Chapter 9
“Hey, Jeremiah, are you okay?” He heard Bailey’s concerned voice ask nearby.
He started, and almost dropped the serving fork he was using to spear the tender chicken cutlets out of the glass pan and put them on a serving dish. “Don’t sneak up on me!” he barked, whirling to glare at Bailey, who was standing in the archway that led into the living room.
The lawyer held up his hands palcatingly. “Sorry, sorry. I was just…you seem kind of tense tonight. Is something wrong?” he asked, his eyes scanning Jeremiah’s face intently.
He sighed, feeling the muscles in his shoulders going tense as boards. “Not exactly,” he replied stiffly. “I was merely thinking…that I would ask you to…spend the night with me tonight,” he began.
Bailey’s eyes lit up, and a big grin spread across his face. “Really?!” he asked eagerly. “Are you sure?”
His excitement and happiness made the muscles in Jeremiah’s shoulders unknot. He nodded. Bailey let out a whoop and skimmed across the kitchen to throw himself into the librarian’s arms. Jeremiah stood up under this eager onslaught, and his tongue met Bailey’s as the lawyer kissed him with verve and intensity. “Man, I was worried it might take me weeks or months to get you to this point,” Bailey said softly when their mouths finally parted. “I wasn’t sure that I was going to make it if I had to wait too long.”
Jeremiah sighed. “I find that I can’t wait anymore, either,” he confessed. “It’s been so very long for me…I thought that I’d be able to go on as I have for so long, but that now seems impossible…”
“That’s because you’ve got a hot guy who REALLY wants to jump your bones hanging around your house every night,” Bailey pointed out with a twinkle in his lively brown eyes. “Circumstances have changed, you know?”
Jeremiah had to concede that he was right. “Then you’ll stay the night?” he asked quietly.
Bailey laughed like a loon, draping his arms around Jeremiah’s neck. “You couldn’t get me out of here with a backhoe!” He declared. “Not when I’ve finally got that sexy guy from the library RIGHT where I want him!”
Jeremiah rolled his eyes, but Bailey only laughed at him and bussed him on the mouth. “Let’s eat,” he remarked. “We’ll need all of the energy and carbs we can get, later on.”
The dinner was pleasant, but Jeremiah couldn’t help but notice that they both ate rather quickly. Bailey’s hungry eyes rested on his face nearly the entire time, and so worked him up that he didn’t take the time to really savor the meal like he usually did. And Bailey kept licking his lips, a sight that made the muscles in his abdomen tighten and parts lower down become decidedly unruly…
Finally, they were done. Bailey helped him clear the table at light speed, and they only rinsed the dishes and stacked them in the sink for now. Jeremiah, far too aware of the man standing next to him at the sink, didn’t care that they weren’t getting washed. When the last spoon had been set in the sink with the rest, Bailey tugged at his jacket. “Take me to your room and have your way with me, you sexy thing,” he growled darkly.
Jeremiah gulped but obeyed this command. He led the way to his bedroom, where Bailey had already been once before at the beginning of the week. He stepped through the door, and when he turned around Bailey swooped on him like a stooping hawk. His mouth found Jeremiah’s, and they kissed hungrily as Bailey’s hands slid up under his jacket and wormed their way between the buttons of his shirt.
His own hands glided down Bailey’s back and found his ass. Jeremiah gripped it through the fabric of the lawyer’s pants, his fingers squeezing, Bailey moaned into his mouth, sucking at Jeremiah’s tongue. Their bodies rubbed together sensually. Suddenly Bailey pulled away, but before Jeremiah could protest slender fingers pushed his jacket off of him impatiently and began on the buttons at the front of his shirt. “Need you naked, NOW,” he snarled, his eyes blazing with lust.
Jeremiah’s breath heaved in and out of his chest as he was ruthlessly stripped of his shirt, then Bailey’s fingers found the front of his pants and quickly got them unsnapped, unzipped, and yanked down off of his hips.
