Page 80 of Just Past Two

Somehow, even when taking charge, Silas felt somewhat outside himself, as though he was watching this scene play out from above. They were naked in no time, and Matthew was stretched out on the bed exactly as Silas wanted him, but each touch and kiss that he inflicted on Matthew’s skin affected him almost as much as it affected Matthew. With previous partners, he’d planned out his moves, learning what they liked and taking note on how they liked it. With Matthew, this all felt like instinct. He was touching and kissing and moving without thinking it through, and sliding down to take Matthew’s cock in his mouth felt like the most natural thing in the world.

“Jesus fuck,” Matthew swore, and Silas felt a little thrill knowing he was the cause. He’d never found it actively arousing to give a blow job. Yes, he liked arousing his partners, but the act itself was always pretty one-sided. Not like this, though. Matthew’s noises—and he didn’t hold back with them—each sent a jolt through Silas like a caress, and his own cock was rock hard even with no contact whatsoever. He loved the heavy weight of Matthew’s dick against his tongue and the slight stretch in his jaw. God, he loved all of it. He felt a gentle brush of fingers against the side of his head, Matthew’s hand resting there without pushing or forcing. For a moment, he wished Matthew would grab his hair, which he liked even though he wasn’t sure he should. As if reading his mind, Matthew gave a gentle tug—up, not down, not pushing his mouth farther onto his cock. The action was sudden and tentative, just testing Silas’s reaction. Silas moaned around Matthew’s dick, feeling the pleasure-pain running all through his body.

“Fuck, look at you,” Matthew said breathily, groaning as Silas began to suck harder. He gripped Silas’s hair more tightly. “Is this all right? Do you like this?” He tugged enough that his cock popped out of Silas’s mouth, wet and slick.

“Yes,” Silas said automatically, because this wasn’t just good; it was incredible. He dipped back down onto Matthew’s cock, using his hand to stroke and squeeze the base where his mouth didn’t reach, and Matthew began to tug his hair on each upstroke. He was loving this far too much to stop, and he couldn’t think of anything aside from the addictive feeling of Matthew falling apart under him.

Before long, Matthew’s hips were jerking upward, searching for release. He pulled upward on Silas’s hair, tugging him away. “I’m gonna come,” he groaned.

Silas dipped back down anyway, Matthew’s hand slipping through his hair, and took Matthew’s cock in his mouth once more. He wanted to make him come, just like this. Even though he was ostensibly in control, he felt like he was just as far gone as Matthew, craving the other man’s orgasm as much as his own. With a hoarse groan, Matthew came, emptying himself into Silas’s waiting mouth. Silas swallowed him down and kept sucking, drawing out the last bits of pleasure from his partner, until Matthew’s cock began to soften and gave a hard twitch. Only then did he pull off.

Matthew was lying on his back with his eyes closed, one arm thrown over his head, panting. “Holy shit,” he said, sounding just as breathless as before. “Christ, man, I thought you were going to suck my brains out.” He grinned down at Silas. “Where’d you learn to give a blow job like that?”

Silas shrugged, because he hadn’t had any particular teacher. “I don’t know. I just like doing it.”

“Don’t let that get around, or you’ll never get any peace and quiet.” Matthew beckoned Silas up to the top of the bed, laughing. “Come here, will you?”

Silas went, lying down next to Matthew, who cupped his jaw and kissed him. When he pulled away, his eyes were still filled with lust. “It’s so damn hot to taste myself on that pretty mouth of yours.”

With no response, Silas felt himself blush and managed an awkward shrug. Matthew moved in again to kiss him, methodical and slow, then started working his way down Silas’s body.

Once Silas realized where he was going, he tried to shake his head, but Matthew was taking little bites of his hip bones, and speech was difficult. “You don’t . . . oh, you don’t have to . . .”

“I know.” Matthew kissed the skin there. “But I want to.”

Matthew’s mouth on Silas’s cock was a deep, wet warmth, paralyzingly good, and Silas was back to being helpless to do anything other than grip the sheets and try not to thrust. With his previous arousal already high, this was going to be embarrassingly brief. Pleasure pooling in his gut, he tried to draw back, pulling away, but Matthew lifted off him with a long lick before he could do much other than whimper. He opened his eyes and saw his cock twitching against his belly, forlorn and close to the edge.

“You okay there?” Matthew smiled at him.

Silas nodded. “God, yes. That’s amazing.”

He moaned again when Matthew’s mouth closed back over his dick. Matthew was sucking perfectly, steadily bringing him up to the point of no return, and he couldn’t form words at all. With his hips twitching, he threw his head back and tried to hold off, since this was going to be over in just a few minutes. Matthew was relentless, though. Before long, Silas was trying to form words to warn the other man. “I’m . . . I’m . . . oh, I’m . . .” He couldn’t think of anything else until Matthew pressed his tongue into the sensitive underside of Silas’s dick. “Oh fuck!” he swore, coming all the way down Matthew’s throat. He came forever, moaning and twitching and arching, Matthew continuing to suck and suck until Silas started to soften, his dick painfully sensitive, and only then did Matthew finally release him.

He stared up at the ceiling. Wow. After a few moments, when he had composed himself, he propped himself up onto his elbows, feeling sluggish and lazy and sated. Matthew was sitting up next to him, a devilish expression on his face. “So how was that?”

“Incredible.” Silas flopped right back down on the pillows. Unlike last time, when he’d started to freak out immediately after sex, this time he felt more at peace. Best of all, it was a few minutes before he started to think about work again. Yeah, Matthew might make him lose control, but at least he gave Silas something to think about other than his job. He might be just the kind of harmless distraction Silas needed.

“I love listening to you swear.” Matthew grinned, leaning in to press a kiss to Silas’s neck. “It’s so hot. I love knowing I’m doing that to you.”

Silas felt his face warm again, and it was silly to blush after sex, but it wasn’t like he could control it. “Sometimes it just comes out.”

“Maybe you wouldn’t be so uptight if you swore a little more.” Matthew leaned his head on one hand.

“I’m not uptight.” As soon as he’d said it, Silas paused. “Okay, yes, I’m a little uptight. But it’s normal. I’m under a lot of pressure at work.” He sighed. “Never mind. It’s no use explaining.”

“Hey, would you quit that?” Matthew sat up all the way. “I might make games for a living, but it’s still a serious job.”

“It’s not that your job isn’t serious, but you don’t seem particularly serious about it.” Silas had never seen Matthew stressed out about any of his projects.

“I’m serious, okay?” Matthew’s tone indicated Silas had clearly touched a nerve. Silas was too sluggish after his orgasm to deal with Matthew’s indignation.

“Okay, sorry.” He yawned mightily. “Wow, I could sleep right now.”

“You won’t sleep tonight if you take a nap now.” Matthew swung his legs off the bed and got up, then started pulling on his clothing.

“I’m not going to sleep tonight anyway.” Silas winced when he thought of another sleepless night. “I haven’t been sleeping much this week.”

“What’s up for you tomorrow?” Matthew asked.