he began to writhe. “Let me go!” he yelled.
“No,” Jordan replied calmly. “Not just yet.” his hands began to do something with Seth’s wrists, as he struggled and squirmed furiously. Much to his outrage, when Jordan drew back his hands were bound at the wrist with some thick velvet cords. “You won’t be able to get out of those,” Jordan told him. “They were specially created for sex play, so they won’t hurt the person being bound but it’s also almost impossible to get out of them unless the person who tied you up lets you out. I bought them a few days ago, when I realized that you were actually going to be able to win the bet.”
Seth’s stare was now white-hot and ugly. “I’m going to fucking kill you,” he said in a cold, hard voice.
Jordan laughed. “No, you won’t,” he replied, getting off of Seth’s body. “I never said that I wouldn’t go through with my part of the bet - but I’m simply going to be the one in charge. And you’ll love everything I do to you, Seth, I promise.”
“Fuck you,” Seth snarled.
Jordan chuckled. “You have a limited vocabulary, I see,” he remarked.
Seth sent a stream of obscenities his way, which only stopped when Jordan knelt down next to him and slid his shirt up to his chest. The actor made a sound of appreciation as he studied the sculpted muscles of Seth’s chest and torso. “Magnificent,” he murmured, just before he bent down and lapped at Seth’s right nipple with his tongue.
“Aww, shit,” Seth hissed, stilling in his futile struggles.
Jordan nibbled lightly at the rucked peak, using just a bit of teeth. Seth groaned and arched his back up off the floor. “I told you you’d enjoy everything I did to you,” Jordan said, just before he attacked Seth’s other nipple and lavished it with just as much attention.
“Fuucckkk,” Seth whimpered, as Jordan’s devastating attack went on and on. The actor had discovered one of his sensitive spots; as sexually deprived as he’d been for the last month, Seth felt like he was going to come just from having his nipples sucked and bitten.
“In time,” Jordan murmured against his skin. “Don’t worry, Seth.”
He might have said something nasty, but his attention was diverted again when Jordan began to kiss his way down his chest and stomach. A tongue impudently darted into his belly button, then continued downward until it reached the waistband of his jeans. Fingers joined it, pushing under the denim. “Do you want me to take these off, Seth?” Jordan asked him.
“Yes, fuck, yes!” he nearly screamed, lifting his hips.
“Beg,” Jordan replied, laughing.
“No,” he growled.
“Okay, don’t beg. I’ll just sit here and wait,” Jordan sat back on his heels, still smiling. “I have all day,” he went on idly.
Seth wanted to scream and kill the bastard. But if he did that, he wouldn’t get laid. And he NEEDED to get laid! He ground his teeth together, but finally hissed through the clench: “Please take my jeans off, you pigfucker.”
Jordan grinned. “I think that might be an apropos label in this case,” he remarked, his eyes twinkling.
It took Seth a moment to figure out what he’d said, and fury burned in his eyes. But before he could tell Jordan just what he thought of him, the actor reached out and undid the snap at the front of his jeans. His breath left him as the zipper was pulled down slowly, Jordan watching his face the entire time. Then he parted the front, tssking when he saw that Seth wasn’t wearing any underwear. “Naughty boy,” he murmured as Seth’s rigid cock swelled into the opening eagerly.
Seth groaned as Jordan’s fingers coaxed his cock out into the open air, then it was being encased in hot, wet velvet as Jordan bent over and engulfed Seth’s dick in his mouth. He bucked upward, gasping, as the pleasure of the first blow job he’d gotten in a month raced through him. “ugh,” he moaned as Jordan’s tongue traced a path down the shaft, caressing him expertly.
He cried out in frustration when Jordan drew away just before he was about to come, and the actor’s fingers closed over him tightly enough to retard his orgasm. “God damn you!” he squalled in rage. “You motherfucker! I really will kill you!”
Jordan laughed, still holding onto the twitching cock that was only slowly subsiding a little. “I doubt you’ll have the strength to kill me, after I finally let you come, Seth,” he replied evilly.
Seth wanted to howl in fury. Jordan let go of him, and began to tug his jeans down off of his legs instead. Without any stimulation on his poor, suffering dick, Seth couldn’t come. He glared at Jordan’s bent head as the actor finally managed to get his jeans off of him. He was going to kill this bastard, oh, yes. And he was going to make it a long, painful death, too.
Jordan moved back up on his knees and grabbed a hold of Seth’s body. He flipped him over, while Seth called him every name he could think of. His bound hands were stretched out over his head, and Jordan pulled him half up on his knees. He felt hands caressing his ass cheeks almost tenderly, then fingertips pinched at the skin hard. He yelped and jumped, then did it again as a hand crashed down on his ass. “Fuck!” he screamed. “Stop!”
Jordan paid him no attention, giving him half a dozen more brisk slaps. It hurt at first, stinging and burning. But after a short time it also started to feel rather good. This confused Seth. Then he was further confused when fingers parted the cheeks, and a warm slick tongue slid over his twitching asshole. He writhed on the floor, making all kinds of noises, as Jordan’s tongue did the most devastating things to him imaginable. His fingers scrabbled at the wooden floor, leaving scratches in it. He felt like he might come again, just from having Jordan lick his ass. That horrible, wonderful tongue slid into him, wriggling in a way that thoroughly blew his mind. He panted, he moaned desperately, he would have pleaded if he’d had the breath…
A finger joined the tongue. “I’m going to fuck you right into the floor, Seth,” Jordan growled softly, his voice full of lust.