The lawyer sank to his knees in front of him, and blew hot breath on the bulge in the front of his briefs. He groaned, his hips moving, as Bailey’s hot eyes rolled up to meet his. He was still looking at Jeremiah when he leaned forward and began to mouth at the fabric, outlining the heavy cock under the fabric with his wet lips.
Jeremiah’s knees felt like they might buckle out from under him. His cock jumped, eager to be free of the briefs. Bailey’s slim fingers pulled down the waistband and let it out into the open air. He made an eager sound as he looked at it, and wrapped his fingers around it. “Nice, so nice,” he crooned. “What a beauty.”
Before he could say anything, Bailey wrapped his lips around the cock and sank down. Jeremiah groaned, his hands finding the back of the curly head and holding on tight as Bailey’s head began to bob. Oh, that felt so good! It’d been so very long since anything but his own fingers had been on his penis. He shuddered, heaving, as Bailey’s expert sucking began to push him toward the edge. He tried, blindly, to pull Bailey’s head away - he didn’t want to come so soon - but the lawyer ignored him. If anything, he increased the suction. Jeremiah couldn’t hold out. He cried out, his head going back, as he shot into Bailey’s welcoming mouth in a long, hot burst.
Bailey licked at his lips as he sat back on his heels, looking smugly pleased with himself. “Why did you…do that?” Jeremiah gasped.
Bailey grinned. “Because I wanted to. It just looked so tasty…besides, how long’s it been since you were with someone? I know you’d be all backed up. I’m not worried that you’ll be able to get it back up again pretty quickly,” he lightly stroked Jeremiah’s deflating cock, and even the touch of his fingers made it stir a little bit. “See? You’ll be back in business in no time. And while we wait…” he rose to his feet, and reached for his suit jacket. “I’ll give you a little show to help you along,” he purred, slowly pulling it off of his shoulders. His hot eyes rested on Jeremiah’s face as he draped the jacket over a chair near the bed, then began to pull his tie loose. Oh, so slowly, oh, so sensually, he began to take off his shirt. Jeremiah found that he couldn’t look away. His breathing picked up, and his sated body began to perk up and be interested once again. Especially when Bailey’s shirt was open down the front, and he saw pale skin flowing over light muscles, a gorgeous sight. Amber curls ringed a pair of pink nipples that just begged for his mouth and fingers.
Bailey’s hips rocked a little, in a sexy dance, as his fingers found the front of his pants. His pink lips opened, and his eyes were lidded. Jeremiah watched as his slim fingers pulled down the zipper at the front of the pants, then slowly began to push the pants off of his narrow hips. He managed to push his boxers down at the same time, revealing amber curls clustered around a long, slightly-curved cock that jutted up at his groin. Jeremiah stared at it, wanting to touch it, to lick it like a popsicle, to fist it to completion. Bailey stepped out of his pants and boxers, and swiveled slowly to show off a tight ass covered in pale skin. “What do you think, Jeremiah?” He asked over his shoulder, “Do you like what you see?”
Oh, yes, he did. He stepped forward, reaching out, and Bailey waited for him. His hands found that tight ass, palmed it, squeezed it, gripped it. Bailey gasped and thrust it out for him. He whirled Bailey around so that he could run his hands over that lovely chest, tweak those pink nipples, glide down the trembling tummy and grip the jutting, eager cock. Bailey moaned and pushed into his touch. It had been so long that he’d almost forgotten what it felt like to hold a cock other than his own. He ran his fingers down the shaft, learning it. Bailey made encouraging noises, rocking into his hand.
“I need to touch you, too,” Bailey gasped, then his hands were sliding over Jeremiah’s chest and belly, caressing and stroking. They kissed, their hands still exploring each others’ bodies. Bailey crowded close and pushed his cock up against Jeremiah’s reviving penis, and he rubbed them together as his mouth ate at Jeremiah’s fiercely. His hands settled on the librarian’s hips to hold them up against each other at the groin.
