Page 113 of Just Past Two

Silas straddled Matthew’s belly, brushing his cock as he moved over it. Matthew was already slicking his palms with lube, and before Silas was ready, one hot, slick hand wrapped around his cock. Silas gasped, steadying himself with a hand on Matthew’s chest.

Matthew stroked his dick, rubbing the tip on each pass. It felt so good. Silas hadn’t remembered that it felt this good. After a moment, he felt Matthew’s other hand slipping between their bodies, back behind his balls, and a lubed finger pressed at his hole. Silas leaned forward, giving Matthew more room, his breathing quickening as the first finger slipped inside, then the second.

“That’s right.” Matthew’s voice was husky. “You’re so tight. I’m gonna open you up so good.”

Silas gasped, his body lighting up with sensation at the thick press of fingers inside him. He squirmed, wanting to push back, feel it deeper, but he refrained, steadying himself. Matthew was still stroking his cock as the fingers pushed deeper, twisting and pressing, and Silas could feel himself leaking all over Matthew’s hand.

“I love how wet you are.” Matthew drew his tongue back and forth across Silas’s slit, spreading the moisture. As he did so, he pressed a third finger inside, and Silas arched, gasping.

It was nearly too much, but perfect. “Fuck, that’s so good.” Silas had a hard time keeping his eyes open because the sensation overwhelmed him. Impatient for more, he twisted in Matthew’s grip. “Come on. I want you.” He lifted his heavy eyelids and gazed down at his partner, who looked just as far gone as he was. Matthew withdrew his fingers slowly, giving Silas time to adjust, and Silas crawled back to straddle Matthew’s upper thighs and got the condom.

With the latex stretched over his length, Matthew slicked up his cock. He was breathing as hard as Silas. When their eyes met, his were full of lust. “I’ve wanted you so much,” he confessed.

Silas smiled. “Me too.” He got into position, aligning himself right over Matthew’s hips.

Even with the prep, the first burning stretch took Silas’s breath away. He paused, adjusting, before moving down more, feeling the thick length of Matthew’s cock pressing inside him. Fuck, he was big. He felt downright huge like this, splitting Silas open, and still he felt desperate for more, wanting all of it, the entire length. The best part, though, was watching Matthew’s face as he sank down, the way his eyes rolled back and his mouth fell open. When Silas finally pressed all the way down, Matthew groaned like he was ­dying.

“Fuck. Me.” Matthew gasped the words reverently, despite their coarseness. “Damn, you’re so tight. You’re like a vise.”

Silas couldn’t find words, his body all nerve endings firing simultaneously. “You’re so big. Oh my god.” He squeezed around Matthew’s length, making Matthew whimper.

Matthew’s hands went to Silas’s hips, holding him there. “Give me a minute. Shit. You’re so fucking tight.”

Silas was adjusting, too, but after a moment, he wanted to move. He lifted a bit and pressed down again, feeling the thick shaft all the way inside once more, and Matthew swore loudly. Silas looked down, smiling, loving how this position made him feel in control. He could feel himself opening up, ready to take more, so he started to move.

Every stroke hit all the perfect places inside him, jolts of pleasure like sparks. Matthew was twisting and groaning underneath him. “Fuck, man, I can’t—you’re going to kill me, shit.”

“Take it.” Silas put all the command into his voice he could manage with this much pleasure running over him.

Matthew grinned and opened his eyes. “Yeah? Oh yeah?” He gripped Silas’s cock in his fist. “I’m gonna make you come so hard.”

Silas was burning up, ecstasy running through him, ass and cock alike twin sources of sensation. “Not if—not if you come first.” He had trouble getting the words out. He pinched Matthew’s nipples and made the other man buck up, slamming into Silas’s prostate, and a yelp was punched out of him. He squeezed down in response, and Matthew said his name like a prayer.

For all his talk, Silas wasn’t going to last, not like this, split open with his cock being rubbed in hot, fast strokes. He could feel Matthew on the edge, too, his hips moving up in short, jerking thrusts, his grip erratic on Silas’s dick, struggling to multitask and hold off his own pleasure. The orgasm was already rising in Silas, starting at his toes, filling him from the bottom up in growing waves of closer, closer, closer until he broke, crying out and spilling hot and hard over Matthew’s fist. He clenched around Matthew’s cock and felt the other man come, gasping, his free hand gripping Silas’s hip as he thrust weakly a final few times.

They collapsed together in a messy, exhausted heap, and Silas was going to be sore everywhere tomorrow, but in the moment he couldn’t feel anything but satisfied and so, so grateful.

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Afterward, cleaned and sated, they lay curled together in bed. Matthew didn’t usually like to be the little spoon, but with Silas wrapped around his back, he felt warm and safe. Being the little spoon was pretty darn good, actually.

“So you’re here for the whole weekend?” Matthew took Silas’s hand in his where it was draped over his stomach.

Silas made a noise of assent behind him. “I got a hotel room of my own, though, just in case.”

“And you just flew up here on a whim? Just like that?” He still couldn’t believe that his Silas would do such a spontaneous thing. His Silas. He liked the sound of that.

Silas stroked a hand over Matthew’s stomach. “I made the decision last night. I kind of can’t believe it myself, but I didn’t want to wait anymore.” He propped himself up on his elbow, and Matthew rolled onto his back to look up at him. “I was worried you’d think it was too forward.”

“Forward is good, sometimes.” Matthew reached a hand up to tousle Silas’s hair. How far they’d come in such a short amount of time. “So are you ready to explore the wide world of gaming this weekend with me? All the craziness of DiceCon?”

Silas nodded. “I think so. I figure, if I’m going to be with a gamer, I should learn a few things about gaming.”

Matthew smiled. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. “I guess I don’t have to stick to single-player games anymore.”

Silas raised an eyebrow. “Is that a euphemism?”

“Do you want it to be?”