He snarled furiously: “I didn’t say…that you could…fuck me!”
Jordan’s voice was full of amusement. “You also didn’t say that I couldn’t, Seth,” he pointed out as his finger probed the tight confines of Seth’s asshole. “You never specified, remember?”
He hadn’t because he’d been sure that HE’D be the one fucking Jordan, not the other way around. Disgruntled, furious, but also raging with lust, Seth felt like he might explode at any moment. “I hate you,” he rasped.
“I know you think you do. But I think you’re getting something else confused with hate,” the actor remarked. But since he now had two fingers probing Seth’s insides, he couldn’t think well enough to try to figure out what Jordan was talking about.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Seth?” Jordan asked, twisting his fingers inside of Seth to make him moan. “If not, we could stop right now.”
Oh, God, no! If they stopped, he’d die! He had to come, he just had to! “Fuck me, you motherfucker,” he ground out furiously.
A soft laugh. “Your wish is my command, Seth,” Jordan said tauntingly. He yanked his fingers free, then moved away for a moment.
Seth managed to somehow turn his head, seeing that Jordan had opened his tan slacks and had pulled out his cock, and was now rolling a condom down its rather impressive length. Somehow, the fact that he wasn’t going to take any of his clothes off excited Seth even more. He lifted his ass when Jordan slid in behind him, now wanting to be fucked. He’d always been a switch-hitter, after all; he’d take it any way he could get it. He felt pressure against his asshole, then he gasped as Jordan’s cock slid into him. It drove into him in one long push, taking his breath away entirely. He panted, his head hanging, as Jordan paused to let him adjust. Hands caressed his hips.
“Slow and easy, or fast and hard, Seth?” he heard Jordan asked. “How do you want it?”
“As hard and fast as possible, motherfucker!” he snarled. “Do me now!”
Jordan laughed, but Seth didn’t care because just then the actor began to give him what he wanted. He thrust into Seth so hard it drove the breath out of him on every inward push, and he only managed small sounds as he was plowed mercilessly from behind. Fuck, this was what he wanted! What he needed! And it was so…damn….GOOD!!
He cried out as a hard hand smacked his ass again. Jordan lunged into him at the same time, and Seth’s sight started to waver. Maybe he was going to die, but who the hell cared? Best way to die ever! Never stopping the relentless movement of his hips, Jordan said: “Do you want to come, Seth?”
“yes,” he gasped in a tiny voice, not able to speak more loudly from his lack of breath.
“What’s the magic word?” Jordan asked, driving into him.
Was he serious? Apparently he was. Seth gritted his teeth and managed to speak the one word that would get him what he needed so desperately: “Please…oh, please.”
“Fine,” Jordan remarked then he bent over Seth and his hand slid around to find Seth’s straining, nearly purple cock. His fingers closed over it tightly, then stroked upward in one harsh movement. Seth screamed shrilly, his body convulsing as he began to spray the wooden floor under him with semen. He jerked and writhed and shook, lost in a pleasure so endless and enormous that it seemed like it would never end. Even when he couldn’t come anymore, he was still lost in the throes of the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced in his entire life.
Seth fell face forward onto the floor, out cold. Jordan moved with him, laying a hand on Seth’s back to make sure he was still breathing. Reassured, he began to thrust in a leisurely fashion into Seth’s still body, enjoying the weak convulsions around his dick as the aftershocks of Seth’s orgasm continued. His eyes went lidded as he came to his own end, and he moaned in a low voice as he shot inside of Seth’s tight body in a rush.
Jordan took his time pulling out of Seth and rolling him to the side on the floor. He moved languidly, his whole body still thrumming from his orgasm. Watching Seth come so violently after a month’s abstinence had been the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He sat down and reached out to caress Seth’s dark curls with his fingers. Those magnetic eyes opened at his touch, and Seth stared up at him with a glazed expression on his face. “Wha…?” he croaked.
“You passed out. I told you you wouldn’t have the energy left to kill me,” Jordan told him, smiling.
“God. That was…” Seth said, blinking as his brain tried to reengage.
“I’ll bet it was. It looked pretty intense from the outside,” Jordan remarked. “So we’ve had sex, Seth. I held up my end of the bet. You can walk away now.”
“I don’t think I can walk right now,” Seth said wryly. He looked up at Jordan, his stare intense. “Did you just want to humiliate me? Is that why you made that bet, then tied me up like that?”
“No,” Jordan replied, sobering. “I don’t want to humiliate you, Seth. Honestly, I find you very attractive. But I won’t date a man who can’t keep it in his pants and be faithful to me. I wanted to test you, actually, to see if you could actually go without sex for a moth.”
“Date?” Seth repeated, astonished. “You want to date me?”
“Yes,” Jordan said with a crooked smile. “I’m not sure why, but I do. So…will you go out with me, Seth? Or do you hate me too much for that?”
Oddly, he found he didn’t hate Jordan at all. His anger had evaporated, along with the rest of his energy, in that intense bout of sex. “I don’t think…” he began, feeling a streak of vindictive pleasure when Jordan’s face fell a little at his words, “That I have any choice,” he added, putting him out of his misery, “But to go out with you. None of the other guys I’ve hooked up with has ever fucked me like that. I think you’ve ruined me for anybody else.”
Jordan grinned whitely, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction and triumph. “That’s good. I’ll be happy to ruin you as many times as you like, Seth, from now on.”
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