He had no idea how long they rocked and rubbed, or how long they kissed. But he was definitely panting and out-of-breath when Bailey pulled away. He was smiling wickedly. “I love this,” he said softly, “But I want more. I want you to fuck me, Jeremiah. Long and hard.”
His cock surged at these words, and Bailey felt his. His smile widened. He turned away at last, and Jeremiah felt rather bereft at the loss of the feel of him. Bailey reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a length of silver foil packets and a small tube of lube. He turned back around and handed these items to a startled Jeremiah. “What?” he asked impishly. “Did you think we were going to do this dry and bareback?”
He hadn’t really thought about it. He felt rather foolish as he took the items. Bailey winked at him. “I always try to come prepared,” he explained.
“Especially since I suspected you wouldn’t think about it. Plus, I couldn’t really see you walking into the local drug store and buying condoms and lube. Can you?”
He looked horrified at the very thought, which made Bailey chuckle. He walked over to the bed and got on all fours on top of it. He looked over his shoulder at Jeremiah. “You’ve gotta get me ready, baby,” he purred. He waggled his ass enticingly at Jeremiah.
He opened the tube of lubrication, and squirted some onto his fingers. Stepping close, he reached out to run his fingertips over the pink ring between Bailey’s buttocks. The lawyer made a small sound and rocked his hips to get more of this sensation. Jeremiah rubbed a bit more, then breeched the ring with one slick finger. Bailey moaned and pressed backward to get more. It was so tight in there, so hot. Jeremiah’s cock surged and hardened fully. He burrowed inward, curling his finger a little, and Bailey made sounds of pleasure that were driving him a little mad.
“That feels so good!” Bailey moaned. “More, more!”
Jeremiah drew in a shuddering breath and pushed in even deeper. Bailey cried out and arched his back as he found the small, hard nub of the lawyer’s prostate gland and rubbed over it. Bailey was rocking and gasping, clearly loving every moment of this. Jeremiah felt safe in pulling out a little then adding another finger, because Bailey clearly wasn’t uncomfortable at all. He pushed them in and out, opening Bailey’s body up for him.
His free hand stroked one of Bailey’s buttocks.
Bailey whined and pushed backwards desperately. “Jeremiah, please, please fuck me!” he begged.
This was a plea that he couldn’t ignore, especially now that his cock was as hard as a rock again. He pulled his fingers free and began to fumble with the condom packet, cursing under his breath. But slim fingers took it from him, and Bailey(who had turned around and was now sitting up in front of him) smiled at him sensually. “Let me do it, baby,” he growled softly.
His fingers made quick work of the wrapper, and Jeremiah grunted as those same fingers began to smooth the condom onto the length of his rampant penis. Bailey smiled wickedly at him as his fingers played down the latex-coated shaft, tweaking at the tip. “Are you ready?” he asked throatily.
“Yes,” Jeremiah managed to croak.
“Goody. Let’s get this show on the road,” Bailey snagged the lube and smeared a generous amount onto the condom, before he pumped the condom-clad cock a few times in his hand. Then he turned back around and presented his beautiful ass to Jeremiah. “Stick that thing in, and let’s get to it!” He said as he wiggled his butt temptingly in front of Jeremiah.
He was only too glad to do so. He grabbed Bailey’s buttocks and spread them with his hands, and the lawyer crooned at him in delight. He positioned the head of his cock at Bailey’s sweet-looking hole, and used one hand to direct it as the other one held Bailey’s ass cheeks apart. He heard a hiss as he began to push inside, but there was little pain in the sound. And indeed, Bailey humped back at him to get more, so Jeremiah too ka chance and thrust forward powerfully. He buried himself up to the hilt in the hottest, tightest ass he’d ever been in(not that he’d been in many, but still…), and he groaned in the back of his throat at the sensation. Bailey cried out in combined pain and pleasure, his back arching. Jeremiah stilled. “Are you all right?” he asked in concern.
