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“Fuck.” Ed looked behind and around him, then increased the distance between them and lowered his voice. “He’s my boss’s son. This is too real. I can’t….” He shook his head and then whispered, “Sorry, Jack.”
With that he jogged through the rain to the bike he’d borrowed for their date.
Jack chased after him. Rain pounded, hitting his face and soaking under his jacket. His shoes squelched as he splashed through a puddle. “Ed!”
Helmet in his hands, he turned.
“It’s okay,” Jack said.
“No, it’s not. But I’m going to make this up to you.”
Jack stroked the seat of the motorbike to stop from reaching out for him. “You called me your boyfriend tonight. Did you mean it?”
“Yes.”
Jack released the breath he’d been holding. “Then you’ve just made it up to me.”
“It’s not enough.”
Jack flashed his boyfriend a smile. “In that case, follow me in my Jeep?”
* * *
One town over, Jack parked his Jeep in an empty parking lot outside an Italian restaurant. He grabbed a small bag he’d stowed under his seat and hopped out. Immediately Ed was at his side, helmet dangling from his finger.
Quickly checking they were alone, Jack pressed Ed against his car into a soft, stolen kiss. This kiss echoed their first one, charged with desire but also an undercurrent of nervousness.
Jack glanced over the restaurant at the motel behind it. He steered Ed toward the flashing neon sign lighting up the sidewalk. “Did I tell you how much I like you calling me your boyfriend?”
Jack booked them a room—one right at the back of the motel on the first floor. No sooner had they shut the door behind them than Jack dropped the key and his small bag to the floor.
Dredges of dim light from the balcony came through the cracks and faded edges of the curtains, and Jack fumbled as he stripped Ed and himself of everything covering them.
Jack stepped on his jeans, clutching Ed’s forearms for balance as he kicked them off into the puddles of clothes around them. Ed’s outline was darker than the shadows of the room, and Jack sucked in his breath at the impressive body he had. How packed his muscles were, how proudly erect he stood. Ed grasped his shaft and slowly pumped it, and Jack swelled to full mast.
Every touch they had shared so far ignited Jack. Sent him spinning into new realms of pleasure. How would it be for Ed to take him? He enjoyed the burn of having a guy fuck him from time to time, but he’d never craved it. Never clenched his ass so impatiently, like he was doing now.
Jack kept his eyes on Ed languidly touching himself as he picked up the bag he’d dropped and tossed it onto the bed.
“What’s that?” Ed asked.
Jack pulled Ed into a kiss, stepping his toes over Ed’s, jamming their cocks together. “Supplies. I put some in the Jeep after our night in the back seat. Just in case.”
Ed breathed heavily over Jack’s shoulder. “Good thinking.”
Jack licked the shell of Ed’s ear. “Your turn to pass tonight.”
Ed’s muscles undulated as he groaned. Jack slipped his hand between them, gripping Ed’s cock. God, how good it felt pulsing and throbbing in his palm. How good it would feel rocking in and out of him.
Jack rubbed his leaking head against Ed’s stomach. “Kiss me.”
Ed surged into a wet kiss, pushing Jack back toward the bed. They tripped over the room’s only chair, and Ed’s strong, warm arms caught Jack around the waist, steadying them. Laughs skipped between them, feather soft over kiss-swollen lips.
Ed maneuvered them the last steps to the bed and they fell onto it. Jack hit the soft mattress, Ed landing with a delicious weight on top of him.
“I want to see you,” Ed said, straddling him to flick the switch on the headboard for the side lamps. “Better.”
Jack tucked his hands behind his head and took his boyfriend in. An orange glow blanketed Ed’s side, highlighting his taut muscles and the glistening crown of his hard cock. Ed looked down at him with a twinkle in his eye, lips tipped up at the edges. “Much better.”
Ed crested his palms over Jack’s stomach, dragging his thumb through his treasure trail and dipping it into his belly button. He swiveled the pad of his thumb in there, making Jack’s stomach ripple with goose bumps.
“That tickles.”
“I know.” Ed lifted his hand, swirled his tongue around his thumb, and wriggled it into his belly button again, eliciting a deep laugh from Jack. He arched up in a futile effort to thrust Ed off him. As he did, his ring and chain slipped to the hollow of his throat.
Ed stopped poking his belly, fingertips drifting over his chest to the ring. He gently pinched the ring and pulled it back down, gaze softening as he looked at it. Jack’s breath caught. When Ed lifted his fingers off it, Jack stopped him and set his fingers back on top of it.
