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He bit his lip, suddenly struck with an idea. “You know, you could…” he trailed off, unsure.
He felt Jamie shift to look at him. “I could what?”
Chris took a deep breath and raised his eyes to look at him. “You could always…top me?”
Jamie blinked, then started to laugh. Chris’s cheeks went warm, and he quickly looked away.
Jamie stopped laughing immediately. “Oh, my God…you’re serious.”
“It was just a suggestion,” mumbled Chris, feeling a little stupid. “It was dumb…you don’t have to…”
“Shit, Chris. No, I…I didn’t mean to laugh! I…” Jamie’s injured hand nudged Chris’s face back up. “I thought you were kidding.”
Chris took a deep breath. “It’s okay,” he replied meekly. “Its fine if you don’t want to…”
“I want to, you idiot,” Jamie said seriously.
Chris sucked in a breath.
“I want to, but…I mean…how many times have you done that?”
Chris bit his lip again. “I guess, I can count on one hand.”
“Shit,” breathed Jamie, his head falling onto the pillow while he gnawed his bottom lip. After a second, he looked at Chris again. “I want to, I just don’t want to end up hurting you.”
Chris pushed himself up on his elbow and smiled, telling Jamie the same thing he’d told Chris the first time they’d had sex. “There is nothing you could do to me that I wouldn’t want you to do.”
Jamie’s eyes searched his face, looking for any sign that Chris was at all unsure about this, before eventually swallowing hard and whispering, “Oh, God, come here…”
* * * *
Jamie’s mouth was gorgeous heat, soft and wet and perfect as he mouthed Chris’s shaft, running his lips over the hardened flesh before tonguing the head. Chris bit back a groan as his cock hit the back of Jamie’s throat. and his lover swallowed the thick flesh, making these small, sweet noises that vibrated around Chris’s cock and drove him crazy. It was so good, so warm and deep, that it made Chris’s thighs tremble with want, and he actually whimpered when Jamie let Chris’s dick fall from his mouth.
He didn’t feel the loss for very long, though, as Jamie stroked the shaft while mouthing the soft skin of the twin globes between Chris’s legs, sucking them, tongue massaging them, and Chris forced himself not to cry out.
But when Jamie’s tongue began to lick between the cleft of Chris’s behind, he couldn’t stop himself from doing just that. Jamie’s tongue was rough yet so gentle on Chris’s sensitive skin, lavishing him in long wet strokes from his balls, and up and over his entrance. He’d never felt anything so amazing as the dual sensation of Jamie’s smooth palm running over his cock, teamed with the rough, warm tongue and the breath that instantly cooled his wet, heated skin.
He was pretty sure he whined when Jamie’s finger, slicked with cool gel, breached him a few minutes later.
Chris panted and forced himself to relax around the intrusion, not so much painful or even uncomfortable, but strangely unfamiliar.
He gave up on the idea of reciprocating, unable to concentrate on anything but the heat coiling in his belly as Jamie’s fingers opened him at a leisurely pace, leaving Chris with no option but to bunch his fists into the sheet and groan.
But all too soon, he hissed at the loss of the warm, smooth fingers as they slid from his body. To compensate, Chris turned around, placing a kiss on Jamie’s spit-slicked mouth as he straddled his hips and sank onto Jamie’s hard cock.
His breath came in small huffs as he felt himself stretch easily, his body accommodating the thick flesh with no resistance. Jamie trembled under him, moaning and experimentally rocking forward and back.
God, but Chris hadn’t done this since he was nineteen and this was about a million times better than he remembered. He was so full, and it felt so perfect because he had never been in love before.
Chris didn’t move fast, preferring instead the slow, undulating movement of his hips that made sure Jamie was as deep inside of him as possible. And when his knees started to burn with the pressure, he shifted himself to ease them and saw stars as he hit that sweet spot.
“Oh…FUCK!” Chris breathed. “Fuck…right there…right…oh, God…”
Wordlessly, Jamie’s fingers encircled Chris’s dick, and his orgasm, when it happened, was slow, like it had been simmering under the surface for a long time only to bubble over and wash through his belly and thighs and chest as he let out a shuddering groan and came all over Jamie’s hand and belly.
He sagged forward and to the side, curling up in a panting ball next to Jamie, who stroked Chris’s sweat-soaked hair.
Chris closed his eyes and swallowed hard as he tried to get his heart rate down to the point where he wouldn’t pass out, then he realized with a jolt that Jamie hadn’t finished.