“Yesss, just give me a sec,” Bailey panted. “You’re pretty big. But it feels SO damn good! I love having you inside of me, Jeremiah!”
He panted as he waited for Bailey to adjust, which didn’t take long. Soon, the lawyer pushed backward demandingly and growled: “Fuck me, Jeremiah, come on.”
He did so. He grabbed Bailey’s hips and began to thrust and push as hard as he could, and Bailey whimpered and gasped and made little sounds that drove him crazy. He lost his head, pounding into the sweet tightness in front of him on the bed. His mouth hung open as he struggled to breathe, and sweat streamed into his eyes as he stroked into the writhing body under him. Bailey was keening now, thrusting back against Jeremiah and shuddering as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him.
Jeremiah’s lips drew back from his teeth like a wild animal’s. His eyes glazed over as the entire world became the beast with two backs that they were making. Somehow he drove in even harder, and Bailey lost all breath and could only make noiseless mewls in the back of his throat as he was fucked relentlessly. His fingers curled into the bedspread under him in a death grip, and his whole body was tense with rising pleasure. “Uh, uh, uh,” he grunted, as Jeremiah’s hips slapped into his buttocks on every inward lunge.
He was going to come. Jeremiah could fee lit. Blindly he let go of one of Bailey’s hips and fumbled under his belly, remembering that he owed his partner some pleasure, too. He finally found Bailey’s dark-red, juddering cock, and a wild cry was torn from Bailey’s lips as his fingers tightened on it. Jeremiah lunged inward one more time, even as he stroked Bailey’s cock once - and they both cried out in an agony of ecstasy as they began to come together, Bailey’s semen splashing out over the bedspread while Jeremiah’s filled the condom inside of him.
They stilled, panting, and Jeremiah’s head was hanging. His whole body still thrummed with his orgasm. Bailey had half-collapsed onto the bed, limp and wrung out. “Oh, man,” he muttered when he could speak again. “I knew you’d be good, Jeremiah, but that was fabulous!”
Go to Next Chapter
“Hey, Jeremiah, are you okay?” He heard Bailey’s concerned voice ask nearby.
He started, and almost dropped the serving fork he was using to spear the tender chicken cutlets out of the glass pan and put them on a serving dish. “Don’t sneak up on me!” he barked, whirling to glare at Bailey, who was standing in the archway that led into the living room.
The lawyer held up his hands palcatingly. “Sorry, sorry. I was just…you seem kind of tense tonight. Is something wrong?” he asked, his eyes scanning Jeremiah’s face intently.
He sighed, feeling the muscles in his shoulders going tense as boards. “Not exactly,” he replied stiffly. “I was merely thinking…that I would ask you to…spend the night with me tonight,” he began.
Bailey’s eyes lit up, and a big grin spread across his face. “Really?!” he asked eagerly. “Are you sure?”
His excitement and happiness made the muscles in Jeremiah’s shoulders unknot. He nodded. Bailey let out a whoop and skimmed across the kitchen to throw himself into the librarian’s arms. Jeremiah stood up under this eager onslaught, and his tongue met Bailey’s as the lawyer kissed him with verve and intensity. “Man, I was worried it might take me weeks or months to get you to this point,” Bailey said softly when their mouths finally parted. “I wasn’t sure that I was going to make it if I had to wait too long.”
Jeremiah sighed. “I find that I can’t wait anymore, either,” he confessed. “It’s been so very long for me…I thought that I’d be able to go on as I have for so long, but that now seems impossible…”
“That’s because you’ve got a hot guy who REALLY wants to jump your bones hanging around your house every night,” Bailey pointed out with a twinkle in his lively brown eyes. “Circumstances have changed, you know?”
Jeremiah had to concede that he was right. “Then you’ll stay the night?” he asked quietly.
Bailey laughed like a loon, draping his arms around Jeremiah’s neck. “You couldn’t get me out of here with a backhoe!” He declared. “Not when I’ve finally got that sexy guy from the library RIGHT where I want him!”
