They lay arms locked together on the carpet for a minute. Outside, Beverly Hills was still doing its thing. Noah’s hand was in Piper’s hair.
“Still think this is a bad idea?”
Piper closed his eyes. Rug burns on his shoulder blades. His used hole felt raw and sticky. His thighs were shaking.
“Fuck. Yes.”
Noah kissed Piper passionately. “Good. Means we are just getting started.”
They both got up and made it to the bed. Noah pulled him down onto cool sheets and the second round started slower, meaner. Noah pinned Piper’s wrists above his head with one hand and worked two fingers back into Piper’s sore, sloppy hole, watching Piper’s face the whole time. The cum from the first round was still inside him. Noah was using it as lube.
Piper felt the exact moment Noah’s fingers hit wet.
The song switched toSex Therapyby Robin Thicke.
“You and your sex soundtrack are too much,” Piper laughed.
Joan! Who the hell is this guy? Funny. Beautiful. Talented. Is any of this fucking real? Piper's mind raced as he stared into Noah’s eyes.
“Fuck, Ashton.”
“Don’t.”
“Don’t what? Don’t say I left it in you? Don’t say you are still full of me? Don’t say you are so loose right now I could push this whole fist in?”
“Maybe it’s too fucking early in whatever this is for a fist. Another round of that monster cock works though?” Piper laughed. He had laughed more tonight than in the last nine years. He was keeping score.
“Say please.”
“Noah.”
“Say it.”
The song changed toXanaduby Olivia Newton John.
“Oh my god, Noah. You are such a fucking weirdo.Xanadu? On your sex playlist?” Piper laughed again.
“I wanted to make you laugh,” Noah said. “I love when you laugh.”
“Please get back inside me, Noah. Take me to fuckingXanaduwith your cock.”
Noah pushed in. This time slower, deliberate, hips rolling in a rhythm that was not trying to get anywhere and therefore got somewhere Piper had never been. Noah held his wrists down. Eyes locked on his.
The filthy sound of Noah fucking his already used hole filled the room.
Piper came again with Noah still buried inside him, every muscle clenching, his own cock spilling untouched between their stomachs. Noah came a minute later, pushed deep and stayed there, his mouth against Piper’s temple, a second load on top of the first.
Round three belonged to Piper. He climbed on top while Noah was still catching his breath, took Noah’s softening cock into his mouth and sucked him until Noah was cursing and full again, then sank down onto him in one smooth greedy slide. The squelch as he took Noah back inside him was the filthiest sound the room had heard that night and it had heard many.
“Fuck,” Noah breathed.
They collapsed. Both of them wrecked. Sweat slick, marked, cum streaming from Piper’s hole down the inside of his thigh, pooling wet on the sheet beneath his hip. The bed smelled like sweat and sex and the clean musk of two men who had just fucked like it were their last day on earth.
Noah traced a thumb along Piper’s lips. “You scared?”
“Terrified.”
Noah smiled, small and real. “Good. Me too.”