Jeremiah rolled his eyes, but Bailey only laughed at him and bussed him on the mouth. “Let’s eat,” he remarked. “We’ll need all of the energy and carbs we can get, later on.”
The dinner was pleasant, but Jeremiah couldn’t help but notice that they both ate rather quickly. Bailey’s hungry eyes rested on his face nearly the entire time, and so worked him up that he didn’t take the time to really savor the meal like he usually did. And Bailey kept licking his lips, a sight that made the muscles in his abdomen tighten and parts lower down become decidedly unruly…
Finally, they were done. Bailey helped him clear the table at light speed, and they only rinsed the dishes and stacked them in the sink for now. Jeremiah, far too aware of the man standing next to him at the sink, didn’t care that they weren’t getting washed. When the last spoon had been set in the sink with the rest, Bailey tugged at his jacket. “Take me to your room and have your way with me, you sexy thing,” he growled darkly.
Jeremiah gulped but obeyed this command. He led the way to his bedroom, where Bailey had already been once before at the beginning of the week. He stepped through the door, and when he turned around Bailey swooped on him like a stooping hawk. His mouth found Jeremiah’s, and they kissed hungrily as Bailey’s hands slid up under his jacket and wormed their way between the buttons of his shirt.
His own hands glided down Bailey’s back and found his ass. Jeremiah gripped it through the fabric of the lawyer’s pants, his fingers squeezing, Bailey moaned into his mouth, sucking at Jeremiah’s tongue. Their bodies rubbed together sensually. Suddenly Bailey pulled away, but before Jeremiah could protest slender fingers pushed his jacket off of him impatiently and began on the buttons at the front of his shirt. “Need you naked, NOW,” he snarled, his eyes blazing with lust.
Jeremiah’s breath heaved in and out of his chest as he was ruthlessly stripped of his shirt, then Bailey’s fingers found the front of his pants and quickly got them unsnapped, unzipped, and yanked down off of his hips.
The lawyer sank to his knees in front of him, and blew hot breath on the bulge in the front of his briefs. He groaned, his hips moving, as Bailey’s hot eyes rolled up to meet his. He was still looking at Jeremiah when he leaned forward and began to mouth at the fabric, outlining the heavy cock under the fabric with his wet lips.
Jeremiah’s knees felt like they might buckle out from under him. His cock jumped, eager to be free of the briefs. Bailey’s slim fingers pulled down the waistband and let it out into the open air. He made an eager sound as he looked at it, and wrapped his fingers around it. “Nice, so nice,” he crooned. “What a beauty.”
Before he could say anything, Bailey wrapped his lips around the cock and sank down. Jeremiah groaned, his hands finding the back of the curly head and holding on tight as Bailey’s head began to bob. Oh, that felt so good! It’d been so very long since anything but his own fingers had been on his penis. He shuddered, heaving, as Bailey’s expert sucking began to push him toward the edge. He tried, blindly, to pull Bailey’s head away - he didn’t want to come so soon - but the lawyer ignored him. If anything, he increased the suction. Jeremiah couldn’t hold out. He cried out, his head going back, as he shot into Bailey’s welcoming mouth in a long, hot burst.
Bailey licked at his lips as he sat back on his heels, looking smugly pleased with himself. “Why did you…do that?” Jeremiah gasped.
Bailey grinned. “Because I wanted to. It just looked so tasty…besides, how long’s it been since you were with someone? I know you’d be all backed up. I’m not worried that you’ll be able to get it back up again pretty quickly,” he lightly stroked Jeremiah’s deflating cock, and even the touch of his fingers made it stir a little bit. “See? You’ll be back in business in no time. And while we wait…” he rose to his feet, and reached for his suit jacket. “I’ll give you a little show to help you along,” he purred, slowly pulling it off of his shoulders. His hot eyes rested on Jeremiah’s face as he draped the jacket over a chair near the bed, then began to pull his tie loose. Oh, so slowly, oh, so sensually, he began to take off his shirt. Jeremiah found that he couldn’t look away. His breathing picked up, and his sated body began to perk up and be interested once again. Especially when Bailey’s shirt was open down the front, and he saw pale skin flowing over light muscles, a gorgeous sight. Amber curls ringed a pair of pink nipples that just begged for his mouth and fingers.
Bailey’s hips rocked a little, in a sexy dance, as his fingers found the front of his pants. His pink lips opened, and his eyes were lidded. Jeremiah watched as his slim fingers pulled down the zipper at the front of the pants, then slowly began to push the pants off of his narrow hips. He managed to push his boxers down at the same time, revealing amber curls clustered around a long, slightly-curved cock that jutted up at his groin. Jeremiah stared at it, wanting to touch it, to lick it like a popsicle, to fist it to completion. Bailey stepped out of his pants and boxers, and swiveled slowly to show off a tight ass covered in pale skin. “What do you think, Jeremiah?” He asked over his shoulder, “Do you like what you see?”
Oh, yes, he did. He stepped forward, reaching out, and Bailey waited for him. His hands found that tight ass, palmed it, squeezed it, gripped it. Bailey gasped and thrust it out for him. He whirled Bailey around so that he could run his hands over that lovely chest, tweak those pink nipples, glide down the trembling tummy and grip the jutting, eager cock. Bailey moaned and pushed into his touch. It had been so long that he’d almost forgotten what it felt like to hold a cock other than his own. He ran his fingers down the shaft, learning it. Bailey made encouraging noises, rocking into his hand.
“I need to touch you, too,” Bailey gasped, then his hands were sliding over Jeremiah’s chest and belly, caressing and stroking. They kissed, their hands still exploring each others’ bodies. Bailey crowded close and pushed his cock up against Jeremiah’s reviving penis, and he rubbed them together as his mouth ate at Jeremiah’s fiercely. His hands settled on the librarian’s hips to hold them up against each other at the groin.
He had no idea how long they rocked and rubbed, or how long they kissed. But he was definitely panting and out-of-breath when Bailey pulled away. He was smiling wickedly. “I love this,” he said softly, “But I want more. I want you to fuck me, Jeremiah. Long and hard.”
His cock surged at these words, and Bailey felt his. His smile widened. He turned away at last, and Jeremiah felt rather bereft at the loss of the feel of him. Bailey reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a length of silver foil packets and a small tube of lube. He turned back around and handed these items to a startled Jeremiah. “What?” he asked impishly. “Did you think we were going to do this dry and bareback?”
He hadn’t really thought about it. He felt rather foolish as he took the items. Bailey winked at him. “I always try to come prepared,” he explained.
“Especially since I suspected you wouldn’t think about it. Plus, I couldn’t really see you walking into the local drug store and buying condoms and lube. Can you?”
He looked horrified at the very thought, which made Bailey chuckle. He walked over to the bed and got on all fours on top of it. He looked over his shoulder at Jeremiah. “You’ve gotta get me ready, baby,” he purred. He waggled his ass enticingly at Jeremiah.
He opened the tube of lubrication, and squirted some onto his fingers. Stepping close, he reached out to run his fingertips over the pink ring between Bailey’s buttocks. The lawyer made a small sound and rocked his hips to get more of this sensation. Jeremiah rubbed a bit more, then breeched the ring with one slick finger. Bailey moaned and pressed backward to get more. It was so tight in there, so hot. Jeremiah’s cock surged and hardened fully. He burrowed inward, curling his finger a little, and Bailey made sounds of pleasure that were driving him a little mad.
“That feels so good!” Bailey moaned. “More, more!”
Jeremiah drew in a shuddering breath and pushed in even deeper. Bailey cried out and arched his back as he found the small, hard nub of the lawyer’s prostate gland and rubbed over it. Bailey was rocking and gasping, clearly loving every moment of this. Jeremiah felt safe in pulling out a little then adding another finger, because Bailey clearly wasn’t uncomfortable at all. He pushed them in and out, opening Bailey’s body up for him.
His free hand stroked one of Bailey’s buttocks.
Bailey whined and pushed backwards desperately. “Jeremiah, please, please fuck me!” he begged.
This was a plea that he couldn’t ignore, especially now that his cock was as hard as a rock again. He pulled his fingers free and began to fumble with the condom packet, cursing under his breath. But slim fingers took it from him, and Bailey(who had turned around and was now sitting up in front of him) smiled at him sensually. “Let me do it, baby,” he growled softly.
His fingers made quick work of the wrapper, and Jeremiah grunted as those same fingers began to smooth the condom onto the length of his rampant penis. Bailey smiled wickedly at him as his fingers played down the latex-coated shaft, tweaking at the tip. “Are you ready?” he asked throatily.
“Yes,” Jeremiah managed to croak.
“Goody. Let’s get this show on the road,” Bailey snagged the lube and smeared a generous amount onto the condom, before he pumped the condom-clad cock a few times in his hand. Then he turned back around and presented his beautiful ass to Jeremiah. “Stick that thing in, and let’s get to it!” He said as he wiggled his butt temptingly in front of Jeremiah.
He was only too glad to do so. He grabbed Bailey’s buttocks and spread them with his hands, and the lawyer crooned at him in delight. He positioned the head of his cock at Bailey’s sweet-looking hole, and used one hand to direct it as the other one held Bailey’s ass cheeks apart. He heard a hiss as he began to push inside, but there was little pain in the sound. And indeed, Bailey humped back at him to get more, so Jeremiah too ka chance and thrust forward powerfully. He buried himself up to the hilt in the hottest, tightest ass he’d ever been in(not that he’d been in many, but still…), and he groaned in the back of his throat at the sensation. Bailey cried out in combined pain and pleasure, his back arching. Jeremiah stilled. “Are you all right?” he asked in concern.
“Yesss, just give me a sec,” Bailey panted. “You’re pretty big. But it feels SO damn good! I love having you inside of me, Jeremiah!”
He panted as he waited for Bailey to adjust, which didn’t take long. Soon, the lawyer pushed backward demandingly and growled: “Fuck me, Jeremiah, come on.”
He did so. He grabbed Bailey’s hips and began to thrust and push as hard as he could, and Bailey whimpered and gasped and made little sounds that drove him crazy. He lost his head, pounding into the sweet tightness in front of him on the bed. His mouth hung open as he struggled to breathe, and sweat streamed into his eyes as he stroked into the writhing body under him. Bailey was keening now, thrusting back against Jeremiah and shuddering as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him.
Jeremiah’s lips drew back from his teeth like a wild animal’s. His eyes glazed over as the entire world became the beast with two backs that they were making. Somehow he drove in even harder, and Bailey lost all breath and could only make noiseless mewls in the back of his throat as he was fucked relentlessly. His fingers curled into the bedspread under him in a death grip, and his whole body was tense with rising pleasure. “Uh, uh, uh,” he grunted, as Jeremiah’s hips slapped into his buttocks on every inward lunge.
He was going to come. Jeremiah could fee lit. Blindly he let go of one of Bailey’s hips and fumbled under his belly, remembering that he owed his partner some pleasure, too. He finally found Bailey’s dark-red, juddering cock, and a wild cry was torn from Bailey’s lips as his fingers tightened on it. Jeremiah lunged inward one more time, even as he stroked Bailey’s cock once - and they both cried out in an agony of ecstasy as they began to come together, Bailey’s semen splashing out over the bedspread while Jeremiah’s filled the condom inside of him.
They stilled, panting, and Jeremiah’s head was hanging. His whole body still thrummed with his orgasm. Bailey had half-collapsed onto the bed, limp and wrung out. “Oh, man,” he muttered when he could speak again. “I knew you’d be good, Jeremiah, but that was fabulous!”
Go to Next Chapter